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] “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, …
[Prose/Poetry?] “You spark dreamy thoughts”
I had found my happiness halfway between her shy smile and carefree laughter. Hence undoubtedly, her wide grin at the sight of gol gappa was a testimony to my happiness. The festive market that evening seemed brighter than the thousand glowing fairy lights. "Shall we?" - she asked, almost certain that I won't refuse. I indicated …
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[Poetry] Words of Love
Words of love, you came too late. Like a tear drop of gentle affection, you rolled down my cheeks. But I am glad you came. This emotion, I fear; I may misname. How we came close, how our hearts stumbled, inexplicit, yet inevitable. This hazy mystery; Is love, the search for our answers? The certainty …
[Poetry] That Song
A familiar tune, with fragments of life stored within. A slice of youthful romance, or bits of sorrow from the past. Zestful reawakening. A song that would push me , into the depths of emotion. Pull me out of mundane reality. Am I happy? It would ask, the innocence of my heart. The reason for …