Poetry

It doesn’t help but haunt me This silence echoing through the night Because somewhere within me, deep down It just doesn’t seem to be right. A strange fear creeps into my mind As I hear the movement in the street Afraid of the darkness that would engulf Afraid to guess which sight would greet. It could be another curfewed night, ...

Eternal your love in my heart Everlasting your breath on my face Only if you could feel me The way it meant to be If only. Behind the bars is heart locked Alone has traveled so far If I could be that strong To prevent my heart from bleeding If only. Unveil the soul crying, Helpless , tortured and has ...

I can’t stop stepping into pictures, other sentences of abridgment, captured moving serenity. Passing on, passing along an answer. Birth, honest life, passion, renewal. One true grade on the scale of green-grey-late-summer-blue and hints thrown in childlike tautologies. What is a corner I can squirm to: Disbelief? Suspension of intelligence? Thievery? Or sarcastic imagery? Simply thriving in fashion capitalism and ...

Yes, I am a girl of the 21st century, Filled with ultimate humor and mystery! Nobody cares how rubbish and prankish I get, They love me always as if I am their pet! Sensible, attitude, bold, compassionate are just so little to the description, Because there is no sufficient words for this attribution! The world of adventures and dark fantasy ...

No one is free, not even a wave, which leads a blissful life, spending the whole to cast a shadow of the eruption of life. Not even a sky, which covers this earth, but what all it bears, for being such a protection, it weeps whenever, its strings are stretched at its ends. And of course not me, who is ...

“O God!” is what my mouth involuntarily made the formation, When a vexed disaster had hit my intuition! Enigmatic, unexpected, dangerous yet worthwhile, The mysterious incident made the day till the end of my life! Winnowing away from my face the fear, cowardice and follies, It glided me into the world full of prosperities and purities! Amplifying me the fact ...

I know no medium, I have never known any medium in my dealings with you between absolute devotion and fiery fights, theres nothing else that I could do it seems so long back when we started out on a journey together since then there has been much change in the weather somehow I believed that our love would be evergreen ...

Why it took you so long, to say the three words, my heart kept on longing, not less than my ears, to hear those magical words, I would have ended my breath, and would have cried from the heaven above for that drop of tear in your eye, Please let me know why, it took you so long to say ...

[The following three poems are in the Haiku style of poetry which is a Japanese form of micro-poetry.] 1. Wit’s chemistry When wit deceives my ego’s eyes, reality and dream converge into surreal moments of fluid truth. 2. Random Funk Moody feet land on melancholy quicksand sink. The mind deeper into the blackest of black, the septic gut of depression. ...

Nobody knows its empty, this smile that I wear the real one is left in the past, because you have left me there. Nobody knows I’m crying, they won’t see even my tears when they think that I’m laughing, I still wish you were here. Nobody knows its painful, they think that I’m strong they say that this won’t kill ...