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Silence of the Night

The splitting silence of the night Digs out memories from gravesWhile screaming in the loudest pitchThe loneliness misbehaves Spilling out of its concavityMelancholy everywhereThreatening one’s sanityBeautiful escape, nowhere Terrifying darkness lurkingBehind the deathly hallowsThe suppressed voices shriekingOnly heard through shadows The night brings out demonsThose terribly insidious beingsHallucinations and illusionsKept together by calloused bindings LordContinue reading “Silence of the Night”

I’d still be here…

Loving can hurt, Loving can hurt sometimes,But it’s the only thing that I know– Photograph, Ed Sheeran We all have that time when we question ourselves, why we love so much. Why we love that person, so much so we can’t imagine our lives without them in it. We don’t want to think of anyContinue reading “I’d still be here…”

Dear Stranger

Dear Stranger, I remember seeing you once at the river. I had run away from my house, and wanted to sit somewhere alone, cry all my pain away. The river, behind the closing of the forest was the only secret place of mine. And I used to go there whenever I would feel low. NeverContinue reading “Dear Stranger”

What are poems?

Emily, you know poems are not just written words. They are the soft taps of reassurance for everyone that it’s okay to be imperfect, unique and misunderstood. They are the much required consolation that things will be alright. The difficult times shall end and happiness would come again. Not just comfort, they also make youContinue reading “What are poems?”

Life and Death

We hope to live another moment, another day, a month, a year and a life. We hope to achieve all our dreams and aspirations. We wish for all the different things to happen. We hope that in future, we will have money, or love, or peace, or happiness, or quietude. Many are able to accomplishContinue reading “Life and Death”

If I got to choose my end…

If I ever had a chanceto choose my end,I’d be floating in the water,the waves making me smile,as they rock me back and forth,Lulling me to a restful sleep, the sky would look warm,the sun grinning at me,telling me it’s okay,That I won’t be all alone… Gradually, I’d go deeper,Explore the beauty beneath,The water turningContinue reading “If I got to choose my end…”

Life and change

People change….with age, with experience, with circumstances, with people….. We all change, as life moves on, as we go ahead, embarking on different adventures and emotions. We have different roads to go to, different destinations to reach. Sometimes, the situation forces us on a particular path, irrespective of whether we wish to go there. OtherContinue reading “Life and change”

I am a sailor

I am movingSlow, steady motionYet, yacht quaveringTrying to equilibrizeStanding on the deckI see vastnessBlue……Bluish beneathWild blue yonderAll aroundNot a soulVoice of windYet, deadly silent Salty air, saline breath Sonic, tidal waves Kissing the sides of kitesurferWind caressing my faceTranquility hugging my heart I go to the edgeSudden stumbling of yacht Almost deathHolding on to theContinue reading “I am a sailor”

Lately…

Lately I’ve been thinkingWhat happened to us?We used to be happy, togetherNow we are too much apartHow this hatred has grownOut of love as we thought us to beHow the ending took a change soUnexpected and unbelievable to be Lately I’ve been tryingTo think of ways to amendNot our past relationship, noBut how it ended,Continue reading “Lately…”

Love is home, Love is You

I remember that one time when I asked my best friend, “How do you know you’re in love? How does it feel to be in love?”. He explained his  emotions and whatever he knew about it. He told me that when we care for someone else and give them priority more than ourselves, when weContinue reading “Love is home, Love is You”

Silent Pariah

My Journey on the Lonely Road to Deaf Acceptance

Funk-N-Fiction

A Place To Find Funky Cool Bookish News And Reviews

With Experience Comes Wisdom

I write about life from my point of view, and my personal experience. I also write short fiction.

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