Accomplished

Sitting on a table,Listening to old music of,Back in the day when I was youngerAnd pictured this very table,This very musicThis very feeling- Accomplished. Tossing forwards and backwards in timeWas my favourite thing to do.What I want to feel for laterI'll ink it down too.I will also, when in the futureGo back to this day,Where…

I’m sad about a man.

A few days back, There was a powercut in my locality And i was furious. I was furious because i was sweating And amidst all this, my father He asked me to deliver this package of food to the man sitting on the road Really? How could he. I mean, it was already scorching outside.…

Almost.

Twirling around, My fingers laced in yours My gaze fixed in yours, My soul- trapped with yours I was twirling and with every turn, The lights were dimming It felt magical at first. But we failed to see In the paucity of lights This ephemeral journey Was coming to cease ------×----×××-------×------- Things have gotten so…

This is a sad song

A hurricane in my head A pit in my stomach A drought in my throat. My body is disaster. Nurse me, heal me, I'm writhing in pain, Every now, and then my eyes well up The tears almost fall down on my cheek But they don't. Crying is a habit now. Hardly paid heed to.…

Choice

This letter is not addressed to a human. It is written to a phase of life, although you are free to take any meaning! What will you do if I run away? Yesterday I kissed you goodnight, But a millenial has passed between that and today As you read this letter, just hold tight. Hold…

Colour or Blood?

The pale pink of my nails, Colour or blood? You must wonder. One look in my eyes Is enough to give away The heavily protected , sacred lies, And so, let's go to sleep, I say. Don't you see the point of all that pretense? The noisy banter, the jovial laughter The incessant talking that…

I Live in a Fictional World

I live in a fictional world, I fantasize Is there something wrong about dreaming with open eyes? A bullet sears through his temple and his system shuts down, She has painted her face white and has masked away the frown, The man in graying hair, Has given up in despair, The monotony of the ticking…

Do Roads Ever End?

I was driving by a smooth lane, Uncomplicated, straight and pothole free. It hadn't yet seen any storm or rain, Not even the uproar of the sea. I spot a shadow, my speed slowly receding On a lane stands a man, He's asking for a lift, his eyes look pleading He says he broke down…

The Sea

When fury comes in a deafening roar, I'll wrap you in my tender embrace. We'll douse the flame on the shore And rise again with grace! When waves of sadness overwhelm me, Like a raft, you'll come to my rescue. And we'll sail across the humongous sea, Together , me and you! Our sea isn't…