Irrational Love

How powerful a feeling called love,
that everything else fades into oblivion.
Every love feels like the only love there is,
every chase feels like the only chase there will be.
How glibly it deceives us,
that even the gargantuan doubts fade away at the sight of an ephemeral dream.
My heart beat feels like the harbinger of a new melody,
Each and every hormone plays the chords and I am coaxed into believing that I am lucky.
How trippy I am right now,
Knowing that my mind can fool itself, at its own command.
I believe that the stars can move the oceans in my body,
Yet I refuse to believe in the logic of love’ irrationality.
How delusional I am, so very delusional
Holding a hand that’s lost too.

-Isha Shroff

One More Time

I hope to run into you someday
On a strange rainy afternoon
In a city in some strange corner of this planet
And say hello to you for the first time, one more time

I hope to run into you someday
On a cold winter eve
In a city located in a valley
And greet you with a kiss for the first time, one more time

I hope to run into you someday
On a warm silly afternoon
In a city beyond the seas
And whisper I love you before I run away, for the first time, one more time

I hope to run into you someday
On a windy autumn eve
In a city painted red and green
And feel my hand brush against yours, for the first time, one more time

I hope to run into you someday
On a warm winter night
In a city dark and blue
And feel your tears upon my cheek, for the first time, one more time

I hope to run into you someday
On a monotonous boring day
In a city old and homely
And feel your strange eyes on me, for the first time, one more time.

Lullaby for Adults

When you were little, Julian
What did you think was the color of sky
Did you think it blue, like it is in the day?
Or did you think it black, like it is now?

When you were little, Julian
What did you think happened to old people
Did you think they were immortal, like they seemed to be?
Or did you think they died, like they do now?

When you were little, Julian
What did you think happened to grown ups
Did you think they were happy, like they seemed to be
Or did you think them pretentious, like you know now?

When you were little, Julian
What did you think was gonna happen to you
Did you think you would grow up, like you wanted to then?
Or did you think you would stay the same, like you wish now?

– Isha Shroff

Nightmare

Wandering far away from the lands of past,
One wrong turn and I was lost ,
Don’t look back
He whispered in my ear
I looked into the cold eyes of uncertainty and shivered with fear
Trust me, he said
I am like the love you never had
Follow my voice in the forsaken air
You belong here my love, not there And I did what the voice asked
I left my angels in the lands of past
Love deprived, I followed his voice
And when I found him, my heart rejoiced
I looked in his eyes as they turned red
Tonight his arms were my bed
I found happiness in the lone corner of world ,where my demon dwells
He stabbed my heart, whispering,
“My princess, welcome to hell”
Somewhere far away, in the lands of present, my angels died.
In the shadow of moon, an old lover cried
Hell consumed me
And made me a part of its own
I bled black blood that night
Evil clutched my arms and made home inside
I danced with my demon that night
Drank the poison in the moon’s sight
Took my face in his hands and He said
Lands of future will bleed to death
You will be the demon, they fear
And no cries for help, will be left to hear
I gathered my strength and touched his heart
Last kiss of good bye and I tore it in parts
For the world will now not know of the midnight crime
How a damsel killed a demon in his prime
Not an angel to love, not a demon to fear
I will be the enigma of the universe,
I will be your worst nightmare.

-Isha Shroff

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