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,… Read More Please, please just let me be…
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 much… Read More Depression Is A Drug!
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 with… Read More 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 to… Read More I Wanted To Heal You….
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? I… Read More I Am Walking!
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 am… Read More The Time I’m My Period.
You may write me down in history With your bitter, twisted lies, You may trod me in the very dirt But still, like dust, I’ll rise. Does my sassiness upset you? Why are you beset with gloom? ’Cause I walk like I’ve got oil wells Pumping in my living room. Just like moons and like… Read More Still I rise!