It's not difficult to think of plans,
Of contingencies for every scenario,
But we plan only for the worst ones.
I've heard that the brain reinforces your thoughts.
Positivity is built, and negativity, amplified.
I wonder what happens when you only think of the worst case scenarios?
Can I Stay?
Can I still have this
For just one night more?
I know that you're not right for me,
And I'm not the one that you want.
But I don't want to pack my bags yet,
And remove myself from this place.
This place we built up together,
Where we could just be ourselves.
Just let me ignore the world
For just one night more.
Once the sun's up, I know we'll be strangers,
But tonight, I just want to stay.
– Arsh
The War Begins Silently
The beginning of the war will be secret.
There will be no parades or commendations,
No grand declarations nor proud generals boasting.
No vaunting valour for the brave soldiers
Marching surely down to their doom.
The beginning of the war will be secret.
It will begin as these things always do,
Slowly marching to an inexorable doom.
A flower's petals gradually unfurl,
And the dominoes to be toppled are all placed.
Back door deals and under the table betrayals,
The beginning of the war will be secret.
– Arsh
Tailored
Did you know that tailoring,
the word, comes from taliare,
a Latin word meaning 'to cut'?
I could write the metaphor
Explaining how being tailor-made
For you was cutting me away,
But I don't think I need to, do I?
– Arsh
Unfinished
Half-remembered dreams
And unfinished soliloquoys,
Keeping my quiet
And I won't let you in my life.
But what have I done
To just leave this all alone,
Even with all of this time
My life is still not my own.
– Arsh
The Weight of the World
I have endured much sorrow,
And yet I stand tall.
Lived and loved through the ages,
And yet I am brought down low.
I hope you forgive me
For not having the strength
To continue fighting.
After all,
The weight of the world is heavy today.
– Arsh
My Ghost
Will you come back soon?
I've been waiting,
And I know that we agreed before.
But I've been so lonely,
Just waiting for your spectre,
To come back and haunt me...
Please come back to haunt me.
– Arsh
Graveyard Love
My heart is a graveyard.
Of memories,
Of love.
Of everything that I am not
And of everything that I am to you.
My soul is a ravine.
Consuming,
Always devouring.
Taking everything for itself
And leaving me bereft of peace.
– Arsh
Leaving
You didn't have to say a word,
You didn't even have to look.
I knew it when you left,
Knew it in my bones
You were here,
But you had already left.
– Arsh
Hoping
Some things shatter,
Some things bloom,
Some things die all too soon.
And yet we stay till we're disproven,
Stay till we're broken,
Stay till we have lost ourselves
Hoping for something different.
What did we stay for?
– Arsh