Sunday, 20 December 2020
he who engulfs me
Friday, 6 November 2020
dull
the lights, they are blurry yet bright
can i return to where i was
where i didn’t need to hide
will i ever return
or will i yearn the same down the road
truth is, i am angry
the world gave me so much
yet greed engulfs me
what happens when we lose joy?
wishing becomes pointless,
laughter becomes sinister
through my lens, i judge the world
silence becomes normal
blankly looking into the horizon;
all we see is dullness
just one more day,
that’s what we always say
time passes and becomes everyday
when i leave, know that i am always grateful
why didn’t i show when i lived?
i don’t know
me at 21 was still struggling
the world seemed smaller
she looked bigger
stronger, they say
but really, her walls just moved closer
she no longer anticipated
she no longer explored
just when others are living their best
she withered
her youth just started and it was over
“things will be better”
i can’t wait for all these to be over.
Monday, 19 October 2020
reminder
quietly you left
with every breath
you faded with time
left me with no chance
to say a goodbye
they say people change
but the world; still a hurricane
maybe my threshold rose
and hurried you to wane
not merely just a smile
but what it represents
long ago they asked
what i wanted to be
should have answered 'happy'
doesn't it scare you
how time engulfs you
the more you live and see
the more you wish you didn't
oh the irony
i used to wish i never grew
so that i could be free and loose
well i still do
only now because
i can't bear to imagine
how much more of you
i'll lose
so here i shall remind you
smile more, capture more
for down the road you will see
you wouldn't do it anymore
Sunday, 30 August 2020
why do you breathe
would we be more empathetic?
where then, is the lost pity
for seeing the pit in me
if we inhaled to live,
what then, is motivating you to breathe
would we find the reason
if we tried hard enough to live
if memories were the past
would that mean you'll soon pass?
where then, are those evocations stored
fleeting and superficial, pure perfunctory
if only these thoughts never came
if my words strung into poems
the poet wished she never wrote
ignorance - a bliss that must be cherished
if we came as the party's highlight
why do we leave silently, the door closed behind
is it to keep the joy going on
or because we never belonged
if i could plead,
could you promise to leave with me
the party is a facade without you
and anywhere is joyous with you
if depression is the diagnosis
then loneliness is the pathogen that cripples the fearful
what then is the remedy
or is there even any?
now wonder, why do you even breathe?
Sunday, 24 May 2020
thoughts
or volcanoes that are dormant
like those party poopers
a madman that only knows brutal
whole map of clustered mess
who expects nothing but the best
filled with sighs with no rest
a soul staring without zest
fatigue surrounds her shell
despite the eyes closing out hell
tonight she holds her breath
'had to check if this was real death'
for everyday felt like death
anxiety;
can't wait to finally cry
is she still alive
will he ever come back
what's wrong
the same old shell,
yet this time she's filled to the brim
with tornado, a hurricane in her brain
flap above the water,
but the game has yet ended
tangled ropes between her feets
thoughts that hurt her heart at 3am
all these weights on her wings
insecure winds wear her down
she's blown into the uncertain future
no one has to know, she'll deal with it on her own
it gulps her alive
couldn't they be merciful, at least kill her first
tonight she dies again
so often, it's almost like returning home
only the irony is she's always homed
no worries, fix it up and home works again
hopefully, she reaches her destination
before tape runs out
and again, her eyes closed
she blinks, waiting for light to bleed in
but at least for tonight
she manages to convince herself that all's fine
Thursday, 30 April 2020
am
she ruminates
why can't you just
reciprocate
but it dawned on her
the real question was
why can't she just
let go of the hate
give yourself a break
why would you go high
for someone who won't
ever do the same
she lets go a tad more today
a painting
Sunday, 26 April 2020
scoundrel
smile so innocently, speak so beautifully
say he'll bend all lights for me
yet repeat the same words
to everybody
how can someone
say i'm everything,
lie that he'll come to me
these words he says without
once batting his eyelids
how can someone
act so pitifully
that i can't let him go
when all i can feel is
indignance, depression
your proud exhibition
how can someone
sleep peacefully at night,
wake up like its all fine
but the night before said
i love you goodnight to
two girls at the same time
how can someone
romanticize fully,
cry the tears from the stars
don't you know that the moon
they are scowling at you
watching how a scoundrel
speaks his way to my heart
yet, how could i
fall so dumbly for you
when i knew you're trouble
when i deserve better
how could i
joined as your accomplice,
made myself a tribute
to hover round your land
just so i get some peace
your land was never dark
all you did was trick us
you made me think it's grey
'you are my colored ray'
both of us heard you say
Friday, 24 April 2020
1200
how do i feel emptier
sadder, worthless, lost and broke
than before i saw your eyes
you keep pulling on my leash
tell me you love me, miss me
effortless words take no time
ever thought, how does it feel
to wait for someone all night
to jump with joy at your text
those same words i say to you
miss you, love you, i mean it
yet yours sound cold, predicted
my feet are dangling in air
could you at least give me space
my last straw of dignity
won't you do me a favor
kill me quick and clean, bare-hand
you lured me so you'll end me
after a long night i'll say
stay, just for one more midnight
but every night is long
i didnt give any fucks
i used to be confident
now im begging, what happened
all the boys must be laughing
what a karma you lil' bitch
what goes around comes around
Tuesday, 24 March 2020
Cinderella
the clock chimed twelve
will you miss me
just like i will
cinderella
dropped her slippers
but the glass shoe
shall remain there
see you again
by the Ganges
and once again
on the shore of
a darker stream
Monday, 23 March 2020
a dream i never want to wake up from
Thursday, 5 March 2020
forbidden;
that the third time's the final bet
im dunked into the worst kind of net
one that is forbidden and bad
it will really be the last,
or at least that's what i convince myself
i said that as i hide behind this mask
why do i never get what i want,
all my yearns that i hunt
flashes across me and only haunts
yet all that i despise
like condiments they arise
exhausted i am to comply
my dear prince charming
oh the power you are wielding
only you can make me
shield your darkened land in the waiting
yet strings entangle you
just like the wind blew
i met you with your own troop,
one i selfishly hope will lose
dear god, put a stop to these
give me the strength to halt it
why would i put myself in agony,
one that is a real tragedy?
well, but we all know the final scene
i'll soon convince myself
that an attempt will still be worth it