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 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.. ...

Change The Playlist

If it happens ..
To be the day..
Awful in it’s own way.
Clueless what to say.
Hold on to your fist..
Try changing that old playlist.
Lot of songs..
deleted..
That remind..
Of ways you pleaded..
Ending up getting weeded.
On to daily chores.
Songs that lead tears..
Trample within folklores.
That’s not the need..
Even though the mood is at greed.
Add new songs to be freed.
Still can’t resist?
The old lot..
Which is the thing with soft spot.
End the never ceasing plot..
Sooner to stop messing up the clot.
Put some old ones if you insist..
But avoid repeat of that in the list.
Change the playlist..
Change it likewise…
Change it without going all nice..
With songs unheard before..
With songs that sink to your core..
Songs that forget weaknesses..
That ease through patterns..
Of colorful sequences..
Dragging to footloose..
Ending up with counterfeit snooze.

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