You

I saw you.

Again, today.

There you were

a star in my universe.

The only star in my universe.

You are still in my head.

Am I still in your head?

For I have found you

in my despair, tempers.

In a series of dreams with no exits

you stay.

Take your time,

your springs, summers,autumns,

your winters.

You!

One in a million.

You!

From beyond time and space.

You!

You of all would know,

and once you know;

you would know never to let me go.

ON STORIES AND FABLES

( Another poem written by me while thinking about the amount of stories I have been constantly feeding myself with since childhood.Here it goes.)

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She knew of stories from East and West;
of fables and those tales from the past,
of fairies and goblins and
ghosts that come to haunt one from their past.

She knew these stories, she knew them well.
Wrapped them neatly, held them tight.
Safe from the mornings
and the dead of night.

Insane you would call her,
or one would tell.
But she was wise, she knew
one day she would have kids
and a million stories to tell.

--Joyeeta