Moon

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.

Summer

What is summer if not theexcitement brought byfragrance of springtangled in cold wind,running through the hillsdesperately,to reach the soil bloomingin plains?? The sun shinning over treesThe source of light and heatcuring blues of winter patientlyand the pearly clouds aroundplaying hide and seek.Doesn’t the Sky feel dreamy? The enticing aromaof fleshy mangoesis scattered around thespring dominatingContinue reading “Summer”

Garden

Another day while I was trying to escape from the dark, I saw this boy in middle of the park. Everyone was sitting in shade but he sat in open, The smile on his face was near to broken. Instead of sky I started staring him, when our eyes met his went dim. He gotContinue reading “Garden”

Who really is living?

I am envious of street lightsfor they see more than II wish it were possible to borrow another pair of eyes;I’d love to end up in placeswhere my beingis not known;A safe heavento wander alone.Then again the thought of“how do I live?”And the weight of realizationthat I already am doing that here; //who’s living where?MeContinue reading “Who really is living?”

Dictionary

Life is a dictionary of things.Most come and go.Some make us homeothers are at a distance,But none of them are lost.Like tears, they remain,always a part of us.With a few bold decisionsthey say“You can take anything you want.”But, what about the things thatdon’t belong to us?Is it ethical to run and cryfor things?Or do weContinue reading “Dictionary”

30 of 60

Most foolish act is to break down a minute. Time seems to be the most visible truth, unbiased and irrational or it’s engulfed by the past yearning for tomorrow?For half a second, I’ll let the grief leave and try to look for good, for they say, you find happiness when you look for it. ItContinue reading “30 of 60”

A City of heartbreaks

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 aContinue reading “A City of heartbreaks”

Things that matter.

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 tripContinue reading “Things that matter.”

My Poems

My heart is a building/memories blow/like the wind/Seekers shall findhome in my bones/My skin shall alwaysrelive the moments here/even if I go blind/ I draw hearts/on the glass/that shelters dew drops/for love is all I know/And to embrace the pain/is no weakness/For You shall grow/only when You know/ In the hallways/wander hearts/romanticising pain/In the nameContinue reading “My Poems”

Gods are dying in my country.

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 controlContinue reading “Gods are dying in my country.”

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