Girlishly

The ones who accept The dirt and the guilt, The gift and the built, The pain and the rain, The past and the cast, The beauty and the duty. I have been confused For long, Thinking family was blood And that is where  I belonged. It seems, Finally the bubble has burst, And has quenched my thirst. It's difficult to put in words, Still I will try, Not for myself but for the ones That deserve to be told, About how beautifully they unfold The truth about love and life, While I watch awed, Not ready to believe. Blood can only tell  Where you come from, Because you never Get a choice, But what you call family, Is surely the people In whom you rejoice. The ones who don't  Give up on you, Even when you yourself do. These are the gems  To be held close and tight, It's because of them That you lose your fright. They clear the dust From your eyes, To make you see The beauty within, That lies. How incomplete our existence Would be, To

Some days you love, Some days you leave, On some you smile, On some you crib, On some you take, On some you give, On some I matter, On some I don't, On some you bother, On some you just won't. These mild storms Of emotions, Feel like tides In the ocean, Sometimes it hits hard Like a rock on the head, Sometimes the fears Drown me And make me feel dead, The spark feels lit And legitimate, Though at times You make me think Is it even a date ? The depth on some days, Makes me believe More than me In you, While on other days It questions My own thoughts About me and you, I keep thinking And fighting, Don't know with whom And for what ? Are we even Made for each other  Or not ? Looks like, This love is tough And so is the will, The intentions are good, So maybe we should Leave the worries behind And take out some time, For this mysterious ride Before the end of tide.

I feel grateful On some days For all the ways, That people use To hurt and Despair, To tear you apart And rummage. They don't understand, It's the soul That holds strength. It's like a muscle Being torn apart While in a gym, To become stronger And tougher In your own skin. The more you bleed, The more you win, The more you suffer, The more you conquer, The more you fall, The more you rise. These sudden punches Landed by the Fate, On occasions We couldn't anticipate, For a moment Throw off the balance, And make everything else Appear without essence. And so now comes  The moment, To see it as An opportunity, And rise up To learn new moves Of the game To sustain.

Ever regret opening up And letting your Guards down ? For the people  Who showed you, They cared, But you found later, About their judgments ? Ever regret showing honesty To the ones Who deserved nothing, But you showed them, The best of you and them ? Ever regret doing good And later on Get to hear, That you did it To feel better And less lonely ? Ever regret letting someone see Your bare soul Who was just curious And intrigued, But never truly Bothered ? Ever regret telling the truth And getting to hear That you wanted attention, When actually you didn't even Start the conversation ? Ever regret feeling hurt Because of being told That you are selfish, For behaving so ? Ever regret questioning  the wrong ones, Cause you already Knew the answers ? Ever regret staying back And caring much, When you were supposed To leave And get out of touch ?

That is pure  And secure, Unconditional Yet intentional. A love that doesn't judge, A love that doesn't budge, A love that treats you with care, A love that brings forth your dare, A love that shares your silence, A love that doesn't let you dim, A love that questions the wrong, A love that listens to your heart's song, A love that is patient enough, A love that is deep and tough, A love that shares your vibe,  A love that respects your tribe, A love that understands you, A love that is proud of you. Where the depth is so much, That all you need is a touch, To convey and feel, All that you have been. A love that is like ocean's waves, A love that is like dove's wings. A love so intense, It goes beyond The features and traits, Into the character waves, To find the reality That's hiding in the hood, Because of always Being misunderstood.

The sense of belief That they instill, When they show commitment Without a bill, And explain in detail every aspect of the ill, I can't help but feel The emotions that reel, And make me understand The value of actions, Beyond the words. Ah! What a relief, To feel secure And held by pure Affection and Love, To be reminded Of fragile humanness. When the flaws are loved, And the right memories are touched, When the guilt is uplifted, and shown kindness, And when every aspect of being Is treasured and admired. The calmness is revisited, The solitude gets cherished, The soul feels humbled, The body feels relinquished, The hidden art resurfaces, And the thousands of desires Again start burning like a fire!