Variants

Summers have me hoping for rain, hell, even monsoons did. But that’s not the point. While I was busy hoping, a sudden surge of uneasiness crept in, distracting me from the moment. My heart holds volumes of past trials and trauma like the ash gray sky not willing to release. There are events beyond our…

Summers – collaboration

I wander into the blacks, into the blues, where there was a sky before. The stars light up my eyes, the nights hide in my hair; hymns of life waltz inside my lungs and skin reeks of age. These walls have ears, my memories lose years; I chase voices, in the field of unending summers….

Post breakfast stress disorder

I don’t care what’s for breakfast as long as there’s breakfast. No matter what happens to the world, I’m unbothered. So many books have been left half read, a few are still unread. I spend money on useless things and regret, I repeat the same mistake and act like I forget. Don’t ask me about…

Titanic

It feels like the times of yore,We await a ship that takes us home, May it take, just a little more;The breeze is strong, skies are sore; oceans kiss… Titanic Anushka and her magic.

Embrace – collaboration

In sickness, I wrote of health; in strength, I whined about ailment. Never once has one thing held true for itself, never once have I tried to embraceWhat I had been offered for there was no satisfaction in earthly events. It was fabrication that revealed traces of concealed intentions and sweet deceit.I await rains while…

Of tombs and dreams

The fool thinks the sky is his home; Makes no sense when he says dreams give him wings. “Tonight I fly again” he bellowed “I close my eyes, and I fly. Away from you, away from living, away from the lands of barren dreams.” Those Soaked in blood, burning alive in the pyre of their…

The path

Even if I knew, I couldn’t beEven if I could, I wouldn’t beEven if I would, I still have to know I might walk, but I see no pathThere might be a path, but I can’t believeIf belief is the path, I dare not tread In response to her majesty Nawazish. Also, here’s my Instagram…

Distance

When her majesty collaborates. I walk a spiral. Sometimes up, sometimes down but most of the time, I’m unaware and numb. At least I’m moving. I see nothing but the spiral that I … Distance

Routine – collaboration

I reminisce the same old memories, cry for the same reason, laugh at the same joke and write the same thing over and over again. Life itself is repetitive, what’s there in routine? There is a rhythm in chaos. I sway to the beats of psychedelic laughter; memories sneak out of my eyes and roll…

Words.

What you read isn’t my story; don’t try reading in between the lines. The words that tell my tales are struck off and horridly concealed. Every happy spell is contaminated by the knowledge of how fleeting such moments are and how life is spent trying to disentangle this contingency. There’s no life on paper, neither…

Broken things – collaboration

She had a thing for everything broken. Believed broken things had better stories to tell and treasured them all. Bits and pieces of broken bangles, Cute little charms from a broken bracelet, Her grandpa’s broken vintage radio, Her father’s broken watch and as she grew up, Broken hearts! Time has passed and broken hearts left…

Insides. -collaboration

A white light takes over the night; I am as cold and dead inside. Shrouded in darkness, I lay and stare at the starless sky, gazing into the past, lost in the dwindling moments. I lose myself for the first time; don’t know what peace feels like, it’s been a while. A fog descends from…

A writer’s whisper – collab

The inkling in my handSeeks refuge,Urging me to jot it down,A revolt rages within. My soul tries to breaks the walls of the dungeon,It craves to be let out;The pen is a prison,Paper is the land far away.Letting go would mean pain,There is no liberty without a price;Writing is evil,Something that I need to survive….

Scars – collaboration

Tisha and I wanted to write on “scars” but I was clueless as ever. This is what I finally came up with: Underneath my skin are tissues and blood; they know your touch. My senses have recognised you long before you laid your hands on me; like on a quest for holy grail, you searched…

A star above.

I sit by the window and look at the night sky; a million stars are scattered across but I knew it is true; the one that shone bright, yeah, that’s you. Up there beyond my reach, tell me, how is the sky treating you? Would you listen to me? Can I shed a tear or…

Hellos and byes – collab post.

“Your forgot to turn the lights off,” you’d scream, making it a big deal. But checking it twice, isn’t a big deal either. So, I made sure all the switches are off, grabbed my keys and locked the door. I played your favourite song in the car. I love it but I won’t admit it….

Bittersweet.

Now that I leapt, I’d enjoy the fall; It’s a flatline, I know When I hit the ground. Anushka: No matter where you go,You might fall;Be insistent and resilient to make sure,For in all this and moreThe past is long gone..!! (Her spontaneity is astonishing)

Warped dream.

The skies are yellow The moon is pink I screamed out “hello” The stars just winked All their raised mouths Could hardly raise my brows I see this world Through holes in the walls. I run to places unknown, Wandering into destinations, unseen; These holes of my portals, Warp into dimensions. But the walls are…

I’m done chasing the ghosts of our past,I wish it were a reality,But we both knew it wouldn’t last. You broke my wings,I hid my plight,But I never hinderedYour will to fly; There’s no way your words will lead meBack into that path,I set you free, then,For if we’re meant to be, we shall meet…

Drunk on love

It’s fun writing with you, girl. Damn! Vodka in my mind, Fill my glass, Sip some wine, Walk me home, Fall out of line, Wanna get dizzy, Lemme lean get me high. Like alcohol, I drink you in Taken over head, Got me stumbling, Can’t find the words, Got me stuttering, You’re not poison, You’re…

Lost and found.

In collaboration with the she-wolf, Stephanie. Where was your hand, When I fell to the ground? At night, searching lonely.. Your shadow nowhere to be found. When I screamed your name running, Your voice made no sound. Not in your arms, I’m homeless. But somehow, I’ve been found.

Flame

Forged by red, Molded by the sun, It was you who won me. Your words ignite the burn. In collaboration with Stephanie Roath

The cold closure.

There’s a knife through my back Reaching my bleeding heart Leaving behind a crimson trail There’s a sword through my mind Creeping up on my weeping soul Where your sweet laughter hails The scar on my arm Singing our story To the vagabond, numb and frail There’s a tear on your cheek Watching the world…

Dear love

As the sun sets, All of my monsters come alive Where have you been, love? I’m a prisoner and they reign Where is hope, love? I search for it again I rot alone and quiver Feeling hands all over All there is, is darkness And a crimson red river For I might drown for our…