My Reveries

Lost in the paradise of reveries

Living in the moments I choose

Sometimes laughing in revelries

Sometimes suffering in blues

I get the canvas and colors

And all the world's freedom

Still I pick such different shades

What could be the reason

The celebrations let me indulge

The relationships make me smile

The glooms make me feel grateful

The blooms make it all seem worthwhile

On the screens of pink or purple

I feel joy in what I endure

Because In the clutter and chaos of the world

I manage to find something pure

On a sunny Sunday afternoon in Burlingame, CA

Ego

At 10 pm when they went to bed

Something came up and made them upset

Talking didn't help so both went quiet 

And slowly turned over to their sides 

Couldn't keep aside their anger, their pride

They  knew it was something really absurd

They knew both of them very much cared

Still none of them said a word

And once again the vanity won and silence lingered

Both trying to sleep with eyes wide open

Silently hoping for something to happen

While justifying their own conceit

Waiting for the other one to kill the demon

Suddenly he felt the qualms inside

It was all for nothing he realized

He loved her so shouldn't let his ego thrive

And should let the worthless vanity subside

To turn toward her he started to move

And she had been just waiting for the cue

Finally when they hugged tight

Once again every thing felt right

Just that now it was past midnight