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  • soumichatterjee 25w

    A hundreds of falcon came around
    I could see them taking away all the peace and happiness u have entitled for me
    And only me
    Why does it had to happen in the same manner
    Why is the cycle always remains the same
    And I'm left in pieces and memories

    My heart bleeds
    This time a little more
    Maybe I've trusted you enough to do this nuisance to me

    I wish I would have restrained myself
    Before submitting it all
    I wish I would have gave another thought
    Before letting history repeat it's ownself.....
    ©soumichatterjee

  • soumichatterjee 29w

    The fear of loosing you enacts as the catalyst to be closer to you even more....
    Loving in moderation doesn't seem to be an option anymore.
    Quite unlike me...isn't it???
    It's no childish charm where the heart takes over the neurons....
    The moves here was never calculative yet it was definitely a concious one.
    Does the game .... What right is right....
    Can ever play a role here???
    The fear of loosing you enacts as a catalyst drawing myself even more closer to you....
    Every hour....every minute.....every second.
    ©soumichatterjee

  • soumichatterjee 60w

    There are times when reasons fall flat....
    I simply can't decipher why???
    But every inch of my arteries and viens need your touch so deep.
    Wishes doesn't come true....
    But imaginations does.
    Il meet you there....solving every part of our unresolved equations....
    ©soumichatterjee

  • soumichatterjee 80w

    certain relationships are meant to be kept undefined.....they are sweet when they are incomplete......there's no urge for all those fake commitment.....there's no need for all those stupid lies......they are successful in their own little way. Months later you sit by the window pane riding the wings of imaginations, how wud it be if we were together....may be a candle light dinner, may be a long walk, may be a warm hug......and may more thoughts creeps in and you are free to imagine every slightest thought of urs, no potholes for crisis, no sadness, no betrayal, no cheating......i guess that's how they are meant to be....far from us yet so very near.....u can touch it, feel it, pamper it but without any adverse effect......every action indeed doesn't have an opposite reaction.....
    ©soumichatterjee

  • soumichatterjee 80w

    certain relationships are meant to be kept undefined.....they are sweet when they are incomplete......there's no urge for all those fake commitment.....there's no need for all those stupid lies......they are successful in their own little way. Months later you sit by the window pane riding the wings of imaginations, how wud it be if we were together....may be a candle light dinner, may be a long walk, may be a warm hug......and may more thoughts creeps in and you are free to imagine every slightest thought of urs, no potholes for crisis, no sadness, no betrayal, no cheating......i guess that's how they are meant to be....far from us yet so very near.....u can touch it, feel it, pamper it but without any adverse effect......every action indeed doesn't have an opposite reaction.....
    ©soumichatterjee

  • soumichatterjee 82w

    Changes are the basic necessity of life,
    May be its true, may be not.
    I die and live a thousand lives abiding by the same fact.
    No I’m not afraid, I’m not lame either.

    Life might not give another chance,
    Life might not be the same old cup of coffee.
    But I’m happy, I am contented.

    What is it that we all crave for....?
    Excitement, experience, adventure.
    I had it all, yes I did.

    I don’t need someone to acknowledge my love for you,
    I don’t need any certification to prove my feelings to be right.
    I don’t need the supervision of so called experienced oldies.

    Strong and steady like never before,
    I can climb the rest of the stairs all by my own.
    You might think,
    I’m vulnerable...I’m impatient.
    I’m not, no I’m not.

    I know, destiny won’t bother to ask before taking any harsh turn,
    I know, I can’t hold it from turning my life around.
    So what’s the point, what’s the fear...?

    I’ll sail the boat carelessly,
    And, let fate witness its own twist and turns.... 

    ©soumichatterjee

  • soumichatterjee 85w

    "will be back someday...."

    There will be a day when the clouds will fade away,
    and I will be able to see the bright sunshine again.
    I would lie lazily on my bed and stare at the window,
    the never ending sky will again be all mine,
    The birds will fly freely breaking all the bounded cage.

    I will be back, back someday,
    to the place where I belong.
    I will be back, back to oneself,
    living life to the fullest.
    I know a day will come,
    it would surely come.

    We will clutch a hot cup of coffee watching our favorite movie together,
    We will prepare dinner and fight for the softer piece of chicken,
    We will make love with the same old madness and intensity,
    All in the place where we can call it "Home"
    ©soumichatterjee

  • soumichatterjee 89w

    D counterpart of our memories redefines this new you and me,
    A not so known you,
    A confused me,
    Whatif, the outer shell shades off one day,
    What will be the remnant like......I wonder......
    ©soumichatterjee

  • soumichatterjee 90w

    This time the pain was intense,
    The tears were real.
    It was not fine for her,
    but, with whom will she share this with....
    What will she say???

    It was always like this, isn't it?
    Strange, crazy, and irritating.
    Yet, there was an attraction,
    A strong one.
    Something that she couldn't even deny even after more than a decade.

    What would be like to be to stop faking?
    She often give it a thought.
    How will it be???
    If its not so prim & proper with each other.
    If its all about being mad.
    if its just being getting into each others skin.

    The kiss is probably no longer wild.
    Its more of an affection, a need of time.
    The hug has turned to be more palpable.
    Its like reliving the melancholic past.

    What is it actually???
    When she is with the person she gets bored.
    and just when they are about to bid bye....
    There is strange feeling of confinement.
    Something which is absolutely not clear even to her.

    Moving on was always her forte.
    She could never explain what goes wrong when it comes to him.
    A man who never had any resemblence with her so called ideal man.
    Yet, he somehow fits in perfectly within her ever confused soul.

    She wished she could just tell him "Just go to hell"
    She wished she could hug him and tell "This time I'm not gonna share you with anyone"
    She knew nothing as such will ever gonna happen....
    A part of her incomplete life will always keep haunting her.
    I wished admist everything, I could ever tell her...
    "Life is not always unfair....come lets fall in love with each other"
    ©soumichatterjee

  • soumichatterjee 100w

    Not just a part but I've always wanted to have the entire you.
    Not just sometime but I've always urged for all of your time.
    No blame game can justify this bitter reality
    coz
    It was just us who created all the ruscus.
    ©soumichatterjee