Crestfallen (cleave poem)

Empty headed and crestfallen: I'm a forlorn figure. All I have to do is to weep: Smile is a foreign concept for me. Flabbergasted by the level of selfishness that engulfs everyone: I've by now taught myself, that my mind doesn't work smart. I feel myself a dumb, bumbling fool: I feel blindfolded by the... Continue Reading →

Perfidy

Crying doesn't seem to be a solution to this life anymore. I am wet to my bones, crying. I am shivering but that doesn't turn out to lessen my pain anyways. They say, the more you bear, the more you'll have to bear. But I don't have any option. Do I? I can't just go... Continue Reading →

Desperate.

The pale moon waneth night by night. Making me feel pretty much desperate for some lambent light. Ultimately leaving me alone. Now even the moon is drowning in the veil of darkness. Perhaps something brighter is awaiting? Or perhaps it'll be a dark moonless night. Even yin has a white spot. Then why not my... Continue Reading →

The End!

Hey, What's it? The pen, why is it not working? Am I all done with my life? Is it , where my life was meant to be dragged till? Is it the destination? Have I conquered life or am I left defeated? But how does that even matter, I can anyway rest for a while... Continue Reading →

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