Give me something more to talk, Give me something more to remember, Because I think there's a lot to say, Because I think there's more on the way.

The sun melts, Everything that's left, To leave skeletons of stories, That'll now remain unsaid, Whenever repeated.

The souls we meet, And the words we speak, In random breaths we breathe, Amongst places silent, And thoughts deep, Different than before, Somehow incomplete, Fighting everything that attacks, And living each moment that fleats, Desperate to run, Wanting to stay beneath, The peace that acceptance brings, And the questions that we frequently seek, Asnwers of in this journey, That began one day, And now is ending with a feat.

We walk under the skies with clouds, After days that felt like years, And finally smile, Laugh and hear, Each other. When he says, You seem like you're walking on the stars, Carefully treading, Every step you take, Towards me, Carefully weighing, Every word you say, For me. When I say, You seem to hide yourself from the world, Carefully weighing, How much you express, You to me, Carefully treading, How long you want to stay, Here with me. Thus in all the accusations, And teas

My head on your shoulder, As you drive past century old trees, That stand in ovation, Of the struggles we've seen. But now, it's over, Now it's time, For us to bloom, For us to shine. This is comfort here, This is our life, One step further, And universe is mine.

Jaagti rehti hu, Khayalo mein, Sawaalo mein, Raat bhar main. Khayalon mein tere, Sawaalo mein mere, Ki tu kyun nahi aaya, Ki tu aayega bhi ya nahi.

Today, I am going away from the world, Stepping further every second, And when I come back, I'll be someone else, I hope you like her better, I hope I like her too.

The mountains listen to our chaos, Of hearts, minds and souls, And ask us to let it all go, The excess baggage that we have carried here, To breathe calmly, To live freely, To feel clearly, Exactly what the heart wants.

The surreal feeling, Of existing in a certain moment, And experiencing a core memory being created, Makes me silent, Grasping every moment, In the hear and now, And I can't be grateful enough, To feel like this all the time.

It is happening again, The leaving of town, The connection with souls, The missing of attachments, The feeling of liveliness, Again but with a fact, That sometimes moments, Come with expiration dates, Now or indefinitely, When you least expect them, But for now, This, here, Feels amazing, All that's happening.

• 2300th blog • I belong to the bloodline of warriors, That suit up in their armours, Ready to attack, defend and protect, Everything that belongs to them. I belong to the bloodline of poets, That aren't afraid to say, Stories of the heart, Magical and ethereal. I belong to the bloodline of the universe, That run like hot, red, blood in my viens, Carrying particles of forlorn galaxies, Making me more than a spec of dust. I belong to the bloodline of lovers, That love unapolog

I often find myself, Living in denial, Of big moments happening, And me not believing, That they're real, Until a few days later, Reality sinks in, Or rather crashes all of a sudden at me, That somewhat acceptance lingers, And everything changes, The perspective towards life, And everything that is happening now, Yet, the denial never goes, It stays, Moments and years later too, Why, I don't know yet.

I'm grateful to the words, That vocalize all that I cannot say, For my thoughts keep spinning, In my head all day, Then when the night takes over, There's a moment where I feel most alive, This, this is when I'm the light, That keeps the night going, That keeps me sane, That hopes even in darkness, That crosses fingers in the rain, That is scared but brave, And strong and not really naive, Where words come into play, Is when I'm saved.

I've written you, An informal goodbye, I hope that day doesn't arrive, When you're reading it, And wonder, Why did I not say, All of the things, Now when I can, Maybe because, I'm not dying yet, Maybe because, I never knew how.

I have this fear, That is creeping up my spine, Towards my heart, But the heart knows, How things have turned, For good always, And which is why, It almost welcomes the fear, And offers a moment, Until all my bravery, Shows up to destroy, For I've to enjoy, Whatever is coming my way.

These new ways, Scare me, For they're unknown, To the ones I've traveled before, But this is what I live for, isn't it? New paths leading to new ways, New ways of new people, And me, Discovering parts of my heart, Somewhere in the middle of nowhere.

I'm clinging on to hope, Like it'll leave me, And I'm not ready to let go, Not just yet, But also, I'm not ready, To get hurt, With all the silent dreams, I start day dreaming, Because, hello, I don't know, What will happen, If I break again, No, not again.

I don't know, Who to look at, Tonight when she arrives, Turning around the corner, With a skip in her step, And hair flying all over, As she sees the moon onset, There's a child like smile, As if she saw it for the first time, Oh, I'm holding my breath, To see her smile and shine, As she turns around, And looks at me, Looking her way, She laughs and points at the moon, Tell me how do I look away?

I liked the way you laughed last night, On something I didn't expect you to laugh, And in that moment, I felt joy, By just listening to your laughter, And seeing you happy, For there aren't many reasons to smile on somedays, But on those days, There's you.

I clearly remember, That night, When we sat on the swings, Away from the glaring eyes, And sneaking out late, To find moments of solace, Sharing stories and laughter, Under the stars, Even if it lasted, For minutes few, But mattered even today, As we speak in words few.