STORYTELLER- TRUE LIES

​”Hand in hand 
– those evening walks.
Those silly stories you mumbled
late night
gazing at the stars for long.
All were lies.
For love does forgive a sin.
and not make excuses to stay away.”

…. the storyteller gazes at the night sky.
Same stars.
Not memories but True Lies.

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STORYTELLER(7)

One night it was love
narrating her woes with friendship.
Love didnot know that friendship
would come up this bad a person.
On hearing love
Misunderstanding stood up.
Topics changed. 
Misunderstanding fought with love.
A long fight though
ended with love in tears.
Love was true yet couldnot convince.
Misunderstanding chose to deny.
Fight got intense and ended love broken
having lost all respect.
So it was time to leave.
Love was hurt,…..crying
a lot.
Finally misunderstanding calmed
and could understand
that love was true.
Words saved the scene.
Though love was hurt
yet stayed.
…………………………………

A sound broke in and he woke up.
I guess the storyteller had a nightmare.

STORYTELLER(6)

” Things appear magical
People seem more beautiful..”

He felt a different happiness
when her thoughts hugged him.
“I love your smile…it’s unique
but it’s rare on your face..”

Even today he looks at the mirror
yet unable to get her words.
Today is her birthday.

“I fear to text you now
Maybe my text won’t end.
Someone find me words.

You have been special for me
It has been a journey
a beautiful story
It has been you..
Happy birthday puffy.”

The stories kept framing…
Sweet dreams for the storyteller.

STORYTELLER(5)

“Will you help me out tomorrow?
Just some stuff of few hours..”
“Fine!”
The next day was her birthday.
He was happy-
few hours out and
just two of them.
“Which one- green or peach?”
“Peach!”
He chose her earrings.
She bought them.
It was her day the next ;
he was happy.
Eyes winked- some pause.
Lunch talks had no end.
……………………………….
“I had a nice time,..you?”
“Me too..”
– the story didn’t pause
nor did the storyteller.
“I miss your smile..”

STORYTELLER(4)

As some other night
the 27th of October seemed the same…
He was awake late.
After a fight over phone
all stars had denied him dreams.
As such the night went
but the morning cold winds
caught him asleep…calm and sound.
Yet the phone messed it up again-
it was her…
“I can’t believe it..
tough.
I had made a promise
but dunno why I made this mistake..
I love you..sorry to trouble you for so long..”
…………………………………………………….
– and as such this storyteller went on with his dream…
“I love you…puffy..”