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Are you okay? Yes I am.. But I wasn't , As I responded to that, Because what else to say, When you aren't, Are you feeling good? Yes I am.. When I wasn't, But how will it help, If I responded for real, Do you need water? Yes I want.. But just shut down, The surrounding chatter, With infinite laughter, I couldn't bear, The noise, Inside me growing larger, Than my voice that was, Shaking my exterior poise, My daughter, Came closer.. As she held my, trembling hand, As she whispered, Mom, it will get better.. My partner, Looked at me, And wanted me to know.. It's okay, Not to be okay, Getting drunk, And throwing up.. Is all part of growing up, Till the part, Where you start loving, Just water again.. My mom and dad, Comforted me,  That although sad as it looks, Things aren't that bad.. As explained by the books, Relationships and people, Are the ones that make you stable, While everything else, Can topple,   Well, there will be loads of trouble, But more than that t

Weeping Mad

They keep talking to your eyes
But whatever they say are just lies
While they instantly make up for your why's
As you always handle their cries
That trickle for no rhyme or reason
That juggle between temperaments independent of any season

They keep looking into you
But I am pretty sure they look through you
While they have every clue how to replace the truth
As you always get to dismantle...
Those pieces of the puzzle that prick you deep
By picking them which you cannot stop yourself but keep that one..
That finally revealed to be broken bad..
From the very beginning..
And now you are weeping mad...



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