I

I am a scavenger of dreams. I collect  the remnants of others, those that never belonged to me and create my own empire.
I am the solitary light in the evening, I burn alone  to light my way and within the illuminated vicinity, I rule.
I am the disconnected thoughts, those left midway. I pop up unannounced at the decisive moment to sometimes enhance or ruin the impact and gravity of situation.
I am the flickering hope,  despite zillions of failed attempts, I emerge, I illuminate, I motivate and strengthen the resolve to never let you down.
I am the means to end and a tunnel to a new beginning.
Like you I am millions in one and one in the millions.
©srijaprasita Oct 1st 2019 21:20

Dilemmas

Unsteady mindset,  feeble dreams
It's not a morose story that I am writing about
it's just a real picture of affection in denial.
It's the story of insecurities and morphed aspirations.
It's the real face of emotions.
Throughout the bumpy ride I had walked unscathed
Fell down numerous times yet still intact.
I had left no stones unturned, my decisions thorough and pensive
Yet the junction that I am standing right now has left me indecisive.
I had laid down my baggages way back
Yet the feeling of burden remains
And my feet grows heavy by the seconds.
I see a light at the other end, across the bridge
Shining brighter than I have ever seen.
Yet the "what ifs" hold me back,
The pull stronger than it has ever been.
What if the light isn't from the source?
What if it's just a mere reflection?
What if it is just a mirage?
What if the brighter rays gave me a sunburn?
Despite the speculation and benumbed dilemmas
I have to make a choice.
It would either be the best decision of my life
Or yet another sacrifice.
A story of unhinged adoration that is yet to immerse
Which  could change my life in an instant for better or for worse.
Everything relies upon my resolution
That relies further upon the speculation
Of my heart.
As I am writing this I have a smirk on my lips
I don't know whether I am mocking myself
or the emotions that just changed my dreams.

Do you know what you are to me?

Do you know what you are to me??
You are the first of the thoughts that strike my mind early in the morning, you are the first smile of the day.
You are the dream which is not scavenged but solely belongs to me,  you are the one that I dared to dream.
You are the voice that lulls the insomniac like me,  you are the uninterrupted slumber.
You are the bolt from the blue albeit the pleasant one,  you are the unexpected surprise.
You are that erratic heartbeat upon your first glance, an escalated rhythm.
You are the revered wait, longing and the countdown of minutes and hours until the next time.
You are the laughter that bubbles inside, you are my  unfeigned smile.
You are the confirmation of my goodness,  you are my unadulterated desire.
You are my vulnerabilities, the insecurities of my bare soul
Yet,
You are also my strength, my esteem and my self worth.
You are the mirror that devoids me of facades, you are my truest reflection.
You are the sudden yet intense form of my affection.
Yes you! You are not just a person but my existence to me.