In eyes around, I try to see The light I hope, could shine on me. Yes, all light divine passes through, But it dies in me too. A black hole, a dark sink My soul, a poem in Purgatory's ink. Sweet Heaven ever so beguiling Beckoning me from afar, half pitying, half smiling. A shimmer … Continue reading The Life in Purgatory.
You ask me why I look at you? The way I do? My eyes gleaming in this hue The only feeling I've felt so true? It's 'cause darling I have never been Been home before, And now that I'm here with you I've found my home in you. I never belonged, Never fit beside them. … Continue reading Home.
Can it not be tomorrow?Can time not move on? I'd like to stay here, Away from all my fear. Don't hope for 'forever'Let's seize this moment.Can I live an infinity? In the blink of an eye? Can I feel the universe? With the feel of your skin on mine? Can I melt as your taste … Continue reading And when I see you.
The time I first saw you, You glided with eerie grace Through grey stinging air I didn't know what was at stake. Your lips on that cigarette Whirling puffs of desire You walked my way And made me your fire. Now you burn and burn The fires never cease The smoke stifles I pant to … Continue reading Making out with Cigarettes.
I know I'm not the girl you want to Wake up everyday with. I know you've never seen me As someone you'd kiss . I wish the reins were under my hold, But darling my love grows manifold. You tell me stories of your time with her, And wilt my heart, like a summer's sun … Continue reading Miles.
I don't know when I got the plague. I'm beginning to think it's of my age. Oh I thought it was My way! 'It's my character '. To me I'd say. I did feel the unrest. Somewhere writhing in my chest. But I turned a blind eye, And so did they ' After all it's … Continue reading Plagued.
His eyes sparkled a shade I've never known. That million watt smile Lit up every cell in me. And for the first time , I knew what a miracle was. Him.
Every word I ink, Breathes you in. Every penned emotion, Hails your name. My poetry reeks of a bruised heart Though flavoured love its clad in. PS: This is an old work of mine. It is from a time when my world revolved around a boy. The theme of my works have changed drastically after(not … Continue reading
"You have wings". They say. But stretch them if I may? Too far I’ve reached My life is not only mine to breathe. “You can dream.” They say. And when I do, They say-“This is not what is expected of you!” I fell, I rose I hit rock bottom, I soared the skies! But did … Continue reading Box
What is human? A broken heart, a bludgeoned soul? What is human ? The shredded pieces sewn on to make a whole? I ask you. Can you love, with no love in return? Can you help, even though in the process you burn? When you soar, would you let others fly with you? Would you … Continue reading Human.
Misfit 