Goodbye

Write to me, I heard you say at last,
knowing well I would not,
no matter how politely you ask.

Yet, here I am scribbling this note
"I loved you , a little even now,
but We are not the same anymore"

"I have moved back to my past,
of lonely libraries, books and strangers
who turn away when they notice my scars"

"You have many roads to chose
wherever you might want to go,
my wishes you will not lose.

"Take this fading paper with you,
as you leave a trail of memories behind,
I will miss you a little,knowing you would too"

Image Source  - Magpie tales
for April A to Z challenge , Writer's Digest PAD day#3

Carton

Life is a voyage

And I live it out of the boxes –

Those fixed shape , brown color ones;

That I call as cartons

‘cause it has car in it.

I need a car –

And a driver too for this life

One who would let me

Observe and explore

From the passenger side

And listen to all the things I say

With most inaccuracy

And as much conviction.

It is in these cartons

That I will pack each week

Clearly labeled and sorted,

Preserved in old newspapers

And cushioned with the words.

Each carton I would then throw away

To the endless roads in life

And wish my experiences reach

Some dreamer like me
Who woyld follow the trails
and find me some day
Sitting idle on another road
Sorting my lonely carton
While others pass me by,
He alone would stop
And match the signs,
Match his heart to mine,
And make me his home-
No longer living out of a box
But for this shiny carton full of love.

Accept

Accept what is,
Without bias,
Without fear.

Think it as
A beginning
Of new reality

Or maybe
It will end
All that is dear.

Accept yourself
Just the way you are
Uniquely flawed,

This could be
The very end
Of all masks

Or the birth
Of someone
You better hide.

Accept the challenge
To explore
And question

End the silence
That makes
Most noise n head,

Let the music play
Welcome
A new you.A new way.

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Written for A to Z challenge , poetic asides Poem A Day challenge