For a girl


You know-  I know you

not from somewhere,

no mutual friends,

No I haven’t stalked you

well may be once, but regardless

I just know you better

because the heart there is like the heart here

while all your things are important

you love them all

but the most

you love is not a thing at all


you remain emotional at times

most of the times

ah, the butterfly!

the crazy guy on the street

you sympathize

I know why you hide behind your shades

crazy looks you evade

I do it all the same.


while all you want to be is alone

for no reason; just alone

talk to yourself;

I bet there isn’t anyone that talks to you better

and listens to you better


I know why you smile

wider for lens,

I know why you spend big rupee

but save the pence

I know why you have a different FB name

I know you,

because I do it all the same.


I know you because you are no different

all your reasons would be

the same as the reasons for me

wear the craziest clothes

try to stand out in a place

you might look pretty more

with a made up face

I see what you hide,

Beneath the skin of yours

Beneath you mascara lines


The sharp side of you

jailed within the array of your teeth

speaks the same language as the person jailed within mine

Breathes same as the one beneath my skin

And finds solace in paper cuts


I have similar light in my eyes

As I see in yours,

and in the very same way it ignites

everyday it rises and everyday it dies

In every face and in every soul I see, it resides.


You know,  I know you

you’re different you may claim

Yes !

but the heart you have and the one I do

beats all the same

beats all the same.



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