Bob was a regular fish who swam with his shoal. He enjoyed floating with lighter current and was also popular for going against the tide. It was a regular day for regular bob, shoaling and chewing on his food. The moon’s position wasn’t in their favour that night, the tides were high. When the directions … Continue reading Bob.
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.
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.
There are things that can’t be expressed in words; calling it love would be insulting to what I have for you, like searching for a pirate ship in shallow waters. There are things that can’t ever be mine. Be it words or you.
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 … Continue reading
Somewhere between hickeys and scars, You wandered off And I let you go.
You're my migraine, I am your pills; You don't need those, I don't want you.
You were the same old song With different lyrics; Ours was a different story With the same ending; Everything that comes together Has to fall apart. Anything that moves away Will know it's place; In due time.
If my greatest fear is losing you, Then my biggest weakness Would be having you.
Would you write to me, love When we're far apart? Would your love still be love Even in times of war? Would you walk with me, Smiling, from scar to scar? Does your pen still bleed? What does your paper need? To tell my story, to show us fall Remember those times, Wall to wall? … Continue reading Will you?
You're to me, Like dreams are to sleep Sometimes a nightmare, Sometimes, sweet Forever in my mind's eye Lost when I lose the sleep (Come, let's count sheep)