Don't feel pain, do you? Don't snivel, don't chuckle do you? (Dabbled on the floor) don't even crawl, do you? Acceptance of a disguised defeat? Will has died, wounds have dried. "Hope" lying beside the feet. "Great", is a conjecture (now), "Nice" is a luxury; "fine" is a dream. Marrow-less spine, battered to bow. Is… Continue reading the man in the mirror | a bitter introspection
If I could catch the green lantern of the firefly, I could see to write you a letter. If I could tame the ferocious sea, I could wash those long darkling hair. If I could get drenched in the morning dew of the leaves, I could muster the memories of your touch. If I could… Continue reading a lover
What do you want to know about it? It feels Heavy, like a force pulling you down, stronger than the sun, pulling those planets, stronger than, a dying star, the dying love, murdering itself, & of course, the lovers, stronger than a mother’s calling to her stolen child. Lures you to take the fall, and […]
Let's die tonight. Let the mistakes, the blunders, the sins, you once committed, be engraved on your heart, and, let's stop that heart from beating, racing, ceasing every time, those sins come by, those lies are heard, those promises are broken, that trust is lost, in front of the closed eyelids. So, let's stop that… Continue reading let’s die tonight
Her, the personification of the ferocious fire, the calm water, the elegant breeze, the merciless mountains, the generous waterfalls. Her hair, is like the night sky dancing, as she walks. the endearing short stature, compliments the bronze skin, for which she appears like an adorable godchild, setting everything straight, with that pure smile. Her eyes,… Continue reading ode to Her
This one's for Us. It's called Us. And, no it's not a song. Just a simple verse. Us. The two letter word that, That binds together Two persons? Two souls? Two birds. Flying in the open sky Across the clouds And the seas The lands and The times they Smiled at each other… Continue reading us – the simple verse
And as I was being pulled out of my college, by a friend, who dragged me across the road, to catch an Auto-rickshaw and stopped one, for our destination, I was thinking this is the most miserable day I could ever have. No, I wasn't drunk, but I recently had an anxiety attack. You see,… Continue reading and still, he smiles.