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”

Beloved spring – Poem

It was just yesterdayThat I wrote a poemto the early spring.Blooming flowers in my gardensoothe my heavy heart,every bud glowing green;Spring is a work of art. The hollow earthbeneath my feetis now as lively as a new born,Sometimes I feel I romanticisespring too muchbut, I am not willing to unlearn. It’s April now.It’s sowing inContinue reading “Beloved spring – Poem”

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?”

Paradox

I run into the worldthough I say I hate it, everyday.And romanticise thiszero-fucks-giving prude,emotion less, pathetic generationwhich is proud on our“I don’t care anymore” attitude.We leave our kin,in the search of shelter,ignore close ones andlook for ‘family’ in strangers.You think you’re looking for compassion, but no!You’re looking for pity,for someone to feel sorry,for someone, whoContinue reading “Paradox”

Anything but Human -a poem

We are birds that flock together. Hunting worms, blind to the nature of the ones we’re dying to feed on. We follow each other while pretending to know it all and end up with a worm stuck in our throats. We are not choking, we are not okay either.We are birds;blind, foolish and hungry. OtherContinue reading “Anything but Human -a poem”

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”

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”

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