Before the hangover fades away and reality kicks in, I should write about this book, Men Without Women, that felt like a solemn dream. I feel like I am trying to trap light in a jar. I don’t think I can give words to what exactly I was feeling when I read this book but I…… Continue reading Men Without Women by Haruki Murakami
The door has eyes set on the street As if it still prays for you to return The windows have donned blankets of dust And home feels like a prison The roses you raised so lovingly Have dried crumbled and fallen apart That eagle smashed her nest Sparrows migrated with a solemn heart Your home…… Continue reading That time of year.. #OctPoWriMo 2018 Day-3
My existence lost My words forlorn I miscarried happiness Before it was even born Look at my cruel fate Niether i could smile Nor i could mourn I was awestruck by rose When i got stabbed by the thorn My hope doesn’t give in My valour is worn I chained myself mercilessly With a senseless…… Continue reading Torn..#NaPoWriMo 2018 #AtoZChallenge
And then There is this one huge void Terrifying blank space No sound No light No air No movement The sense of nothingness That creeps in And occupies you You can’t feel anything You are not Permitted to cry You can’t smile Can’t scream Can’t breathe.. Niether you are alive Nor you are dead Your…… Continue reading Nothingness #NaPoWriMo #AtoZChallenge
As I coiled Carefully These barbed wires Around me Preparing myself like a sadist For the inevitable tragedy I kept folding and wrapping Until, I couldn’t see my body And then I waited for the roaring doom To crash on me, ruthlessly The circle was closing in And it was impossible to flee I knew…… Continue reading Barbed Wires
Morning shone on my face Through the dark curtains I know it was day But I stayed still And squeezed my eyes shut I didn’t want to wake up From the enchanting illusion From a dream That was best of all the dreams It was you And me Singing Laughing Dancing Between the pillars Of…… Continue reading I Set You Free..
People join our lives at random scattered occasion. There’s never a good time or a bad time. When they join us we ask ourselves why now? They leave behind a permanent Cavity when they depart. We keep peeping into it looking for answers. Which is pointless. Then we try to fill the cavity with debris..…… Continue reading Unsaid words..