All my love, lay on a canvas,like a piece of modern art.Visible to all, but you.Understood by few; but you.All my voices, lay on paper,like a fiction, unread by you.I exist as silent words,You, like a humming melody.Both together, a song.Let fate sing it aloud,perhaps melt the barriers,the strangeness in being strangers.You know it, I …
[Poetry] “Vacuum”
Assume you are stuck inside a glass bubble vacuum inside, the apogee of emptiness. You call out for help,but none can hear, You scream in helplessness, punch the walls. Soon you learn the impossibility, face the truth. You try to sing yourself a tune, to calm; But you hear none, you are deaf to yourself. …
[Poetry] “Panic Attack”
An invisible hand, invincible; seems to be squeezing her heart. Suffocating, a bleeding, blinding blur. Her panting, dying breath in sync with the ticking clock. Counting, anticipating the end of time; the end of her painful times. Her skin is on blaze, a raging flame; and she choked by its smoky ash. Her thoughts feel naked, …
[Poetry] “Tonight, I shall stay awake”
Tonight, I shall stay awake to preserve you, secure you. Won't let u vanish, fade at the inception of dawn. My thoughts, my ideas; you are too precious, too dear. The thunder seems to be loud tonight, yet you roar louder, peacefully inside. The storm is furious, notoriously venal yet you are an irenic revolution. Flashing …
[Poetry] “Contradictions of humanity”
We are only left with oxymorons to describe ourself, our thoughts; in pain and comfort, in grief and joy. Deep are our feelings but shallow are our minds. To watch us die every day, is death defined to the lords. To watch us suffer, will be end to their sufferings. The world loved us with …
[Poetry] “May, Perhaps, Possibly”
She is drowning. In the fear that this darkness may, perhaps, possibly never get ceased. Too many words of doubt Hard to expound. Perhaps, she is tired of explaining it to the world, to herself. Exhausted by trying to explain. May, perhaps, possibly, her mind getting seized. Too many words of doubt. Hard to expound. …
[Poetry] “Your Desire”
I wrote a song for you today, wish I could have sung it for you. Drenched in a rain of nostalgia, the paperboat of words; sailing through a puddle of melody. wish I could have sailed it for you. Some smiles left unexplained, Some phrases left untold, Some feelings left unchained, wish I could have …
[Poetry] ” While I Travel”
Every morning,I have to travel Physically, emotionally, methaphorically. Glance through the bus window , through the looking glass. I look into the strange past, Stranger future; being certainly uncertain. Sometimes a tickle of emotions, On few days, a fickle jubilance. Like a dreamer I dream, of the rocky bank of a river. Running my hand …
[Poetry] Maybe Joy
There's this inkling, baffling to ink. Faint, yet not kept unnoticed. like a touch that wipes my tears, like a tune that I tap my feet to, an amity that I cherish. I wonder, maybe joy; maybe just your mere presence.
[Poetry] Dusty Old Books
My dear dusty old books, I know, we haven't been talking for a while. I know, you have been thinking about me for a while. But you know it, this sorrow of separation is mutual, Unending and immutable. My dear dusty old books, I know, You have new tales to tell, about life; about past, …