You heavenly thing!

Be there when I need you,
Be there when I look for a savior,
Be there when there is drought,
Be there when there is plenty,
Be there when I'm sad,
Be there when I'm happy,
Be there when I look for a shoulder,
Be there when I'm away,
Be there when I'm not,
Be there when I'm going through a miracle,
Be there when I'm going through an ordeal,
Be there always,
My love,
Darling Potato.

The stars are going out, doctor!

The stars are going out,
One by one,
The stars are going out.

Each lingering light,
Poof and plash,
like light bulbs in the dark.

The stars are going out,
As if they never existed,
Null and void and black.

The stars are going out,
multitudes of them,
No longer glittering like gems.

The stars are going out,
Systems, as a whole,
Stars are going out.

A galaxy is out,
It once existed, but,
Now its just a memory.

Well, the heart can't take the loss,
The brain can't bear the weight,
Where do I lay the blame?

You Moronic Bastard!

Time, don't stop,
It's a terrible second.
Memories, don't stop,
It needs replacement.
Space, please die,
You're no longer required.
Sun, do burn out,
You're worthless.
Wind, tire out,
Stand still and gasp.
Waves, please don't crash,
It's way too saddening.
Rocks, break right now,
It's what everything does.
Everything, please just everything.
Heart, you bastard, do beat!
Its what you do anyway! 

A Party is Due

A party is due,
After all these seconds that flew by,
For all these seconds that flew by,
After all the laughter that echoes in time,
For all the laughter that echoes in time,
After every barrier broken,
For every barrier broken,
After a million messages,
For the million messages,
After the gazillion idiotic smiles,
For the gazillion idiotic smiles,
After the racing hearts, and
For the racing hearts,
A party is due!
Happy Birthday, dearest friend! :D

Their Eternity

There is no end to the Ganges.
And yet, even when thinking that thought,
It merges with the Bay of Bengal.

And still, the Bay carries her,
As if she is his own,
Oh, the love!

Yet, she may settle down on the ocean bed,
Forgotten and
Never to remembered again.

Leaving all of her old self,
All of what defined her previously,
For her new found love, the Bay.

A sea of sacrifice and tears, and
Yet, the perfect blend of
Two lovers.

Lovers who meet, never to be separated again,
Destined to be together,
Ensured by Rain.

On and on
For the world to remember their love
For eternity.

Its often so that this love is all but ignored,
By folk who care no more about
The finer details of the lore.

But their love shall live on,
In the memory of the ocean,
Flowing in its waters of perpetuity.

The stormy skies crash down
Cruelly with ferocity,
Tearing them apart.

They are but those tiny additions of love,
To a love that can't saturate;
Endless and limitless.

Thence they leave the Ocean, for
It can no longer contain their love.
They go far away.

Far away from this world,
To a place where there is no I or You;
To a place where all that there is, is a We.

                                                                    - By Shraddha Dubey and Batmanwrites

The dimensions of life

It may sound normal, but, there is this thread of coincidence weaving itself around me, rarely connecting with me. The word 'Copper', for example, is just repeating itself so many times that it seems to be playing some hidden and important role in my life.
Everything that seemed insignificant actually seems to be more significant. It is nice, in a way, to know that you're the centre of something big; but again, everyone is.
Their universes colliding with so many others', creating dimensions  that we never thought could exist, a new realm altogether. And so many dimensions forming perpetually; a dimension within another and so on and so on until one particular dimension forms, in which everyone's dimensions just blend in harmoniously.
There are these different dimensions that are forming just by the decisions we make; another new dimension contradicting the decision we make in this one, and these contradictions resonating with the thousands of contradictions of others' dimensions. Except, we don't realise that we're stepping into another dimension and the world is adapting according to the decision WE make. These things just make us feel important, but actually, "We're just infitesemal flecks of dust in history." [Woot woot! Well said, queenofsmirks!]. Except, these small flecks make all the difference. 

Just another letter

Hello there,
I hope you can hear me or atleast take notice of what i am going to say.
I know I should not have left you at that foreseeable end, maybe, I should've taken you along with me for the rest of my life, my partner. Not a day goes by without me thinking of how perfect you made me and how we were a good pair.
But still, know this, I may have found a new somebody. She is not as adorable as you, nor is she that loved by me. She just fits me, so it seems, and I may be continuing the rest of my life with her. I'm sorry, Physics, but Jurisprudence may be my forever.
She is not as great as you and just a thousand times more bitchy. She does not instigate me to use my mind as much as you did. She is just not you! But still, blame the circumstances, damn them in hell, my journey must be with this one. Maybe, and maybe, even she will break apart after 5 long years. Until then, you'll be someone i'll regularly visit and care about.
After the 5 years, I may just come back to you. Please do wait!
 
                                                                                                                 Yours Lovingly,
                                                                                                                You-Know-Who.