A Try

A Story

a midday thought to give it a try

A try she never knew she needed

The one she deserved

A ring with an engraved hug

Bound far deeper than the circle it graces.

Structured sanity to her mundane insanity

And fine wine to her sobered soul.

a try that she gave him, 

and in return, got everything mentioned before.

parting through her ways of life

a clear incompleteness yet ignorance

A constant imagery, comparisons, and 11:11 wishes.

She was all right- or so she convinced herself.

Through hollow bookshelves I see her,

she won't stop talking, nor do I want to stop listening

very unknown but yet known in my urge to 'bag her'

That is how he described her

Oh did you see him?

Who?

The guy right beside.

Hmmm

oh, a guy who tried his best not to smile 

a mirror would have made him aware of his rosy bloom and coy curved smile.

if he had looked up she would have known it all

That's how she described him.

a random stroll, an endless scroll

Every sunrise was vibrant tranquillity and set as connectivity.

Roads discovered, Pathways southward

Commonalities discussed, and bucket lists aligned.

'oh I read your blog' 

'how about a cup of brew'

That is how they described everything new.

She, the joy from the show she had never watched

He, the shoulder that she ever called

one entangling day, fatiguing for both

Unaware,

that one hug would unravel the day and 

ignite the dawn of all that's yet to come.

For what's ahead was a conscious decision.

Reminiscing upon one day,

as their footprints dug through

their hearts nurtured there

much beyond the endless blues

And deeper in the sand, they walked.

Pouring hearts out

they felt it

by the seashore.

The sea heard their beats.

They both did.

A try. Hmm

little did she know

The bittersweet joy of smiling, 

knowing he weeps to brighten her day.

The acute feeling of ‘deficiency’ when not finding his ray.

It's an update that feels like she lived his day.

He's the actual gold, keeping her world from turning gray.

Too precious to possess, and even more to confess.

A feeling best said in Shayaris, yet felt in every line she claims.

Inflicting her newly adapted comic self and yet being down to earth,

it's not a try anymore, but a bold declaration just made.

Lost in the wilds, not knowing what she sought for

in a search for pahado ke uss paar wali duniya,

she realized it was just the 94.5% perfect him

For she, the 5 '5, that completed them.