I did it again Every time my soul bangs its head I sing and soar My flesh hurts But my thoughts avoid death I keep smiling and And hurt his ego Ignoring the nasty nights of his devilish aims.
I don’t know how to say this. But I think I did it. See, how skeptic I still sound of myself? But that is how it is and you if you are still around my blog after an absence of eternity almost after every post, I know you will still go ahead and read this.Continue reading “Posies: Available For Pre-order”
From the dust I rise To the dust I return In an inconsequential flight I rise and I burn. The love, the hate, the humanity All perish therein, The rusting body ends my travellers’ joy Annihilating the very proof of me.
The bedroom door closed She flinched He grinned She shuddered He smirked. The bed conquered She groaned He frowns She pleads He pounds. The six yards of clothing came off She cringed He smiled She screamed He moaned. The bodies locked Beyond the natural rhythm An innocent body lost With silence beingContinue reading “The Screaming Silence.”
This is what I came upon social media today. Guess, being socially active is not after all, all bad? A much needed respite from daily humdrum, from routine monotony, from everyday expectations. Try it, it does look, sound and feel peaceful!
Yesterday, I posted this, and I felt exactly the words deep in my life, something that came out from inside my heart, but somehow I was not satisfied with the end. I hated my own poetry, my own work, my own thoughts, leaving my readers and myself without hope, and hence I came up withContinue reading “I Wanted To Heal You….!!”
I wanted; wanted To take away all our pain, To free you from your aches, To envelope you in my embrace, To make you forget all that can’t be erased. I wanted; wanted To kiss all your tears, To chase away all your fears, To taste all your wounds, To chaperone you toContinue reading “I Wanted To Heal You….”
I smile a little more these days As, the smiles on my face Are a little more yours, than mine. I cry a little more these days. As, the tears in eyes, Are a little more yours, than mine. I hate a little more these days, As, even the hatred in myContinue reading “More Yours, Than Mine.”