About Regrets

You can live your life with regrets

Creeping up your back

Filling up your throat

And clawing out your eyes

You can live with regret

That drives you insane

That makes you question

And that haunts your nights

You can live with regret

Running around in circles

With what if and what nots

The ifs and buts and whys

But time doesn’t stop

You keep losing moments

With regrets that keep you in the past

Forgetting the precious present

Happiness wont chase you always

Choices wont knock your door

Chances wont be up forever

The other door may close

And you have to move on

Swallow the regrets

Swallow the lump of hurt in your throat

And leave the memories behind

Grab the chance for new memories

A fresh start, a new chapter

For a life filled with no regrets

Just do it, carpe diem

© Dipti Agarwal

25/10/2012

Coin Flip

The dreams the nightmares
And the heart wishes
All get hopelessly enmeshed
But what keeps u awake at night
The good, hopes or the fright

The confrontation the evasion
And the escapes
All out there tantalising
But what is finally dealt in life
Soft rosiness or reality checks

Life is dealing an empty hand
Other times a golden bounty
Sometimes ur pillow has salty wetness
And sometimes the music carries u thru.

Of paintings and reveries

Would that I could-
Paint the brightest picture tonight
All in black and white.

And maybe some hues-
Of more than 50 shades of grey
Given life by the moonlight gone astray.

And of the wind-
That makes the dark trees dance and sway
Singing in my hair, carrying me away.

To some romantic place-
Where You live life, laugh and cry
With hands that hold, loving and kind.

What is fear

Not that of the dark
But the black empty night
Or the sudden rush of light that shuts your eyes
Or still, the stark stranger of truth
Not clad in black nor in white
And in his eyes, you see what you want.

Or is it fear
When the spiral goes downwards steady
Your fingers clutching at air
Or yet, those same fingers
Jump up to touch the glimpse of a dream
And both visions vanish in the puff of a smoke

But fear truly is
When you miss a sure step on the stair
When you look at the mirror and forget urself
When you lie awake and think nothing
When the ghosts of the pasts haunt you
And yet somehow, the totem keeps on spinning

Being You

Sometimes you look, but don’t see
A smoky cloud dulling your vision,
But what you do see is a light
That is coming from inside of you.

A fire to light the passion
A beat to liven the music,
A colour to brighten the horizon
A thought to lead your life.

Follow the inner light
Follow the guiding passion,
Live & lead your own life
Not pulled by a carrot from others.


© Dipti Agarwal
19/07/2012

Rented Reality

There is a red sky out tonight,
The clouds breaking the blue,
The stars are reading your destiny
And aeons past seeing the naked moon.

The words slide up my throat,
As strange thoughts fill the mind,
Some morbid fascinations are abound
And fantasy leads to the dreams tonight.

But the night is heavy with heart,
As the borrowed vision opens my eyes,
Every breath takes in the rented wind
To win this life, or to die.


Dipti Agarwal
04/07/2012

Realisation

When the storm starts welling up inside you

And your eyes have liquid feelings...

For someone you might have given your heart to

But he doesn’t care about a thing.

And you realize that just maybe

It wasn’t love at all...

It was just to have someone to love

And your heart took the fall.

Don’t feel bad about it

Don’t regret a thing...

Every piece falls in place at the right time

And every step matches the beat.

© Dipti Agarwal

27/05/2012

Letting Go

When the voices haunt the winds
And sing to you,
Let go.

When the music plays inside you
And words drive deep,
Let go.

When the faces form tears in you
And eyes overflow,
Let go.

When the absences burn inside you
And presence a need,
Let go.

When memories lose yourself in you
And you in them,
Let go.

And when the blessed dark calls to you
To hide for a while..
Go, and let yourself go.


© Dipti Agarwal
11/05/2012

In This Moment

No more the person I was yesterday
No more the person I will be,
I am somewhere caught in the middle
Just going where the road will lead.

Living inside a bubble of today
Living outside the world of normality,
I am somewhere just dreaming along
Dreaming until the prick of reality.

Dipti Agarwal
30/04/2012

Badalte Rang

Koi acha lage to kyun
Bura to bhi to,
Dil ke waqt ke angan mein
Mausamon ka silsila.

Ret fisalti jati to kyun
Pakden par to kaise,
Dil ke sahilon ke kinaron se
Kashtiyon ka silsila.

Aas pas koi ho to kya
Dooriyan ho bhi to,
Dilon ke milne ke lamhon ka
Khatam na ho silsila.

Dipti Agarwal
30/04/2012

Little high

Thoda paani ikatha hua tha bahane ke liye,
Kuch dard ikatha hua tha mitane ke liye,
Akhir wo gham hi kya, jo peeya na ja sake.

Dipti Agarwal
24/04/2012

Twinkling Nights

My piece of sky
Where the stars shine down,
Inspiring all-
My time has come.

A belief to power
Through, all the highs and lows,
Burning bright-
My time has come.

The call of heart
Leading to journeys unknown,
With rainbow endings-
My time has come.

Dipti Agarwal
21/04/2012

No ashes. No dust

Somethings are without meaning
You'll never understand,
The times have gone for changing
You and I once had.

Some things are yet escapable
I gotta understand,
Flickers and shadows may remain
Of that we once had.

I wish I had never met you
Held the warmth of your hand,
We could have had it all
But it slipped through like sand.

Dipti Agarwal
22/02/2012

Playing with Fire

Shama jalane walon se kya roothna
Unki baatein bhi aag lagati hain,
Par un sholon se door rehna tu
Jo ik phoonk se man me chingari lagate hain.

Floatel

The boat was bobbing softly
On waters uncharted yet
No set course to follow
No shore to be met.

Drifting with the ocean wind
Lazing unaimingly about
And the little boy sat forlorn
Unable to even cry out.

No one to hear him for miles
No one to touch his heart
No one to feel his misery
No one to watch him die.

Hard Truths

The story has to exist
The words immortalised by being written
Somewhere
Does it even matter?

The love has to cease
Emotions to be drained out of the heart
Anyhow
Does it even matter

Reality changes with people
But the facts remain the same
Feeling
Doesnt matter

He and She

The gates open to that soft fragrance,
That sweet smell he remembered as his own,
But she wasnt waiting for him,
The memory was just his, all alone

He looked for the answers,
For the right combinations of words and silence,
But she was long gone,
Scared away from the deep empty spaces

The night calls to him yet,
But he wont give in, nor will she
The trance flows somewhere in the middle,
The distance now, longer than ever.

Ehsaas tera

Us chaand ki ek jhalak ko taras gaye hum,
Aur chandni bhi thi khel rahi luka chhuppi,
Shishon me hi mila ek ambar humein.

Lamhe guzre, fir beete hisab ashkon ke,
Intezar, ki ek pal hi jahan ho naseeb humein,
Par teri ankhon ke aino me roshni kahan.

Duality

The boy told her he wanted her
Under the spring moon,
With the promise made with a soft kiss
The lovers walked to the room.
The girl thought he loved her
For forever and a day,
The promise made with a loving kiss
The soul mates paved their way.

The moon shimmered in the water that night
Lighting the night sky, dimming the stars,
The waves lapped the distant shore
Rearing their heads, submitting by the hour.
The morning came too soon for them
Each waking up to the others’ reality,
He shook her off with the sand on his shirt
She plucked him out and bled love for eternity.


© Dipti Agarwal
09/04/2012

The Death of Expectation

The night swept us away
On a velvet sea of love,
The music fluttered,
Softly about like a moth,
And some magical moments
Were stolen in a kiss,
Until harsh reality
Came knocking along by.

The words swept us away
On a silken bank of trust,
The feelings fluttered
Softly about in the heart,
And some delicious moments
Were stolen in time,
Until harsh reality
Came knocking along by.

And there wasn’t much to go by
There wasn’t much to feel,
But the moth burnt away in the night,
Its wings, unable to heal.


© Dipti Agarwal
31st March 2012

Some random shit

The sitar tugs my heart strings,
The sound like the cry lodged in my throat,
Words spill out the state of mind,
No place to hide.

Remembering Triveni

Humne agar socha hota kuch bhi,
Tumme ye pal na khote yun hi,
Phulkarion ke dhaage bade kachche hote hain