Clichés

You asked what I have to offer? Well nothing much. Few poetries, painted pots and your sketches on coffee dipped sheets. Weird music, witty remarks and book stores of nearby streets. Few jars of nutella, breakfast dates, And wind chimes on your gates. We both know I’m not going to stay. I promise not to… Continue reading Clichés

Poetry on my skin.

Proud on shallow connections, You thrive to earn, All this fake affection, Can’t be a good turn. You ask me to fly, But I don’t want wings, My aim is already high, I don’t need your things. Your energy revolves around the greed, My strength floats within trees. Stop suggesting me to read, I don’t… Continue reading Poetry on my skin.

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,… Continue reading Forbidden

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… Continue reading Shield

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… Continue reading Roads