Orchid Thoughts!

This is inspired by the monologues at the beginning of the film "Marriage Story". I decided to keep a few lines the same, as they resonated with me, and let my imagination take care of the rest. What I love about him... he is articulate. He will have anyone hooked from the first five minutes of a conversation. He is very passionate about things that bring him joy, especially his craft. He works tirelessly and is dedicated towards chasing his dreams.   He is very self-sufficient—that man can cook himself dinner, sew a button, iron his shirt and clean up after himself. He never lets his jealously or insecurity get the best of him which I think I always do. He takes all of my moods steadily, he doesn't give into them or make me feel bad about them.   For someone who loves to stay only in his boxers, he's a great dresser and dancer. He never looks embarrassing, which is hard for a man. He is very composed. He loves being a host. He loves all the things you're ...

You've found me wandering alone in your streets, Lurking in the darkness, "Oh! What a treat." Sing me a lullaby, my sweet Devil, Put me under your spell. Take me for a spin with your dazzling eyes, Like we're at the carnival on a carousel. Sink your teeth deep into my neck, Whilst you defile my body's flesh. Sing me a lullaby, my sweet Devil, Paint me into something new. Touch your lips to mine, poison me, Color me in your favorite shade of blue. 

Sometimes people give out a persona. Some are like the bright yellow summer, while some are like the chilly winter nights. Some are like roller coaster rides that give you the thrills, while others are like horror movie nights that leave you with the chills. But only a handful of people give out the persona of a home, which in my case was you.    A place where I was happy, calm, safe, and content all at the same time. Standing in the balcony to the sight of you watching the rainfall with so much amusement was my happy place. When I woke up in the middle of the night with a nightmare, having you comfort me back to sleep was my calm place. Well, wrapped in your arms, while I heard you say, "There is nothing in the world I wouldn’t do to protect you" with a kiss on my forehead, well, that was my safe place. As the morning rolled in, and I woke up to the sight of the sun's light falling on your face while your fingers caressed mine, gazing into your eyes as you smiled at m...

Disclaimer: This is my very first trial at writing something in Hindi, be kind. Ek samaa hua karta tha jab ek hi dariya ke musafir the hum Kya bul gaye woh dariya tum? Ek hi disha mein chalthey raahi the hum Kya bul gaye woh raahe tum? Haatho mein haath dal, hooto peh muskhaan dal, ek dusre ke dun gun gunaathey Sufi the hum Kya bul gaye woh gaane tum? Soothey jaagthey, uthey baithey, saath hasthey saath roothey, ek dusre ke baaho mein liptey Aashiq the hum Kya bul gaye woh Aashiqui tum? Bas unhi lamho ke beech ki raath thi, jab main mehfoos thi tumhari baaho mein, aur pyaar tha tumhare aakhon mein, thoda aur kaske ke pakdi thi tujhe jaise sardiyo ke mausam mein khudko kambal se oodlethi thi taaki jism ko chubthi hawa mujhthak na pohchey, kyu ki mere woh rahat the tum Tumhare khando peh apna sir rakhhe, bahuth der se kuch kehney ki naakaam koshish, sookha hua gala aur dhadakthey dil ko kaabo kar aakhir mein tumhare khaano mein halke se maine Kaha tha “kabhi ...

Please don’t mind me saying this  I think of you a lot these days  Admittedly, more than I should  Please don’t mind me saying this In my head, I play the supercut of us Of stolen kisses when times were good Please don’t mind me saying this I dance to your tune a lot these days Admittedly, stumble more than I should Please don’t mind me saying this In my head, I play a different version of us Of stealing kisses not crying tears of blood Please don’t mind me saying this  I miss you

Riding my bike down the hill, My heart sinking with a different kind of chill. Walking down the beach with salt in the air, Close my eyes to feel the wind in my hair. Remember I told you I was a tsunami? Asked you to stay clear of my agony. You said, “Honey, I’m the breeze”, The only thing unaffected by the seas. Looking at the waters today I see what you meant, The gust even makes the dangers of waters descent. This cold breeze making the sea look so serene had me feeling something true Now with the waters in my eyes and salt in my mouth, I wish I could tell you I’m missing you.