The countless memories spring up again
Like whales coming up to the surface from the ocean depths
All connected through one word- temporary
Continue reading “Memory Whales”Memory Whales
Cracks in the Sky
And I was being me again
Crying over something irrelevant
To them I suppose, it seemed like that
For me if you ask, my whole world was crumbling
Continue reading “Cracks in the Sky”The Silent Whispers
The prettiest winter I had ever seen
I could only see their outlines, like some poor pixel art
One was shedding its parts while other just stood still
Wrapped in their foggy blankets
Continue reading “The Silent Whispers”Brighter than the stars
The magnificent statement piece of the night sky
Its heartbreaking isn’t it
To not even have your own light
And to still shine the brightest in the dark
Continue reading “Brighter than the stars”Inspiration
Inspiration is an amusing concept. I never knew I could get inspired from a tiny sparkle of light to think about moments of life and death. All of us find inspiration in a number of things.
Continue reading “Inspiration”A Mirage
Heartbroken, baffled
Swollen eyes, unsettled mind
Constant thoughts, butchering my heart
Was I wrong, was I unkind
Continue reading “A Mirage”Confined Within The Brackets
After experiencing life a bit, I have observed that more than often people like to put me in brackets in order to understand me more. Or just to make it easier to deal with everyone else. Like, I know for sure, that most people who have ever met me would like to describe me as the quiet one or nerdy one, or maybe oversensitive one. The world is filled with people putting tags on each other. We always try to define people in mere words. However, we are people and not just things; we change every day. One day you stumble upon a stone and fall, the next day you will learn to watch your step. Some people may change slower than others, but nonetheless, they are changing. And by putting tags we might be limiting ourselves to explore the infinite possibilities in the world awaiting us.
Continue reading “Confined Within The Brackets”Stubborn
Stop you can’t go
There is enough sand in here
Why do you always choose to go
Just lend me a hand here
But what about the birds and the laughter
waiting for me to dance along
I need to feel the warmth of the land
Even if its just once for me
There is trash spread all over there
As if I would still care
They won’t ever stop coming to see you
You may not even reach the shore once
But I will surely last longer than them
Stubborn or not I must go on
There is so much to me, they don’t know yet.
The Circle Of Peace
I don’t belong here
I feel the rush to move on
To a better place
Continue reading “The Circle Of Peace”Dear Time
What is the hurry everytime
Everytime I am happy you stand by watching
A constant reminder that it’s about time
Let us sit here and sing
Of the times immemorable which we miss
Again you are calling my name
Continue reading “Dear Time”
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