My Parallel Self

  

The theory of parallel universe, I find a sense of peace here.

And wish it was true & not so unreal.

 

It says I split the world in two,

every time I choose one thing from two.

I stay here with the side I picked,

while my parallel self sees the things, I chose to miss.

 

The more I realize the more I fear,

What if I select and regret what’s real?

It comes with a burden that I have to bear,

& always I wish I don’t end up in tear.

 

There have been times when I envied the other.

But was there anything to make myself feel better?

I know, I know not how it turned out there,

Is she settled or she too thinks it’s not fair?

 

Whatever it maybe, I do feel contended.

‘cause I know for sure, I got what I wanted.

Maybe not here but its real somewhere.

Although its not me, its me who got there.

 

                                                                                              - BORA

Shiny Things I Found

 

I saw a star falling onto the ground.

I was late to catch it but when I looked around,

it was a melody from afar that came as a sound.

Bright and warm, with a color profound.

Listening to it, there I stood astound.

 

At every beat, falling deep deep down.

I fell in love, like a king for his crown.

I made a song from it and called it my own.

I wanted me to change, explore outside my zone.

I've been singing it since then, through my ups and down.

 

Now my heart beats with that melody every dusk and dawn.

Only one thing I got wrong, I feel I was clowned.

The song that I love is not my crown.

It made me a king who loves his town.

Here I share, the Shiny Things I Found.

 

                                                                                              - BORA