!!! Sometimes it's just not worth it !!!

Flood of emotions is going through my mind as I try to pen this down. Rage so strong that I am scared my fingers will break the keys and my only way out of this bond. I don't know what should I write as my fingers pain to jot down every feeling I am going through.

Emotions: as simply they are spelled becomes as complicated when they are felt. I simply fail to understand the notion of people when they ruin the simplicity of an emotion by their cunning mind and ruthless approach. As their heart claims to be pure when their vibe is full of hatred and darkness.

A small gesture full of innocence and naive happiness is turned into a mistake of the day when you are being blamed for feeling it and even thinking about it. A simple act of recollecting old memoirs is turned into a pool of hatred.

You cant stop your mind from recalling few happy moments with a person who is responsible for few happy moments and many regrets of your life. And when you do stop it a "message" like "Miss you" can again mess with your head, but before you can reach to grab that light of hope your soul shouts the meaningless emotions behind those two words and you hold your ground strong again.

My heart aches when I feel the suffocation welling up inside me as I try to recollect few happy moments of every broken relationship in my life. Mind stops you from wasting your time and see the reality but heart keeps the hope alive telling you that "All was not bad". But you know deep deep inside your heart though it wasn't all bad but it was bad enough for you and with that your fingers slowly delete the "message" finaly moving towards deleting the memoirs of your few happy moments and many regrets.


Written By - Ritika Patel

!!! As you Came !!!

As the sun says good bye...
And night shines through your eyes...
I know now my life would never be dim...
As you are my forever Sunshine !!!

Dedicated to My Cousin and her Love !!!


Written By - Ritika Patel

!!! Loneliness : My Constant Companion !!!

As I stare outside my window at night
Your memories crawl through the light

As I walk aimlessly on a silent street
My ears are filled with our fighting screams

As my hand tap on my office keyboard
My eyes recalls all the E-mails & SMS we wrote

As I converse casually with my friends and colleagues
All I can hear is our endless conversations & laughing fits

As I eat, talk, laugh and try to be attentive
No one knows pretense & lies is my native

I drank myself to the ruthless night
To stop myself from praying for that one sight

As I constantly surround myself with people
Loneliness plunges in my heart deeper & deeper

As I moved towards his loving care and inviting eyes
Knife of comparisons compels all efforts to die

I tried to forget you in vain
As your love flows through my veins

Wherever I stare outside my window at night
Your memories come crawling through the light


Written By - Ritika Patel

!!! If You Can't Mend a Broken Heart !!!

Never too late to come out of the night....
Never too late to welcome the moonlight....
Never too late to realize your sunshine....
Never too late to realize what 'is' mine....
Never too late to break all illusions apart....
Never too late to shun the broken heart ...!!!


Written By - Ritika Patel

!!! Let me Fly !!!

Freedom is what I seek
When I was with you
I thought I loved you
You thought I surrendered
Bonded in the ties
Of whats wrong & Whats right

Freedom is what I seek
When I was with you
I thought I am happy
Never realizing its transitory

Welling up of Suffocation
As we fall short of Communication
Going away or letting you go
Is not "something" I would like to think
But Freedom is "something" that I seek

Now living without you
I think I am happy
But I am still suffocated
Stranded on the place we parted
You vanished in a blink
But I was disappointed with my feets
As Freedom is what I seek!!

Written By - Ritika Patel "In hope and prayer"

!!! Friendship That I Dreamt !!!

Call me a Dreamer...
But my Dreams are my Identity
I Dream of a Relationship so Pure
I Dream of Someone I adore

Call me a Dreamer...
But my Dreams are my Identity
I Dream of a Friend so Wonderful
I Dream of Friendship so Colourful

Call me a Dreamer...
But my Dreams are my Identity
I Dream of Loving
I Dream of Sharing

Call me a Dreamer...
But my Dreams are my Identity

"I do not dream of a relationship spend under your Surveillance
 I beg your pardon but I was never Taught the meaning of Convenience"


Written By - Ritika Patel " With a Broken Heart"

!!! Love Raising !!!

Understanding Vanished....
Smiles Faded....
Tears Aroused....
Fear Scattered....
Screaming Covertly....
Holding on Foolishly....
Expectations Vanished....
Feelings Banished....
You Got a Crush....
I was Crushed....
You Lied....
I Cried....
You Went....
I Bent....
You were Confused....
I was Overused....
You Killed....
I Died....
But Now From the Ashes
I Again Arise !!!

Written By - Ritika Patel "In Faith"

!!! Moving On !!!

Innocent eyes, and a naïve heart expects nothing, prejudice about nothing, and as the heart beats move on the years passes by, child becomes a man and discover series of emotions all along, waiting and tasting every bit of them , not knowing that every ounce of their feelings is going to leave an non – erasable mark in their life. And every human responsible for generating these emotions in you impacts you in entirely different way.

Isn’t all this enough, that the least of all things like location, places, cities and states also starts making a difference in your life too. I never invited any change of places in my life never have I stopped my self when that changed occur. But I do hope to protect myself from being confused to frustrated to scared to being shattered completely as I go to a new place and after some time have to immigrate again. Every time I move thinking of better or best and if you will ask me to define what is better for you? Or who are you comparing your best with? Silence is all what you will get.

Your soul shivers when someone touches you deep within your heart, Lips tick to smile when some one touches you with feelings so deep said with the simplest of words of humor, Your heart melts when someone touches you with smallest of a gesture. But I do not know how to express what a change in city or place can touch or change you or affect you?

We cannot choose to be born, or we can’t choose not to feel, we can’t even choose to feel either but I just for once wished that god should have given us the power of choosing our own memories and erasing everything which we do not wish to recall. Every journey in my life bestowed me with new people new emotions new feelings. For some I thanked god, for some I loathed God, for some I envy God. If I can’t stop the journey of my life, I cant stop or rather I don’t have any interest of stopping any other journey of my life. But what I wish for is choosing my own memories to be remembered, forgetting every time, I never had a choice of being born even.

Written By – Ritika Patel “Not Exactly knowing what she is getting at”

!!! Why Should I Express !!!

I don't write because that is the only way I can express, I write because that is the only way I can suppress my expressions.

Written By - Ritika Patel

!!! Accept Life !!!

Life is not what we expect, It is what we accept .

Written By - Ritika Patel

!!! BelievE !!!

I dream of reaching hieghts
I try to walk a little every day
Not knowing whether
I am moving towards my goal
or away from it

I dream of flying
I try to, every day
Every time I fall
I wonder whether or not
This is what I am suppose to do

I dream of you everyday
I try to find you in the crowd
I am not aware of my destiny
I am not aware of my future
What I know is - You

I dont know whether
I am suppose to be or not
But I know
We are suppose to be
And we will be...
And this is what keeps me going !!!

Written By - Ritika Patel in Faith