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- UnfinishedScattered around my half-made bed are books half incomplete. Half of your painting now stares me down from the easel, Half of the unwritten poems await in the abandoned sheets. That’s me, unfinished. Half of my….
- Settled soulI am happy with my three best friends,my cramped-up wooden housein a small town,a thousand inhabitantsmy neighbour, a war hero,another one, a priest,apples grow on trees,vegetables flourish on the ground,fishes fly in the lake nearbyand the birds swim through the clouds. You may have gotten the jist by now,I am not an explorer.I don’t craveContinue reading “Settled soul”
- If onlyIf only I could be your favourite songand haunt you every now and then when you are in your office meetingsand I start playing in your head.And during your lunch break when you are standing in the queueI creep back within your thoughts as you tap your left foot, but you stop abruptlyAnd you smileContinue reading “If only”
- HalvesI was the beginningsand you were the ends, I was the sunrise and you,the sunsets.Weren’t we both just half written poems,waiting to meet and be one song. Weren’t we both the last two puzzle pieces waiting to be chosen and be finally solved. Darling, tell me again..where did we go wrong?
- BraveIn the dark secluded forestthat eery midnight,Grey clouds conspiredto cover up all the bright.And I found myselfsurrounded by my own wolves,howling, maybe even cheeringfor me to escape my own mind.As it started to drizzle a little,my heart began to pour some more.Turned my worn out torchlight on,the one that dad gave mewith a handwritten note,’AlwaysContinue reading “Brave”
- Only a poet can bring meaning to the meaninglessBeauty is inane without the observer. Like the moon, It’s just a rock spinning around in space, but our ability to envisage beauty brings meaning to it’s craters and it’s glow. The poet writes– ‘The moon changes it’s shape every night, sometimes being there completely, ko sometimes sharing a part of it and sometimes hiding in the dark, butContinue reading “Only a poet can bring meaning to the meaningless”
- Beauty and the beastWhy should I write about the flowers, the sunset and love? Words that romanticize beauty have created fictitious expectations in the lover’s mind. Write about the thorns, the eclipse and betrayal. Let them know that beauty is a spectrum. Words that romanticize darkness will harden the lover’s soul.
- Beauty in RuinsThere is a certain beauty in ruins, In abandoned ships, rusted to its core floating gracefully on still water. In empty ferris wheels stealthily revolving encore, determined to defy newton’s laws. In silent mansions with marbled floors inhabited by the screaming ghosts of the past, of moments that didn’t last. In broken vinyls stuck inContinue reading “Beauty in Ruins”
- 2 am2 am,memories of you coincide with the ticks of the second hand, cross-legged on my sofa bed, I can feel the fantasies play over my head As the dim table lamp flickers, trying to convey a message in codes I couldn’t understand. The breeze outside moves like waves,hitting and missing my skin as it sways,TheContinue reading “2 am”
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