pain – Aesthetic Miradh

The Glorious Madness.

Like a cloud of fire I soar a little higher In the burning light Of that sadistic sun. Sinking-rising- Burning the golden lightening In the broad of daylight. He fears not- Throwing the silver arrows and spheres In the dawn- quite clear The dusk, a little dear He springs, trying to cut my wings AmidstContinue reading “The Glorious Madness.”

The Disguised Innocence.

She was walking alone, dazed, on a torturous esplanade Fighting battles that she didn’t know existed within, Shaky, confused, confounded Adrift amidst her own gloomy labyrinth. Having abandoned her modest attire The saree, the simplicity, long discarded, Adorning herself in skirts, she became a voracious liar Determining to no more forsake her heart unguarded.Continue reading “The Disguised Innocence.”

A Dormant Warriors’ Wound.

My father’s friend His brother, Whose daughter For me a complete stranger. A 19 something girl Docile but not fragile, A smart intelligent girl Who was just beginning to rise. Staying in an urban city Away from her parents and family, She was inching towards her dream Wanting her achievements to scream. Continue reading “A Dormant Warriors’ Wound.”

The Amassing Vengeance.

He strolled into the room Silence screaming behind him, She garnered herself on the couch Terror and throes screaming from inside her. The stress, the tension surfacing The unknown reconciling, His anger transpiring Her calm deescalating. And in a sap all was lost A yank through her ruffled hair, An irate haulContinue reading “The Amassing Vengeance.”

Please, please just let me be…

Please don’t come again. I am good, if not at best, without you. Please just go away. Please, just let me be. It was really difficult To disentangle from your black chains, It was claustrophobic To always be in your embrace. When you are around I am not happy, I am not myself,Continue reading “Please, please just let me be…”

Depression Is A Drug!

This is no revelation now that we live in a hypocritical society. We have come very far now to even question this fact. So when it comes to the topic of depression we are no different. And when I say we, I mean every one of us. There is no exception! We give so muchContinue reading “Depression Is A Drug!”

I Wanted To Heal You….!!

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 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 Am Walking!

I am walking down a path Somewhere, where I am so scared to walk, Somewhere, where I have always dreaded to walk. I am walking down a path To somewhere, where I don’t know the destination To somewhere, where I don’t know what awaits. I am walking to someplace Where? Why? How? IContinue reading “I Am Walking!”

The Time I’m My Period.

Just the other day I shared a very powerful poem ‘Half World’ by a Telugu poet, and here I am today, sharing yet another AMAZING piece by a Tamil writer K. Geeta. Again I had to find the translation in English to read it, but here it goes. The Time I’m My Period. (I amContinue reading “The Time I’m My Period.”