*inspired by jaane kya baat hui.
Waking up to foggy mornings
Like waking up in the clouds.
The misty smell makes me feel alive
The dew drops on the leaves are a sight for the eyes.
Everything is partially visible
like the paths of my life.
My fingers are numb from the cold
I can hardly taste anything on ma tongue.
I love making fog circles – like smoking out every doubt inside
The chilling breeze has numb my brain
And my thoughts dance without music in my brain.
Every year I come down to this core,
To wake up to the misty mornings, once more.
For the nights I’ve laid awake with you
Confessing into ur ears,
Nights I whispered my fears to you
Holding close my comforter.
The nights ur presence made my world so small
As u held my love, who’s so close, yet so far.
For the nights I gazed into ur eyes, contemplating life
To the nights I slept under ur subtle light.
From digging the past to dreaming the future
For letting out a sigh, for the heartaches I suffered.
Here I am, laying awake waiting for you
For I have secrets to share, but where are you?
Its where I grew up as me,
Its the place that welcomed VIP’s
It was a hub of activities,
It was my room,
loaded with privacy.
It where we ate, we drank, and we laughed,
Its where everyone got dressed
& fought for their mirror’s half,
It was where the phone nd music never stopped
Prolly why we missed class after class?
Its where I got my first kiss,
Its where I realized; Wa luv really is?
Its where my heart broke a thousand pieces
Its where I packed my bags and left for studies.
Once again I’m in this room
I heart it all, I c it thru.
A flash of moments run thru ma mind,
like life captured in images of black nd white
It was a Place-To-Be,
Loaded with privacy
My room, the hub of activities.