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,…
Tag: poetry
Swirling Emotions
It is easy to wallow in the shadows and to dwell on pain. Dig deep and find the strength to walk past the darkness and resentment. Within these pages, you will discover that there is hope for letting go and recovering from abuse, loss, grief, and heartbreak. There is hope for brighter days and new…
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…
Ambience of loneliness
Beside these busy streets with robust crowd, I am here sitting under this lonely tree- dwelling about something; searching for faces in those dark coppery clouds, as the sun joins the horizon, and the moon kisses goodbye to its disguise. Here these winds bring me the swampness of soil, as the earthy smell of the…
Her Experiences
From her unsettling experiences, she creates a world of ideal ones. Demonstrating by firmly walking that path, before she fades in breath, she hopes to smoothen the trail- setting an example for her kin, saving many from going through the pain! Wanna be a wordmate? Connect with us and transform your thoughts into words…If you’re…
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…
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…
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…
Lest We Forget
Fear so many deaths that we forget, to live our only life. Hold our breath for so long that we forget, it is our turn to breathe. Blinded by the comfort of the bed that we forget, about the monster underneath. Hate too much that we forget, it’s love we need! Wanna be a wordmate?…
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,…