Its been longLong since I have scribbled somethingMy thoughts, my emotions Or just my mood swingsIts been too long You wanna know how has it been for meAll this time? Even I don’t know I guess, I was just busy, Busy doing nothing, Nothing productive Just busyContemplating what I had been doing There are soContinue reading “The feel of writing”
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She’s strong, she’ll make it
She wishes one dayhe’d perceive all the hurtthat he had inflicted upon herWhen he’d have no oneto turn to,he’d just close his eyesand envision himselfin her place,in her veracious circumstanceand reckon what happenedShe seeks for himto be in her shoesand feel what she had feltShe wishes for once he’d endurewhat he had made her toandContinue reading “She’s strong, she’ll make it”
That day
This is dedicated to all the wonderful and brave women out there who have been sexually assaulted or raped, only for the selfishness and satisfaction of cruelty those criminals get. How do they live knowing fully well what they did, moreover how are they so daring as to hurt another being just for their sickContinue reading “That day”
Alone – That’s who I am
Alone is what I love and persevere, For that’s who I am; A gargantuan, buffeted creature standing isolated, nothing to shield me from extreme sun or cold, counting the number of gossamer stars in the midnight sky, I’ve reached the number six hundred thousand and eighty eight Losing the hope, I’ve now accepted the fateContinue reading “Alone – That’s who I am”
Will you be there?
Darling, Will you be there? When I’ll close my eyes and look for you, in my dulcet dream, where we’ll be together happy and forever I’ll just fall harder for your endearing smile and the way it calms me down Then you’ll hold me close making me feel, at peace at home Your effusive eyesContinue reading “Will you be there?”
Story of the fake ceiling stars
When nocturnal night settles in, bringing extreme darkness and cold, those fake imitation stars glowing lambent, glued on the roofing, secretly narrate the intimate certitude of effusively fond people living under; ironically similar kind trying to fit in side by side, lame jokes and smiles, bickering and fights, tickles and laughs, blissfully conjoined, and impeccablyContinue reading “Story of the fake ceiling stars”
I’ll follow you
It is dawn now Another rosy day has begun I’m walking on those faded footprints, The waves had washed them away, but I had memorized I follow this path in the incessant hope of meeting you Walking along the shore or traversing through the ocean I’m anxious, I’m eager to see you, to grasp yourContinue reading “I’ll follow you”
Realization
Lost in my depressing thoughts and trying to keep the emotions at bay, I was wandering around aimlessly, focus being on just forgetting everything and moving on. The light breeze, or the darkness or the sound of insects did nothing to supress my urge to just run away and never come back. As I wasContinue reading “Realization”
Dreams
Gazing at the starlit sky with a crescent moon adorning it, I was laying down in my backyard, preoccupied in my preposterous thoughts again. This time they were about dreams. Not those dreams which are needed to enhance our future, no. I was talking about those uncanny, absurd dreams which we see in our slumberContinue reading “Dreams”
Rain
Sitting on my windowsill with a warm cup of coffee in my hand, its vapor touching my nose and a sad smile on my face. Looking at those tenebrous mysterious nimbus clouds which hold its own secrets and the darkness all around as if an apocalypse is just on the edge of its occurrence. RainsContinue reading “Rain”
The Drunken Confessions 