Mysterious Realizations!

It used to smell like a holiday. Now, it leaves most wondering, “Is it December already?” “December” used to paint pictures of Clear skies with sparkling stars, Fun fairs that lit up the entire city, Laughter echoing through circuses, The thrill of giant wheels, Mouthwatering ice cream, And that unforgettable Christmas candy. Now, on these chilling nights, What most want is a glass of brandy.   While the lucky ones are out there Planning to mark the year’s end, Corporate slaves frown at the calendar, It doesn’t even fall on a weekend. A rare blend of emotions stirs within, Caught in a quiet war between time zones, Suspended somewhere in between. Should the unfinished resolutions be mourned, Or should a fresh start be welcomed? Still, a whole month remains to salvage resolutions, And the hearts of hopeful souls Quietly wish for a Christmas miracle! This post is a part of Blogchatter Blog Hop     #BlogchatterBlogHop

 What is in the name you always teased..... But as I read yours now, besides mine,  I cannot help but wonder, Did your soul, find another home? I hope it did, I sincerely hope there's a six month old out there who just hiccuped, And I wonder maybe someday this child would walk into a bookstore and pick a book up, While flipping through it; may be he stops at page 139, and read your name besides mine, And maybe just maybe he would have a déjà vu .... My name, after all, is incomplete without you!!!                                                     ~ Neha Mahendrasinh Parmar  

  Where were these people in your life? My blood boils from the sound of their cry... Sending you off with that spilling pot, Is the same who left you in this "Home" to rot? Sitting by the Phone in that ragged shawl... You breath your last, hoping for the return of that unanswered call.... Crying their hearts out, are your son and wife... Where were these people all their life?

The thing about hope is, it's like that bad habit that attaches itself too fast and never wants to leave, The thing  about hope is it feeds on your fear of losing, acting like its your only companion left. But what if the thing you are hoping for is already lost? That's the thing about hope, it plays with your ability to draw the line where patience end,  Giving up is not always the worst choice we make!                                                    ~ Neha Parmar

I do have that tinge bit of volatility, In partnership of “ginger” like companion, I can soothe you,  And sure I can stop your heart from turning stone cold.... But when boiled too much I can leave you burnt! With that seasonal variation of your mood, even if you can add or delete the rest of ingredients, I would be that cherished companion! But Beware! My absence can lead to side effects, After all I am addictive just like My Tea 😘.                                            ~Neha Parmar 

Today I felt a déjà vu, there was this sound, which reminded me of you.... Hidden it has been deep  inside my core. Your Laughter is something I have always adored! How foolish of me to not have known, That's how inside me love has grown!

Each and every day, I try and keep my demons at bay, but as the night descends, & I feel the aching yearn, Slow and steady the demons return......! And in the dying light, I hear them whisper.... We are inside you, Are you trying to forger us dear? I put up my finest smile, As they entrap my soul in chain,  After all am a human, I have a reputation to Maintain!                               ~ Neha Parmar

I wonder which unknown world I have come, Where sky's covered with this flowery dome, Where the street looks like pure gold, A land perhaps where no one grows old, And the river as clear as crystal, It all seems to me like a riddle, Where life, they say is easy, But one without struggle makes me dizzy, Maybe that's the reason I feel lost, Cause hell is where I originally belong! ~ Neha Parmar