A Letter to Him

A letter to him who knew me; Or who I thought knew me. A letter to him who is not here; And I don’t know where he is. A letter to him who was with me; Until I told him to be with me. A letter to him who has abandoned me In the midst... Continue Reading →

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Eloping with my wishes

I wished for a life where my  feelings Will be understood and not crushed. I wished for a life where there will be Someone listening to me. I wished for a life where there will be acknowledgement to my actions. I wished for a life where I can live The way I want it to... Continue Reading →

Rendezvous with an Existentialist

Amidst the hustle bustle of a class full of students, Betwixt the incessant chattering of my two bench mates, I still remember you calling my name. “Do you have MARY BARTON book?” was your first question, Lamest first encounter it was, I knew, but The questioner was YOU and the recipient was ME, Spellbound I... Continue Reading →

After The Storm

A sky free of clouds but a heart filled with fog. A locality full of liveness but a body full of dullness. A dawn free of noises but a mind filled with chaos. A morning full of novelty but a soul, still, full of past. Yes, the night of the storm...the storm with its haunting... Continue Reading →

Cremating My Soul

Right from childhood whom I revered As the God of my soul, is no more with me. No, he has not left me for someone else, No, he has not rejected my love because he didn’t feel like. He has not left me nor did I, it’s the life which has left him and it’s... Continue Reading →

Take Good Care

Take good care of books cause they never abandon you Nor grudge upon you nor bully you Nor sadden you... they only need you to Look into them once in a while; The least one can ever expect In return of such precious giveaways.   Take good care of your parents who have been there... Continue Reading →

What is pain?

When insomnia overtakes you, is that pain? When tears often roll down from your eyes, is that pain? When you stare emptiness so hard that you forget to blink, is that pain? When your pillow becomes your stage of action, is that pain? When your blanket becomes your residing shell, is that pain? When there're... Continue Reading →

My Angel’s eyes

Though known only as her visionary organ. But as I justify God’s wonderful creation. Voluptuous ones forcing me look upon. Once noticed can not be withdrawn. Big ones with a colour of brown. For her enticing beauty not less than a crown. In which deep thoughts, inner feelings are shown. Which her lips can’t do... Continue Reading →

Memories

As far as the day I remember of my past Till date when I write this, Every moment is a memory. Inseparable part, invisible companion. People change, relationships break. Wheel of life, turns on new ways. Today, I am writing this. Tomorrow, it’ll also be in memories. I whenever make an attempt To portray these... Continue Reading →

I am waiting for you

Love, the unrestrained feeling in the world, The flea of emotions which everyone wants to hold. Repository ocean for the imaginative rivers. Accordant consequence for inter-dependent lovers. Definition varies manifestation changes. But the principal theory behind is eternal for ages.

Being Alone

Inelegant life without companions Days, as dull as ditch-water. Nights, as silent as graveyard. Feelings tarnish like drowned rat.

Relationship

Who knows who gets the result of trust? Love, on a side while Mean society on the other. I’ll choose sorrow for myself To reconcile your world.

The No Response

I wanted him to stay there. I wanted him to look back. I wanted him to rush towards me. And hug me tightly to hold me in his warm embrace And never let me leave. But here was I thinking what I want And there was he leaving me far behind. It’s always the same;... Continue Reading →

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