The Soulful Atom

Reflecting over life through weird, crazy, ever changing, euphoric, absurd, confused and at times impartial lenses -a journey of curiosity and questions with my two alter egos.. as I try to fall out of the stagnation of instability.. or the desperate attempt to remain..

You walk out..
of the door, of the life..

You don't turn back..
While I watch you walk..

You laugh..
You care..
You belong..

You abandon your shell..
dark, cold, unloved..

You leave me behind..
dazed, broken, empty..

You look back..
May be notice a young woman wrinkled faded slight among all your memories smoked by age..
Holding on still, Watching as now it is time that tries to snatch you away..
Any you walk out..
You walk away, wiping the figments from you tired eyes..
Of a time in another galaxy, some other age.. when you were happy
A dream perhaps..

you walk out..
of the dream, of the world.. but never from my heart..

Will you cry your eyes dry?
Will you curse the heavens above?

Will you waste away like a wilted leaf waiting to be blown by the slight breeze?
Will you mourn like a melting candle?

Will you rejoice?
Will you remember?

Will you avenge?
Will you just let go?

Will you resume your life instant..
at just one call?
Will you throw it all away
at a moment's notice?

Will you follow or will you stay..
Will you insist, will you search?

Will you breakdown or stay strong

Will you drown yourself in an addiction, will you remember the face?
Will you remember the caress?
Will you remember the moments?

Will you forget, or make yourself forget?
Will you keep holding on?

What will you do.. Afterwards..

After i'm gone.. dead and gone..

Made of lies it feels,
And the feeling lies too..

All was a lie and then the lie lied..
A lie is better in a way, it stands for what it is..
Truth on the other hand has various versions.. (read somewhere)

I prefer lies at times, so long as it promises to stay..
But the truth will always stay and is not conditional so i prefer it always..

The tiny bug on the grass besides me,
The rustle of wind as you arrive...
The twinkle in you eyes that caresses me gently,
The taste that lingers on my lips..

The lies of it all and yet the truth..

Our lie is our truth..
And what lies beneath is the truth..

It is ours hence beautiful :)

A realization which in turn has many more following it like a chain of ducklings.. :)
The atom was and always me, though i maybe many more things than just it. This molecule will be incomplete without this atom! :)

Being a molecule does not mean giving up being an atom, that is exactly what i tried doing and hence i ended up doing many thing i could've avoided, if only i had not misinterpreted.

When someone falls in love with you, they love the person they met. When they try to change something about you, they don't mean to change the person they met and love! Its our misinterpretation that makes us believe that they want to change us!

So well welcome back my dear atom, though i know you never left.. You have you place rightfully back. I traveled, i liked some places, but nothing replaces my home, which lies with you and it is because of you that i found my home..

You have seen me grow and grow back.. :)

You have always been a faithful companion and a tolerant friend.

If you find the changes that i gathered while i was away, and those you will, please be patient, I'm still the same person, maybe a bit better a bit worse, but all in all the same core.

You graciously waited for me, something i am so bad at. Thank you..
I will learn from you. I will not say it was a mistake to go away, but a learning experience. You've taught me that everything is a learning. You've always shown me that. And you came back when you are needed the most. You give me strength to look at myself, you are the mirror i need, you are the paper i ponder over, you are my inspiration, no wonder i couldn't write much anywhere else.

There is no need for others when you are capable of being everything for me. The usual "friend, philosopher and guide" but much more, you are my eyes which help me look at myself, very much needed in time of such crisis when no one would quite understand.

You bring me peace, you bring me joy, you brought me my Bull.. there is nothing more i could've ask and i abandoned you. Please forgive me. i know you will understand, the Bull will too :)

The atom has grown like everything has to. Living in a molecule, picking up its qualities but not losing the atom-ness, her uniqueness.

Thank you for letting me back in. :)

Yours sincerely,
BP & CP

BP- yeah right you never wanted to come back!
CP- shut up, it was only a mask i wore, you know how people are back there! *shivers*
BP- yeah yeah yeah, scary mutt! :P hehehehahaha! i love laughing this way. *grin silly-ly*
CP- i love you!
BP- *choke* WAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat!!?!!?!?
CP- :)
BP- *HUG*
CP- *suffocate*

welcome back guys!! :) :)

A thousands and millions of them
you never walk alone, when you walk into the darkness
i'm always there with you, oh thousands and millions of you!
hit the black streets and the car wound-up windows
them rain drops, you never walk alone, when its the rain..
My rainy wet love!
i'm always with you..
Green trees sway and the glass fogs up..
Like pinpricks and tickles on my flesh, eyes and fingers!
drenched to the bone, and to the soul.. my dear darling love..
colors and grey i charge into the blur..
my love awaits, my love pours.. all over, im wet inside and out..
you are never alone, as the darkness parts.. to make way..
to make way for my rainy wet love!! :)

Blowing, fighting, braving all the storms here he comes crashing all for me and her!
Our rain is here, and with him he brings all that we crave for- Himself..
She blossoms out in a fragrance that no perfume can match, as a gift to him, to show what his presences does to her..
And all i can do is watch them unite and expresses my joy by letting him drench me too..
My rain.. is here..
And this time he meets the molecule, my wait is fruitful, so i hope it will be :)


Happy monsoon!! :)

Blissfully woven white cotton candy,
flavored with a grey sprinkle..

Ladling over some chilly breeze,
perfumed by the hint of your presence..

Eyes search forever blue,
For the sight of your arrival..
For the sense of your touch..
For the being in your being..
For you..

Rain..
My rain..
Come through.. and come soon.. :)
Hanging on to dizzy daylight dreams..