Of hopes & February II

They say "give it to time, everything shall heal." Upheavel, my dead wish, deep resentment to that feel. For too long I've been following the wise. On a false hope, one fine day my sun shall rise. The sin of a misplaced hope, everything's so deceiving. Check my pulse, check my signs, would you consider... Continue Reading →

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Cursed

Our ways go separate They cross like vines. Been craving for something Which couldn't be mine. The story ends, days and months old Cannot revive, the life you stole. Love the pain, torments my soul My big heart with a bigger hole. Love from the will of iron I forged Reimbursed by suffering, sadness overdosed... Continue Reading →

The calm before the storm

With my hand in your hand, for our promise land, those promises were kept. Over the courses of our lives, I was getting low, you were getting high, one fine day, you simply left. So here I am, I feel you, I feel your pain. I shall remember you and your name. I see you... Continue Reading →

Of hopes & February

Taste your vanity underneath my sky Drown my promiseland, with an easy lie. Walk with me, to a place you've never been. My days spent repenting, double my sin. Was it you or was it the fate's design?  An easy target I was meant to be blind. A Pandora's box for my find. For my... Continue Reading →

A lover’s Lullaby

This is me making amends. My poem Acquiesce fragility was a downright insanity.  But since it was raw, I decided not to pull it off. I am expressing my sincere apology through this poem and assuring certain things. 🙂 P.S - She lives on my north.   Coming to you back and forth. I may stumble but I'm dearly focused... Continue Reading →

Acquiesce fragility

Poke me not, I live by the edge. Save your efforts, I'll be long gone before you figure this maze. Love me not, I'll turn you into a character of hate. Do not argue, you are never winning this debate. Do not rebel, don't you try to complain. Seal your lips, what they offer shall... Continue Reading →

Scenes from a purple evening

Early summer evening, on my way home, rows of jacaranda tree. A splendid sight to set this troubled child free. She stands still, she dreams of her journeys to embark. She's then greeted from the sky, from the street, and her admirers from the park. She responds to all her greeters, she waves her branches,... Continue Reading →

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