A Public Apology

I apologise to all the imbeciles I'd befriended. I should have known you were of no good. 
I apologise to long-lost friends. I should have kept in touch, and not just leave you etched in my heart. 
I apologise to the family. I should have said 'I love you' more. 
I apologise to the boyfriend. I should have known what to expect and thanked you much more. 
I apologise to my best friends. I should have given you more credit for bearing with an unbalanced soul such as me. 
I apologise to the nation. I shouldn't have given up hope on you. 
I apologise to AIESEC. I should have fought harder. 
I apologise to Bombay. I should have known you're irreversibly contrasting and clunky. 
I apologise to DeeTee. I shouldn't have taken you for granted. 
I apologise to my health. I should have given you undivided attention. 
I apologise to my conscience. I should have known your insane bouts kept me grounded. 
I apologise to my emotions. I should have known you're the only thing that rendered me my humane-ness.


And I deeply apologise to myself. I shouldn't have undermined you. I shouldn't take away my dependence on your independence. I shouldn't curb your string of emotions or skills. I shouldn't ever let you down. I shouldn't ever leave you deserted. You deserve much more.

The Blind Fury of Love

Watching you sleep, in my arms, it pains my core to let you go away. Your breath on my neck smells like a lost heaven, brings me back to life. The strength of your arms, the warmth of your embrace, the simplicity of your love have only engulfed me and left me intoxicated. The truth in these eyes can conquer many hearts, can break even more. The stillness beside me makes life flow within me.
The delay sparked by greed makes me wanna hastily find the unknown profound. Find the missing link. The real meaning because I've been made oblivious by selfish choices.
The TV has nothing on its screen, like the faces of people who've come and gone.
The blades of the fan keep rotating, never stop, like the love along with anguishing pain.
As you lie beside me, I wanna shut my eyes too, and dream. Not of the euphoric heaven or the boundless love. I wanna be trapped in fury that's devastating, only with hope, that you'll wake up and save me.