We all want something.

I kept my gaze discreetly from the side as I

stared at the childish delight in his eyes.

the boy that he once was

wooed me into an unfamiliar pink of romance.

 

He talked to me through his eyes

as though inviting me into his personal seclusions.

I engaged him with a timid blush,

to subtly receive a bliss of this unexpected seduction…

and then he abruptly
busied himself with a random fellow,

conversing with him about winter’s chill,

 deliberately digressing from the conversation

we were having with our eyes,

I felt a discomfort in his tone

and a rushed oblivion in his eyes

as he looked at something on the floor,

seeking to forget the uneasy mood in the air.

A  beautiful lady appeared  

and kissed him on the cheek,

her smile inspiring a glow on his face.

Her advances confronting me to stay away.

I obliged and

apologised with a  shaky nod

and went my  way,

to run away from the private disgrace,

As I made it to the door

with an invented fuss,

he chanced a glance

to see whether I’d leave

without stealing a glimpse myself,

for He too was unsure

of whether we had wanted the same thing.

but we all want something

everyone wants something…

Inspired by Rihanna’s We all want love

At last

A beautiful acoustic attunes false strings
to create a lullaby  that penetrates the forlorn abyss of a crying man,
the song bothers  his idle tranquillity,
and pushes him into an awakening,
so he may brave perils labouring to burst.

beyond the debris of his thought
he can see the greenery on the foreign side
looks feeble to invade, and something else in the fighting midst
warrants him a fortitude to forge ahead,
but it’s really a dear someone,
who feeds him strength in a hopelessness as damning such as this

Though he knows to quit is a fathomable excuse,
He now understands it’s a false utopia,
one shamed by God for the temporal refuge it provides.
The only way is to brave the fray...
so there he goes...
to confront the foes

there,He’ll encounter barren paths,
feigned cheers of encouragement,
and at times no one unto whom he can rest.
But he must go on,
on the road less taken,

there,
 peace, purpose and love are
amply fed to him by a God,
who brought him there in the first place.
and this will be his dwelling
forever and ever…
 so help him God.