Unsure

I don’t know what it is ,
Can’t name the relationship –
Along with it there are feelings attached ,
Feelings unreciprocable for others ,
Only you are the one for me –
Yet I’m unsure what to call it .

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I don’t want to love you

You asked me, why I love you ?
I have no answer to that ,
Can’t really say that I haven’t searched
My mind for that .
With both of us being egoistic
And arguing most of the time ;
I know you don’t feel the same for me ,
Nor do I want to love you –
Can’t help it though , I see you every waking moment
When I close my eyes I see you smiling ,
Without you close to me I can feel your presence .
I’m not sure how to stop it –
I really don’t want to love you .

Holding hands

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A simple gesture ,
More than my little mind could take,
At fifteen I thought it was your love,
A love which would bind us forever But heavens! Was I totally wrong.
A little spanking and you hightailed away.

In another state at a future time,
Love did warm my heart again;
A different love, a matured love,
Without any doubt I thought it would work
No longer a child of fifteen –
Love full of devotion and loyalty.

Had I thought it would be different,
Made me losing my mind, myself.
My estranged body I gave,  all for you to love.
You did show your true nature,
Couldn’t you hold my hands for once;
When I or our survival depended on you.

Loving a guy so challenging was my challenge,
I did pass that,  but you left me behind.

Paperboats

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They floated down near me,
With your name on one –
I picked up the next,
Nothing but a white petal lay on it.
Finally you wanted peace with me
When the whole town lay unsound; Everything messed under water
How ironical was that!

The Wizard’s love #1

If you haven’t read the prologue yet,  then here is a link to that.

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CHAPTER 1

Wizardly Willow had seen its share of catastrophes , but during the past few centuries after the previous Primus stepped down and his son took over,  the wreckage caused by the latter has been unlike anything else. Houses burnt down,  children kidnapped,  the men and women killed as a result the old ones were slowly consumed by death,  with no one to tend to their care.
Standing in the field near the Western Gate,  where he usually practised magic using his wand  he kept on staring at the red and orange glow in the sky,  which meant there would be good news for them in the near future. Which means he must have found her. He then focus his energy into giving this message to the elders. They must have seen the prediction too yet as their Primus it was his duty to let everyone know.
Now that he passed on the information , next he could focus on creating the spell he wanted to for a long time, for this he couldn’t use his wand. Wizards were most powerful with their wands,  care handed magic was only meant for the Primus. He placed his  wand back on the groove  in his trousers, placed his left hand on his chest and his right hand was raised parallel to the ground,  spreading all his fingers,  he began muttering the spell he heard two centuries back from his father. The withered leaves slowly began drifting,  dust and soil lifted off the ground and gradually started taking the shape of a cyclone.
Just then he heard a shriek behind him,  and with his focus lost things turned back to normal again. His gray eyes turned red with anger. “Why are you here now? ” he hissed coldly.

Papa you are my hero

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I was only 3 when you made me hold gym rings,
You said I could swing in them and I really did

A toy horse most kids’ admiration,  you bought for me
I rode until I fell,  you asked me to try again,

You raised me like a son
Taught me honesty,  boosted my confindence –

Even when mom left us,  you didn’t break down,
Neither could I, because I wanted to pretend strong;

For you papa our lives had been secure
We never saw obstacles coming our way;

You were always our shield papa,
I never saw hero who could do that.

To be a hero you don’t need gun,
Love and care for the family can make you one.

A wizard’s love

Time for yet another series and this time its from the paranormal world. A world full of mystries and magic.

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Prologue

“Holy Christ “, she cursed a few selected words while bringing her car to a screeching halt.  Things couldn’t go worse , she had blown off her own car and now while she was driving her aunt’s car,  she was about  to hit a man who was crossing the road. From her sitting position she could see the man had a strong built,  he was tall . But since he had his face on the other side and continued towards his unkown destination she couldn’t see his face.  An urge of meeting this man suddenly rose in her mind.   She immediately ran out of the car to pay him some compensation,  can’t afford getting late for the office,  she convinced herself. 
” Excuse me Sir “, as the words left her mouth the person stopped walking and turned to face her.  Color drained off her face “Gerald,  I thought… “,  “that I couldn’t find you ” he cut her off and before she could say something else he brought her to a different realm. The realm of faes, wizards,  witches and other paranormals.

” This ” she took in her surrounding carefully “It’s our new place “, he smiled carefully not letting out much,  lest she tried to run away again. She didn’t look impressed,  her clever eyes trying to find a way
out of here. But there were no escape doors out of this wormhole,  unfortunately this is no wormhole,  it straight away looks like a room from one of those decor  magazines,  typical Gerald way she huffed.
He had been studying her for so and as her eyes met his she could see a terror hidden in them. Mayhap she had missed something.  ” Is it about the prince?” to which her husband nodded.

Stay tuned to read the beginning of a Paranormal saga . I would surely love to get your feedbacks regarding this story.

Still Together

You were not the most handsome guy,
Standing out in the crowd was not your way

Yet you stood for me when I had none to hold onto –
Keeping me safe from the wary eyes,

Being stout and all it was funny to watch;
You held your ground against them,

May be it was your confidence or the attitude
I know not what brought us close,

The way your shoes were never polished,
Your frequent lame jokes,  never seemed a fault.

Yes I knew I was falling for you,
May be I should have spelt my LOVE

But it was the time to put a period behind my thoughts,
I couldn’t destroy your life with your little family;

I have never expressed my feelings
And we’re still friends,

Probably this Is the best way we fit Our lives peaceful, with us still together.

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