I fear of being loved...

I fear of being loved...for the fact I have been curbed...

Curbed by my thoughts n enslaved by my instincts...

I dont ask to walk smooth paths, nor do I demand such...

But I fear of being loved..

Maybe strange apprehensions, scuttling me deep into contensions...

or Maybe my choice to confine it..

But I fear of being loved...

Though engendering you complete n bracing you unconditionally...

Yet I fear of being loved...

Hatred is too big an affliction to bear...

Still being loved is smthng I constantly fear...

I doubt of my equivalence for same, coz I know I'm not worth it...

That what makes me fear n being loved is all about it...

Compromises...

Many a times life is bit or more of compromises...like compromise for ur choice or compromise for someone's sake, or sometimes for ur own conscious...

Compromise is something as staking ur self, ur wishes jst coz of some purpose which is not for ur benefit-it is as if u are lending urself for no good dat too in a surroundings which are mean n selfish to dere extremities...

Although the fact dat the ones with compromising nature are marked by generosity, maganimity n superiority holds enormous strength, endurance and pateince, Bt certainly holding these virtues not alwayz leads to win win situations, coz the ones who opts altruism are messed up too...

Defending the notion, the very fact remains dat compromising once can lead u to compromise throughout ur life as this being an attribute which once accepted, can't stop u from being exemplary-coz ur inner self accepts u in ur pure n serene state n dat comes wen u go by ur instincts which demands of ur sincerity, ur selflessness n ofcourse ur compromises...

So it now becomes intergral part of your intellectual sphere..n now dat u have started compromising-u r happy in all situations u face for the reason dat u dont go for comparisons as ur compromising nature has killed ur desires or aspirations-so u easily accept every adversity, every flaw, n every shortcomming just as u hold nothing above imperfections..n indeed dat wht becomes your default choice...

Though d sufferer unknowingly still follows same values to justify his cognizance or to b more specific his conscious for the simple reason of inability to fight for his rights or his aspirations (dat is due to his compromising nature) which inculcates antithesis n suppresses desires, wishes n hopes...

Just for ur one smile...

Just for your one smile, I'm always here...

Just for your one smile I care.
Just for your one smile, I'm willing to fight...
Just for your one smile, I can stake several nights.
U are in my reds, u are in my purples n u r in my blues...
I can percieve u in my different hues.
U make me blunt, u make me freeze n u make me numb,
I cant see anythng, I cant hear anything,

I cant percieve anything without u...
U have completely transformed me glum.
I crave for your one smile coz that what heals my pain...
Ur essence make my thoughts drain.
U are d inception as well as conclusion of my breath..
Indeed widout u, I'll contentedly accept death...!

I wish u could be dere...

I wish you could be dere,
to get what's actually happening here...
Though unknowingly I widened gaps,
u longed fr me more than the time could elapse...
But now when illusions are even more rare,
apprehensions tend to add scare...
Lost in d midway, I still dont know where to go,
time passes and makes me feel low...
Nevertheless I always sighed for a second way out,
my attempts not in light of doubt...
But now our paths are completely deviated,
heart wholly dejected and souls completely parted...
For one axiom I followed, under the coercion of societal norms,
uncaring of passing massive storms...
I just hope that atleast now these norms accept me as legend,
Coz I have nothing except memories to defend...!