We were together from the beginning,Him and I;He smiles down at meAnd here I am,Helpless. Bewitched.By an unannounced law. His blinding aurafollows me whenever I goOmnipresent;So, I just smile at him in responseand like a dropkeep going with his flow. Says I’m the only one for him,only one capable of life.
It’s almost dawn and like any other day;I am looking for something to hold on to. A popular and supposingly brilliant quote “you find happiness when you look for it” is here again but I feel like I’m done.How can I look for happiness when all I feel and see is my failing attempts to… Continue reading Seasons?
My being is hanging out with the thought of being myself at almost all the times and the urge to be anything but me.Thought is an act of violence. The urge to be somethingbut me, is the violence against what I am. The urge to be nowhere but near you. Is it possible for a… Continue reading A City of heartbreaks
A poem, you ask? I sit here and think, wondering whatwe are, when doors are shutTight and hard. Alright, I will come with you for the trippy fight;also, came with my freshly chewed skin,All the prose and adjectives are hereWe’ll keep them the way they have always been. Let me give you a guilt trip… Continue reading Things that matter.
Centuries ago, during thecourse of evolution, humansbrought the whole speciestogether, on the base ofOne belief system; Religion.We thrived. They say nothing lastsforever; humans have this obsessionwith change,To know more, To be more. And now ( fast forward to ‘I’ )As ‘act of God’I see my country mouldingbeliefs of generations.God has now become a toolTo control… Continue reading Gods are dying in my country.
In his Letters to Milena, Kafka wrote,‘You are the knife I turn inside myself;that is love. That, my dear, is love.’ And I can’t help but wondernumber of times I ate my own skinto feel your touch on my lips.And number of times I died,trying to reason with unknown.In search of words I travelthrough my… Continue reading I’m dying poetry
Here’s to unbelievable 2 years. I am very fortunate to stick around here for this long time and of course it’s all because ALL OF YOU. Thank you very much for believing in my words and staying here. Your constant support keep me going. I changed my blog URL this August ( in first week)… Continue reading 731 days of mermaid
Reblogging/ re-posting this, because my reach ( along with visibility of blog to people) and will to write here, is messed. I once heard someone say The world inside your head is barren, But I brush that thought away For who they are to think they know. The spring came but I failed to fix… Continue reading Illusion.
Words will leave meat the end of this poemjust like your loveleft societies and heartsday by day ormaybe it was never there.Maybe I am too delicate.Breathing before I suffocate.Am I too slowto cope up with themornings, days and seconds?But I still am very receptivetowards love, affectionand the foundations ofyour faiths and religions.Everyday I hear lipsshouting… Continue reading //Love is Love//
I see life unfold before me,Like a distant memoryin moments of perfect harmonyyou build your home in my chestrising from the pit of my stomach;And rush into my eyes before I know.World behind you is blurredI try to hold on to it,To a memory, to a moment, to you. And like any other dayyou ignore… Continue reading // ‘V’ sign of tears //