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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.. ...

Unleashed

A tap on my shoulder..
Memoir from a hidden folder.
Re imagining again..
The infinite bargain.
Still cannot resist..
A prolonged wish list.
How louder can I scream…
In this ground breaking dream.
Words burst like fire…
Hold on this might be a satire.
Should I touch and confirm?
What if it vanishes as soon as I do..
Scintillating with the early morning dew..
Getting colder tonight..
Any kind of light is misdirection..
Time refuses correction.
The section where moon is lit..
Is all but an empty silver slit.
Dew melts on my face..
Soaking all over the remaining space.
Lies glitter like stars..
Unleashed scars.
Troubled as my hands finally reach out to..
Only to find..
The windy breeze did redo..
A similar tap on my shoulder.

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