Still waiting

Still waiting, 

for my own fairy tale, 

of mysteries and magic,

with excitement of adventures. 

Having lovely encounters,

enriching my memories, 

from genuine interactions, 

and commonality of interests.

Away from monotonousity, 

this blandness of reality,

an escape to a lifestyle,

of playfulness and spontaneity. 

I don't desire the eutopia, 

nor the blessings of luxury,

but craving for stimulus,

vibe of some leisure.

May be I am tired,

needing some spice,

for sweetness is preferred, 

after the excess of saltiness.

But there is desperation,

a bit of jealousy,

in this world of achievements,

a desire of fulfillment. 

I am still waiting...

Farewell old friends

As I walked, on that path,

with concerns for my health,

Seasons changed, be it summer or rain,

and I kept walking on.

They were there, standing tall,

welcoming me in my stroll,

as shade from heat, covers for rain,

and I recieved them all.

Days passed, so the years,

it was the normal routine,

drought came, so the storm,

but they withstand them all.

Amazing are these lifeform,

acting as home for many,

always giving, so forgiving,

like a happy place for any.

But the world is cruel, 

with stresses in air and soil, 

so, one day I saw them fall..

out of pure agony.

Just a small drain work, 

and digging of its base,

roots broken, protection gone,

strong rainstorm broke their will.

I was heartbroken, 

could only spectate,

grieve the loss and wish,

farewell my friends..from old days.