Scarlet lips

Oh she seems out of sight now. Where's she gone. The life took a turn and so she too folded in, with that turn. Am I alone now? Or perhaps I'm lonely? Learn the difference. Don't you see these red eyes which were once hazel green? Or maybe, you don't want to. Anyways I must... Continue Reading →

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Odd observation (Abstract poetry)

The sky seems pretty much like an upside down ocean. Enveloping numerous cries from some part below this ocean. In some part here, it envelops frivolous and joyous shrills. We are perhaps water life living in it? When I look up to see this  ocean at large, I feel a water bird. Flying without wings.... Continue Reading →

Overthinking

  We fought. I made my mind, that she is no more my friend. I decided to move on. I buried all our memories. It wasn't very easy to burry them. With a stone heart I took her as a stranger again. It was difficult though. And then suddenly, one day, I got a mail.... Continue Reading →

Living dead

Now smoking is the only thing, I can feel myself interested in. I can feel the pleasure. Pleasure of betrayal perhaps? I don't want any friend to accompany me. Now, I'm betrayed enough to get my things myself. I'm dead on my feet living this lie. My life is a lie. And my existence is... Continue Reading →

Skedaddled

Today was an exhausting day. After a hard day of converting oxygen to carbon dioxide, I seriously feel tired of everything. I want to sit free with a light music on background. I want to enjoy. And yeah, I won't able to enjoy hungry, so falafels are must. With a coke too, so I won't... Continue Reading →

Until then..

Days by days are passing and its getting even harder for me. I feel like depression is slowly, swallowing me up. No one's aware of what I'm going through, And no one has ever experienced what I'm experiencing every single day,  either. As I'm typing tears are tolling down my cheeks. If you try and... Continue Reading →

Woebegone world (cleave poem)

The world's painted grey: selfish desires are to be fulfilled yet. Emotionless hearts, yet: and the very own self is what they live for. Gloomy it is all around: With selfish desires and broken hearts all around. Trust is meant to be cheated: ,hearts are meant to be broken. The world looks a sorry sight:... Continue Reading →

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I'd much rather look back at my life and say 'I can't believe I did that' instead of saying 'I wish I did that'....

Nasty

The blinds, drawn on to my window, There's hardly any light penetrating this room. Just like my heart, Devoid of any love, Craving for someone's company. they say it'll get better soon, And what other choice do I have? I'm struck in an eerie reality. There's something sinister about your manly voice, Unlike those love... Continue Reading →

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