Fears

Walking through the empty streets, Behind all the crumbling sheets, Listening to my beasts, Crying, on repeat. I know every flower of ceiling, Stumbling under the weight of feelings, Tired of kneeling, Waiting for arrival of healing. My fan is moving, My vision is disproving, All the voices are fooling, Only pain here, is blooming.

Forbidden

Alice and the rabbit hole, You’re making me feel whole. Sleeping beauty and spindle, I’m drowning in your dimple. Aladdin and the lamp, You’re my heart’s stamp. Elsa and her magic, World can be better, just imagine. Me and you, I want this to be true. I know, There are consequences of loving forbidden things,

Hailstorm

Wolves are hollowing at the peak, Birds going total freak. Is this reality or a dream? I can sense some subtle screams. Intense, destructive and cold breeze, Is this city on the verge to freeze? I may sound off, i may sound mad, But this clime is, really bad. In a blink of eye, Earth

Pain is pain

Every time you’re hurt, You keep coming, Your heart, is a heart, Others have machines, just running. I’m sick of these guess games, Haven’t you got any other to blame? Please, stop these claims, Your agony is a result of, your own flames. Kept pushing me, Whenever I offered help. Now, when you are drowning

Death’s poem

You shall see me, Where these horizons meet. Stay here, quite, Please, have a seat. To end your sufferings, I have come a long way. I promise to take your pain Sorrows and all desires away. You have served the sphere, During these days. You still are unaware, Of world’s greatest ways. Don’t strain, come,

Mermaid’s Tale

I met this guy on the shore, He was cool, funny and something more. Bright ocean blue eyes and a strong jawline, With a height, almost fine. Golden hair, perfect lips, He was roaming around the ships. Due to shore’s haze My whole body shuddered under his gaze. He motioned towards me and opened his

Shield

I learned his past present desires to fly, The way he sounds when his demons cry. His scent, voice, fears, Love, was divine. I wanted to claim and make him mine. Under the moonlight, on heart’s call, I was ready to breakdown my heart’s wall. Everything was perfect and fine, until I came to know

Roads

I looked at him while crying, I knew there was no use of trying. You left and moved towards the wood, And I stood there, like you said I should. Every path I take is black, I wonder if you ever going to come back? Whenever these roads try to threaten me, I wish upon

Philistine

You are not an easy memory to erase. You painted the walls green changed the way my wounds heal, moved the tables and rearranged the surroundings, And left me here, grounded. The flowers you left, Paintings you brought , Garden you planted, and the windchime We have got, Everything here, reminds me of you. Darling,

The Journey Begins

Thanks for joining me! Good company in a journey makes the way seem shorter. — Izaak Walton