What keeps us going?
What drives us?
What motivates us to get our butts out of our beds every single day?
Is it love?
Is it hope?
Is it fantasy?
Is it our sense of belonging in the universe?
Is it our natural instinct for survival as a species?
Is it the seeming rewards of life?
Is it desperation?
Is it boredom?
Or is it just plain cluelessness?
To live inside your head, what a terrific boon that would be
To live inside your head, where the grass is always green
To live inside your head, just a slight manipulation it would involve
To live inside your head, where the heart is content and troubles not heard of
To live inside your head, on your face—ever a smile
To live inside your head, where you are king and get to control everything
To live inside your head, ecstasy all the while
To live inside your head, a dream so fragile.
The flawless night sky,
Stretching into the horizon
The cool breeze,
Carrying with it stories untold
90’s Rahman playing in the background,
Setting the perfect mood
Half-finished glasses of Johnnie Walker, a beautiful gold,
Glistening in the moonlight
Perched at a safe elevation, two silhouettes,
Legs dangling in the air
An easy bonding, breezy conversations,
Countless tales unfold
A tear or two, the pain that wasn’t deserved,
Excruciating at times, bearable at others,
Empathy rejoiced
A reassuring smile broke through, another grateful one followed,
Chests were cleared,
One shoulder, two heads.
Moments re-enacted, feelings revisited
Passions talked about, musings mused
Warmth prevailed
The night wore on, our youths shone bright
Our never-ending dreams, our unrelenting souls
It was just us,
Only you,
And I.
A Sight into My Psyche 