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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.. ...

It's Like

It’s like..
That never happened..
Yet soul dampened..
When the eyes get closed.
It’s like..
The wait is endless..
But the end was already..
When alone dozed.
It’s like..
Recapturing moments..
Yet nothing is visible..
When all of it is long gone.
It’s like..
The quick and sudden.
Where thoughts are in pause..
When everytime there’s a wrong impulse.
It’s like..
That shouldn’t be repeated.
Yet again and again..
When against that it works.
Loosing the fireworks.
Until the sun interrupts..
The choking abrupt.

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