I think of you, I think of her. Will you leave in November? I think I miss you now more than ever. I see visions of you in your hospital gown, we’re getting closer by the minute now. Summer is ending, and come winter, you’ll be gone. I’m not strong enough to lose you, are…
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Only A Memory…
Now what are you, but only a memory. I can make no more- you are only history. But what about the words you swore? The mystery behind those promises, I wish I could unfold. Now what are you, but only a memory. You were a part of me- every moment being exemplary. But each emotion,…
Gravity of Love
The sun shines shyly,and the sky blushes in red and orange hues.The rain ceases to tease them both,and the clouds gather to tie the knot.As the Sun finally droops into the sky,with a rosy blush he whispers close to it,asking for the eternity he longed,and the sky nods in a yes.The wind blows and the…
It’s the World…
It’s the large-hearted that are treated small,coz the world can’t see them shine.It’s often the strong ones that are challenged,coz the world can’t accept theirs might.It’s the empaths who often suffer,coz the world likes to suppress the ones that feel more.It’s the ones that say upfront who are left behind,coz the world thrives in diplomacy.It’s…
Rhythm of the Moon
An empty room with a lonely soul sitting beside the window, with a clear view of the moon. A soft hindi retro playlist in a loop, eyes half-closed with lips murmuring with the tune. Eyes have a language of their own- a lot to say, a lot they know. Somewhere in the middle of thoughts,…
Days of the Week
I’m writing you a letter,like I always do,when you fall apart on Sunday afternoons. Monday night,it was raining when I texted you.I couldn’t quite understand how my body was here,but my soul was with you.Little things are like glue,always keeping us together.And no one really knows me better than you do. Tuesday morning came around,left…
Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night
A couple of years ago I came across one of my favourite poems- ‘Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night’, by Dylan Thomas. The poem goes- Do not go gentle into that good night, Old age should burn and rave at close of day; Rage, rage against the dying of the light. Though wise…
Silent Hope
Miles away from those I love, feels like I’m much too far away. Where purpose is undefined, wouldn’t time be out to charm you? We all need that person who can be true to us, but we know that hearts can change, coz, nothing lasts forever. So when fears subside, and shadows still remain- never…
Surprise
How many times haven’t we met before? That first time, at that loud, crowded party, with all those new faces around, I barely noticed. Those other times, every now and then, I can’t tell exactly when I learned your name and got to know you. That recent time, when I recognised your smile, and memorised…
The Game of Love
All my life, I’ve kept my heart away, locked up in a cage, far-far-away. No one had heard it beat, until you, it was silent, but now it beats just for you. I might not be the best player in this game of love, but I wish to speak the language of love. So I…
Things Left Unsaid
So much to say yet so little are these words, phrases and sentences don’t make sense anymore. Wish you’d been more around to hear this, though little by little everything tore apart. You know we both saw it coming yet we never spoke about it, we both wanted it so badly yet we destroyed it…
I am Enough!
When she stopped waiting for him, the world suddenly appeared to glow. Perhaps it always shone, but she was ignorant- looking and waiting in the dull and dark, to find pieces of herself, that she entrusted him. But on making peace with her broken self, she was the one who healed herself. Now she shines…
Ambiguity
I surrender, I raise my hands. It is difficult to understand, and you are not making things easier either, as you cease to answer. So suddenly, so confusingly; if you were so eager to disappear, why did you once at all appear? If not here to stay, why did you make my heart beat faster,…
Thereafter
To my dear one, I don’t remember the day I met you, but that day made me remember you thereafter. I don’t remember the first word you spoke to me, but that word made me converse with you thereafter. I don’t remember the first smile you gave me, but that smile asked me to keep…