Imperfect

 Scars. Tan. And dark circles. 

No make-up. No mascara. Frizzy hair. 

No waxing, no manicures. 

She wasn't easily noticeable. 

Her smile was the most carefree one.

Books, notes, scribbles. 

Pen, ink, markers. 

Glasses, magnifiers, notebooks. 

She wasn't a graduate, 

Her knowledge was deep.

Broken, lost, clueless. 

Wandering heart, lonely mind. 

Trusting till it hurt. 

Her relationships were not fruitful. 

She never gave up on Love.

It is not society that defines perfection for us, 

It is we who define perfection for ourselves. 

And confidence is the best form of 

Being perfectly imperfect.

~ Suranya

Musafir

Ae Musafir, 

Mere khwabo ka humsafar hai Tu.

Jab manzil dhund ke thaka yeh dil 

Tabh jaake yoon samjhe hum 

Ke yeh safar toh kabhi 

Manzilo ka tha hi nahi.

Safar tha apne aap se bahar aake 

Khud ko dekhne ki 

Tujh mein kho ke, khud ko dhune ki.

Aur khud ko paake, 

Tere paas aane ki.

Manzil toh safar hi tha mera 

Jisme Tera sath pana tha.

Ab manzil ka kya karna, 

Jab Tera pyar pa liya.

~ Suranya

Yaad

Badi muddatoh ke baad tujhe yaad kiya humne.

Tujhe yaad karke Rab ka ibadat kiya humne.

~ Suranya

You & I

You and I have a border 

Of earthly separation between us. 

To my people, you are a fringe of my imagination 

And I, a flesh and blood reality. 

But somewhere in my heart I know, 

That in some distant parallel universe, 

I am your dream, while you are their reality.

Our love is eternal, 

Beyond these shackles of mind, 

Because apart or together, 

I always feel you within me. 

For I know now 

Bound to society 

And the cycle of time and life, 

People leave, Souls never let go.

~ Suranya

Elixir

 O Beloved, 

What is this intoxication I feel? 

Greater than the mountains, 

Stronger than the wine, 

Is it the elixir of life or the sweet freedom of death?

You are near yet far, 

You are in everything and nothing. 

You are above and below; 

You are in them and in me.

What is this trick you play, O Lover?

This Fakira surrenders her soul to you, 

She is nobody, no identity, 

Just a floating cluster of energy in Your chaos.

You open up with all Your mysteries 

Only when I am ready to drink from your cup, 

Filled with knowledge to quench my thirst for You. 

Unlearning all that I acquired in the journey, 

You light up my path in new realisation. 

Reveal your treasures in front of my eyes, 

And let this Fakira open up to you 

With all that You have left in me, 

Hope, Faith and Love.

~ Suranya

Truth

UNPOPULAR OPINION: TRUTH IS A MATTER OF PERCEPTION.

IT IS NEVER UNIVERSAL OR ULTIMATE.

Truth is a matter of perception. What you call your truth can be different from mine. People say the only truth is Universal Truth. But then, there is a thing called Universal Truth. Because every truth is based on an idea upon which one may agree or disagree.

~ Suranya

Trust

If you are close to me, and you lie on my face, trust me, things will never be the same again. I can smile at you, pretend things are fine, but I will never trust you again.

~ Suranya

Close

 "Sometimes it is difficult times that bring two hearts closer."

- Suranya

Apathy

 "Sometimes it is wrong to assume we understand others pain, until we face it ourselves."

- Suranya

Night

The night is young. Twinkling stars blinking down with hope. Clouds of dreams floating on the Midnight breeze.

Unveiled in the sunlight, the sky is exposed with its own magic of star dust. Tiny fireflies make fairy lights for the forest. The ocean creates waves that dance to the tunes of the rustling leaves. The moon creates a spotlight over their performance tonight. It is time to dream. To feel. To know. That the universe is right here, around us, waiting. For our souls to know, ask and answer questions, it rarely asks the world of reality under the sun.

~ Suranya

I write about Love

I write about Love.

A love I may not feel.

I write about eternity,

But end, I will one day reach.

Scribbles and rantings.

Pen and paper.

Secret dreams. Deeper meanings.

Emotions explored.

In the end, it all joins in a dot.

For I write about worlds.

Known and unknown.

Yours and Mine..

~ Suranya