Eternity & Beyond


I wish I could have you here with me,

Hold your hand as and when I please,

Hug you tight when I feel incomplete,

A life without complications is all I plead,

Things would be so easy indeed.


To love and care for you is all I seek,

Be your go-to person at any time during the week,

Hold your hand and hold you tight,

Never ever let you out of my sight.


I feel I’m perfect for you and no one else is close,

I’d love you with all I have and this nobody can oppose,

I think what stops you is the fact that I’m not your type,

But has any other guy before been worth the hype?


What I think you need is someone who makes you feel loved,

Someone who makes you realize what you’re worth,

Someone who puts an effort in you and your wellbeing,

Someone who makes you realize you’re worth cherishing,

Someone who will never get tired of all your cribbing,

Someone who adores you and your fussy eating.


I adore you so much it makes me insecure,

Cause I know it’s not going to be long before someone figures out your allure,

People don’t see it now cause you’re in a carbon state,

Put through some tests and it’ll reveal your diamond ways.


Sometimes I feel the dark and repeal the light,

No vision in my deemed eyes,

Lost in thought so scared inside,

Wishing you were here to hug me and say it’s alright.

The First Hour

In the first hour of talking to her,

I didn’t know what was going to happen.

She was one among the crowd,

Not different at all.


In the second hour of talking to her,

There was something special.

She was not the same person,

Turned unique all of a sudden!


In the third hour of talking to her,

She looked into my eyes!

I stood transfixed in her gaze,

In my stomach were butterflies.


In the fourth hour of talking to her,

She looked in my eyes again.

Silent words were exchanged

between our gaze.


In the fifth hour of talking to her,

I realised I wanted to wrap her in a hug.

Just make her realise how special she is,

And whisk her away from the world.


I took a silent oath that day,

Never to let her go past my gaze.

Not a day has gone by since,

That my heart I haven’t tried to convince.


The next day that I saw her,

Those beautiful eyes looked in mine again.

It felt like I’d known her forever

And we were already speaking of pasts and future.


That day I knew we were meant to be.

Whether it comes true or not,

We’ll just have to wait and see!


For now all that I know,

Those beautiful eyes are in what I’m lost!

Trying to find a way to get used to that smile,

For it causes my breath to pause and my heart to frost.

-The Travellothoner

My Kinda Woman

Out of the 7 people billion people in this world,

3.5 billion to pick and choose from.

And yet here I stand in front of the universe,

Waiting to find the one I’d call My Kinda Woman.


Some prefer sexy while others prefer tall,

Some prefer athletic while others prefer a doll.

3.5 billion types to choose from,

But somehow I struggle to even find a date to prom.


As I sit here writing about my preferred woman,

Thus evolves a vague image in my head.

Someone I hope who keeps me on my toes,

Someone who shares with me all her woes.


An independent woman who knows her way,

A wonderful woman who’ll brighten my day.

With an effortless smile and a contagious laugh,

Someone personifying my world in a photograph.


Unapologetically herself perfect in her imperfection,

A woman so awesome that she can be humble.

To you dear lady I say you’ve made my dreams come true,

You’ve made me realise the wonders my heart can do.


-The Travellothoner

The First Time

Your smile makes me smile,

Your laugh makes me laugh.

Your eyes are enchanting,

You make my thoughts seem daft.


Since the day I first laid eyes on you,

My feelings grew and grew.

In that first conversation, my knees clicked and clacked,

And those butterflies flipped and flapped.


And as I spill these simple rhymes,

My mind goes over time and time.

Why didn’t I ask you to dance,

During that slow song of endless romance?


I hope this doesn’t seem too creepy,

Please don’t think my thoughts have flown too freely.

Just know that what I speak is true,

And that I have fallen deeply for you.

The soul twin

Gorgeous smiles with the cleanest heart,

With that awesome yoga bod that sets her apart.

The loveliest voice and the most contagious laugh,

Hogging on greens like a healthy giraffe.


Gifted with the most talented hands and a creative mind,

Patient enough to teach art to the blind.

Carefully making cartoons and spreading countless smiles,

I challenge you to find a substitute within a thousand miles.


A forever perfectionist always wanting to hone her skills,

A friend who’d always accompany on your journey up the hills.

A human sponge absorbing everything thrown her way,

A child like attitude allowing her to learn new things everyday.


A human who’d always understand the puzzle in your head,

A person who’d never let you go upset to bed.

And somehow deep down you’d identify with her all the way,

Your thoughts and attitude match like the number of hours on any given day.


Consider yourself lucky if your match you’ve found,

Its as difficult as finding a needle in a haystack buried under the ground.

I love you with all my heart and every inch of my soul,

You’re as dear to me as to a miser his gold.

The Road Trip

Seldom taking the solitary way up the road,

Finding a contradictory comfort in the radio static aboard.

Or grab your people and make a move,

Blast some music and dance and groove.


Move at dawn before the birds start to chirp,

Bring along a coffee or smoothie to slurp.

Away from the concrete jungle into the natural bliss,

Onto the vacation that was thoroughly missed.


Hit the empty roads at blistering speeds,

Some necessary exercise your car seldom needs.

300 miles of pure heavenly peace,

The beautiful clouds and scenery bringing your mind at ease.


Listen to music aloud or in your mind you sing,

And later regret the stuff you forgot to bring.

A chance to reflect on your thoughts and actions so far,

A romantic affair to rejuvenate that long lost love with your car.


Call it luck or a moment of serendipity,

Your finest bunch confined in such close proximity.

A much needed gathering to pour your heart and share,

With ample time for each and everyone to spare.


Its about the journey and the people around,

The stories and emotions and the laughing sounds.

It is said the journey is what makes the destination whole,

So enrich your mind and rejuvenate your soul.


Sometimes its important to lose yourself in order to get found,

Making ties and memories life is forever bound.

And along the way your scars will heal,

Make you stronger, smarter, happier and bring new emotions to feel.


-The Travellothoner

The one I call Yoda


She’s not the shade of olive green,

Nor three feet tall or super lean.

But in many ways a teacher to whom I go,

Teaching me life lessons and helping me grow.


She’ll be found gazing through a window,

Or working in front of a screen.

Sipping on the coffee she so happily brews,

Pondering about feasting on her next cuisine.


She’s a very intelligent woman,

Always gives great advice.

She’s humble, hilarious and honest,

And a very good wife.


An undisguised beauty,

she holds within her heart.

Always working on ways,

To make the change start.


She’s like a rose that grew out of concrete,

Talking to her is nothing short of a treat.

Unapologetically honest she’ll let you know,

An honest believer in quid pro quo.


She’s fun to be around, more so when drunk,

As peaceful and sorted as a Buddhist monk.

She’s mean to me like any bestfriend would,

But on my side she’s always stood.


I can assure you that I am being sincere,

When I tell you I will always be near.

This distance can only keep us physically apart,

But you’ll forever have a place in my heart.


-The Travellothoner

The paradoxical being


She was a phantom of delight,

When first she gleamed upon my sight.

A carefully packaged paradoxical being,

But in reality the complete opposite of what I was seeing.


A hopeless believer in the doings of fate,

Always talking about wanting to procreate.

A constant source of chronic stress,

But today for you my admiration I profess.


To call her normal would be totally absurd,

To describe her is impossible in one word.

But if a word for her I had to pick,

Fighter is the one with which I would stick.


She’s been fractured and hurt,

Broken down and messed around.

But you can bet on her to brush it off,

To work for her ambition she is forever bound.


She may have lost a move but not the game,

It’ll only burn brighter that fighter’s flame.

That inspiring work ethic and that aggressive drive,

Its been a treat and an honour to see her thrive.


She’s a vixen with a taste in vintage wine,

Expensive taste and a gorgeous smile.

And oh dear girl to you I say,

Push all you want but I am here to stay.


-The Travellothoner

Mrs. Melodrama


I have a friend who personifies the word,

Her thoughts and reactions are often absurd.

Her normal day is a page taken out of a dramatic script,

Her life a big fat melodramatic manuscript.


Our story began in the most unexpected way,

Thanks to all the attention to her I had to pay.

But in the end I admit it has all been worth it,

My coffee always tastes sweeter when with her I sit.


To see her journey has been anything but entertaining,

A journey that radiates a lifetime of learning.

A combination of sugar and spice and everything nice,

Sometimes as hot as fire, sometimes as cold as ice.


A person smiling brighter than the sun,

An innocent soul that trusts everyone.

Her bubbliness and resolve always undeterred,

A total cutie in every sense of the word.


I love her like a rabbit does his carrot,

A person as talkative as a moody parrot.

Chugging green tea when we do beer,

One of a kind in the Eastern Hemisphere.


-The Travellothoner