ज़िन्दगी एक जगह टिकी कहां रहती?खोए हुए रास्तों में खोई हुई मिलती है। This is what happens when Shreya triggers the philosopher in me. And Chandni! What would I do without you?? Thank you for typing it in Hindi for me. 🥺 Anushka said “add two more lines”, easier said than done, Y’know?? For those … Continue reading Life in Hindi 😛
Sometimes the best thing about love Is secrecy; the bane of secret love Is that it dies so.
I wish I could draw the stars, paint the moon and add colours to the night. But I find magic in words, not the world. I can only imagine. I can only write. I sing of obscurities, I dance to absurdities and dream of certainties. Where is fantasy? Why has it eluded me? Maybe I’m … Continue reading State of decay.
I set my gaze upon the lake reflecting the sunlight; a gentle breeze flew by taking the tears from my moist eyes. That was the moment I realised I cried And I don’t want to know why.
And in the night when you hear their voices They slip you into slumber You won’t want to wake up Again
I was dreaming looking out the window, eyes wide open. I struggled to sleep lying in my bed, eyes closed, demons wide awake. I searched for answers without asking a question; whatever questioned faded without an answer. I live my life, dead inside; Would being dead keep me alive? Is there a cure to this … Continue reading I ponder.
He sipped tea from the disposable paper cup, under a tree, enjoying the drizzle and petrichor. She stirred the mocha, her eyes, aimless. He put on weight; the tee shirt has gotten a little tight and life, hopeless as ever. She burst out laughing as her friends approached her, teasing her about the boy who … Continue reading Distance.
For every time I said I don’t believe, Let me tell you, there was a time when I had nothing but that. You can only lose what you always had. What you don’t is what you won’t.
You want what you want and you will do what you can. Why? It’s a free society. Freedom is a fundamental right; do you even realise how you’re using it? You have every right to go fuck yourself but why do you have to do it to others? The government isn’t doing much, you say? … Continue reading Free
I looked up to the sky and hoped for nothing. What could it even offer? I wanted the world That’s already been sold. They say it is cold But then, you sell your soul To faith, to work, to life and oh! Love! Kisses, never moist, eyes, always closed; Words so deep, voices shallow. Freedom … Continue reading Hopes.
Don’t ask me what is wrong,Don’t tell me what is right;Don’t say there will be lightAt the end of the night. Don’t expect me to be strong,Stop looking for a fight;Within me liesA never ending fright. There are blacks,There is white,The Grays you don’t noticeIs what we call life;You give me your timeAnd you will … Continue reading Listen.
They say God created everything; the trees, water, mountains, creeks, insects, animals and hell, whatever that exists. A few days ago, I saw a dog and a cow sitting next to each other in peace. I wondered: Why the fuck aren’t they racist?? Why is it only us?? If god created them, to which religion … Continue reading I’m just curious.
Just another day for me in the shower. In the right hand corner is the wall where he lived, living his life, his way. The web was expansive and strong with carcasses of dead insects spread along the corners. A mosquito casually flew right into it, that curious little twat. He came out casually as … Continue reading Indifference.
All my life, I’ve had a dream; Consistent and persistent, worth every scream. It was to play a guitar, however possible it may seem, I neither could buy nor have I had the means; To Play a tune for you, I promised and I tried, Trust me; Know that it hurts to see you leave. … Continue reading And I’m grinning.
A diamond in the rough, she grabbed me by the scruff; said “Shut up and move, you played enough” Past the streets, through the subways where we first met We dashed forward, this romance will be tough She said there’s music, she said we’d dance Oh poor darling, I’m tone deaf. Do you like my … Continue reading Her.
I’m stranded Walking the thin line between memories and regret. The land I tread upon, frail like a leaf that has dried; caving in, the subsidence is evident. Every step I take pushes me nearer to death; every flimsy breath fills me with hope, to wander further ahead. The sun has mellowed down, the dunes … Continue reading Daydream
We see things happen that often make us laugh, like someone we know getting into trouble; “Oh he stepped on a banana peel and fell” Or “He stepped on shit” It’s not always stepping on something, falling, hurting ourselves, falling sick, sometimes even death is a laughed at. Why do we do that? Why do … Continue reading Wandering thoughts.
Everything has an end. Your favourite music, the book that got you hooked, delicious food, heck! Even life itself. What do we do when we hear of someone’s death? Offer condolences? What good are condolences for? They’re just momentary, fleeting sympathies forgotten with time. The best thing we can do for the dead is to … Continue reading My condolences.
Truth when questioned enough becomes a lie; Lie that’s believed turns into the truth. Questions are answered yet No answers are questioned; Freedom is not fundamental, Rights aren’t right when used. I’ve lost belief in faith, There’s no faith in what I believe.
Oh it was a nice evening, perfect for a stroll. There were trees on either sides, like cliched philosophical and metaphorical representations. That little girl is walking with a balloon, looking at the clouds slowly scattering away, smiling. She was smiling, okay? Not the clouds. Not the clouds. Did I tell you that the balloon … Continue reading Story?
I wish I could die; I wish I had the will To live But neither seem possible So I dream.
So my sister from WordPress Nabeela has some ideas for getting over a heartbreak. Yeah, that wretched thing that keeps fucking breaking itself over and over again over people and trivial shit. Here’s her part: When a person think about to finish the relationship with another person, It is Breakup.... If they both are married, … Continue reading Getting over someone. (Collab)
Would you be my compatriot? We shall sing, we shall dance, we shall talk; turn our faces in disquiet. There’s music, there are drinks, there are people we shall meet; there are sorrows, there is pain, tiny moments of joy taking our breath away. I can wipe your tears, you can dry my eyes; we’ll … Continue reading Stay with me.
I’d put you in the trunk but I don’t have a car; I’d dump you in the trash but I’m too lazy to get the bags. Chopping sounds like chore; Poison!? Takes too long, I’d get bored. Hang yourself, write a note; Or jump off a bridge, you won’t be found. Death is certain, so … Continue reading Psst…
My father had a dream, so did his. When you stop dreaming, it’s life that you’ll see. I dare you to dream, A dream with legitimacy. Now ‘wake up’ makes more sense to me because our generation is as hopeless as it can be.
At my desk on the edge of twilight, I searched for words to write for you. Something resplendent like they were forged in dying stars, warping our realities, those words. Where have they gone? Nevertheless, I grasp a few, piece them together for you; my thoughts, my love and my time, my love. Under the … Continue reading Hidden love.
Sometimes we fall, sometimes we land; The leap is inevitable. Fool your mind, tell it you’ll fly. Isn’t that what hope is?
Oh I’ve had women, babe. Women who looked better and kissed great but all I could give them was a heartbreak. There’s nothing that I didn’t try, wept until the eyes dried; to get over you, move and and live my life and here you are, like every fucking time. Where were you when I … Continue reading Stop for a minute.
Why do you love, you ask? Why does anything exist at all? There are things beyond reason, answers that dare not be questioned, and quests that can never end; Something as pointless as existence and unexplainable as the cosmos. Some may call it an illusion, you might even be delusional to call it An essence … Continue reading A chance.
“The dead shall rise again” cawed he, resting on my shoulders; always preaching. “The roads to hell go through the heaven, the path to heaven is of thorns and blood” His claws dug deeper, every time I looked away, the voice denser, the further we tread, “lift your head up and show your shame” My … Continue reading Crow.