Hope

It creeps in, it creeps within.
Bringing nothing but gloom, loneliness and desolation


The unwelcome unwanted memories from the past,
often creeps in, they creep within


They embrace the soul, they freshen the wounds,
for the sinister retention of the bygones,
creeps in, it creeps within


The claws dig deep and gnaws the soul.
The melancholy,
creeps in, it creeps within


Still the hope illumines the darkness
that creeps in and creeps within.


That single ray of 'hope', the soul holds on to which
brings the peace, brings the laughter... brings the joy..
even when the grief creeps in, creeps within.

Heeri.

Waiting has its perks

It does get annoying and in the case of love, heart ripping, to wait for something. You want it bad and you want it anon but the only hindrance is the wait. Ah.


Have you ever imagined that its the ‘wait’ that makes the things all the more desirable? What if you never had to wait for anything, would you have known its true worth then? :) I think not.

So guys, waiting may be irksome, but it sure has its perks ;)
Happy waiting,


Heeri.

Tomorrow does come

Who says tomorrow never comes? I say it does.

I see that ‘today’ is yours, i can see the smug look on your face. But write it down somewhere, ‘tomorrow’ is mine, and it lasts.

The best thing about tomorrow is that it never dies, its there everyday. And, its mine. 

Heeri