731 days of mermaid

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”

Illusion.

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 fixContinue reading “Illusion.”

//Love is Love//

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 lipsshoutingContinue reading “//Love is Love//”

// ‘V’ sign of tears //

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 ignoreContinue reading “// ‘V’ sign of tears //”

// zoning out from blog//

Not writing this week? Want to know what piques my anxiety? Ask me a question.It’s not people that I’m scared of but myself. My words aren’t forced, they come to me, like rain, forming clouds slowly pouring out of my body. My fingers forge the sky and I embody the universe. But I suppose universeContinue reading “// zoning out from blog//”

Send words/prompts

Hello beautiful people,I’m feeling disconnected from blog and this September I’m about to complete 2 years on WordPress.So to keep me going I invite you for words/ prompts you want me to write on and I’ll  post poems/rants out of them till October.You can send suggestions by commenting on this post or you can mailContinue reading “Send words/prompts”

The art of holding on

Holding on doesn’t always have to be about people or the stained memories, it’s more complex than what we know. I often leave my poems and pause midway to reminisce the fleeting moments, to find you there once again, which apparently has become my favourite thing to do.I always try to find my face there, tryContinue reading “The art of holding on”

Poems and women

If my poems were womenthey will love you tillone of us is out of blood,will make flowers out of your fleshand bury the remnants in the mud.They will drag you to the top of hillsand dare you jump off without second thoughtthere must be moments of pretty love but wild hearts is all that IContinue reading “Poems and women”

This poem is whole.

I have heardpeople complainingabout writersnot writingtheir whole heart,always tryingto hide some part.And I have seenpeople trying toexplorethe unknown;like writersare not people,like they arenot their own.And I always thinkwhy is that so after all?So hereI’m puttingmy whole heart(with all the pieces)in this poemand nowThis poem is whole.

If I was a writer

If I was a writerI’d write you love lettersperfectly foldedin the scent of windhidden under the silk sheetsfrom me to youit can be a gift.And I’d dip my pen in your hairto check the length of your curlsand to steal the ink from you;Your skin is a rainbow.And I’d steal all your worrieslike the rainandContinue reading “If I was a writer”