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Too Much Love

 I have been too much in love, to see the sorrow it hides.. I have seen pain, while love grows insane, I have cried all night, when all I wanted was to end the fight..   I have been too much in love, to see the lack of depth inside.. I have seen smiles, that don’t mean anything, I have seen teardrops, that fall and deny, I have seen broken pieces, scattered everywhere, when all I wanted was someone to hold me together..   I have been too much in love, to ignore the poison that kills one side.. I have slept through open eyes.. waiting on responses, I have kept withholding the lies.. sitting at the table for hours, I have seen myself vanquishing, trying to fit into a dress I will never wear.. when all I wanted was someone to stop treating me as a spare..   I have been too much in love, look at how obsessive this all sounds.. I hope when you read it, you still find me around.. amidst empty cups dusting a shelf, with a picture frame, of us still looking at each other.. ...

Hollow

Please don’t follow..
As I am nothing but a hollow.
Not a soul can peep through..
Not a soul can leap in.
It’s a burrow..
Day by day getting narrow.
Dark and shallow..
Don’t you follow.
As the roots have dried..
With false pride.
Promises glide..
In the splash of high tide.
There’s an empty tomorrow..
Hiding sorrow.
Don’t you follow.
Echoing solitude..
From every altitude.
The dilemma unforgiving..
The gratitude unsoliciting.
A thorny pebble to swallow..
Don’t you follow.
What you seek is a meadow..
With a glass touch of mellow.
Rather than a shadow..
That will vanish abruptly.
Don’t you follow.

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