My new site (and new story)

Today I opened my new site and most probably I'll move to that place from now on. My site link is

And my new post is actually my first completed story. Hope to see you there.

Loving you

Loving is an experiment,

you are my subject;

all conditions have been met,

all rules are being checked.

And I keep wondering where I’m going wrong!

Perpetuate

The picture flipped again,
another one.
Still couldn't fit in anywhere.

So I am standing here alone today...

You offered me a cup of tea,
I asked for your hand;
You took me for a walk.
Now I am lying here alone tonight,
expecting a stroke on my hair
from your caring hands...

You might wanna go for another walk.
But what then?
I am still alone.

The picture kept flipping through.
Flip, flip flop!

I just tried something new. At least I thought I did so. :-P

It's quiet now

In the silence of darkness
I am breathing into you tonight.
Each of my heartbeat
reflects as the sound of yours.
And I am uncertain of the certainty you are willing to offer.
It’s safe in here, in your arms.
It’s like being with myself, only not alone.
It’s a promise of being forever.
And I am drooling over all ‘what if’s,
I never got a chance to discover.

I wonder if I’m wrong
and then if I’m wrong to be wrong.
Isn’t it what I wanted so far?
Isn’t it what a girl dream of?
Then why does it feel so empty tonight,
to be with you, right here, right now?

Certainty was all I asked for,
so I thought.
Now I ask,
if this is what I ever longed for?

This is kind of a counter-part/continuation of the last poem I posted here.

Uncertainity

Dancing on a rope for you-
Up and down; back and forth;
One step firm, but next step makes me wanna fall...
Why is it so hard, damn it- to keep my eyes straight for a while!
To keep my eyes on game!
I know I gotta win this one,
I wanna win this one this time.
I don't wanna hang like a clinging vine,
But I wanna find a solid matter
from what it seems now the surface of the wind!

Tied up/ Writer's block :-D

A bind that holds back,
Like a fear within.
Words get stumbled
and taken aback.
Like a thousand ropes'
Silent conspiracy.
And mind keeps wondering,
How to spell ‘Freedom'!

(I wrote this one some months back, when I wanted to write something badly, but nothing was coming)

Let’s do something stupid tonight!

In a dark, lightning night of August,
one thing lead to another,
and I was there at the pitch black half-broken wooden door of the lone house.
The pavement was shaking in terror, the house was screaming from inside.
Lights were out and the doorknob felt cold against the skin.
It wasn't nice;
Rather it was horrifying- a dreamlike.

The road was empty behind...leading to the lights.
Some known faces were seen far, far ahead.
I could go back through this way...

Or I could stay...stay as long as I can!

My dilemma didn't last long.
Because suddenly it all became quiet and beautiful.
The house wasn't crying anymore, it was calling my name.
The stormy wind was blowing through my skin as a smooth breeze of spring.
From some far away distance there was a warning call.
But it didn't matter to me at all...
It was like being in love,
And truth wasn't different from illusion anymore.

Before storm started blowing harder again,
I spoke to the night at last,
‘It seems tomorrows gonna be a good day to repent,
So let's do something stupid tonight!’

This is a first draft, just now wrote. Please feel free to suggest any changes.