It’s raining and the roads are flooded with traffic, cars going bumper to bumper. There’s a dog trying to get to the other side; the light is sometimes green and sometimes red. He ran across. He goes haywire, he’s blinded by lights and reflections in the water. Within a blink, he’s in the middle of … Continue reading Run, dog! Run!
I’m thinking of the blues as flowers grow out of the bruise; the rusty old chair sings songs of you. Eyes have shrunk, tears have dried, wrinkles on my skin have stories that hide. Life was bittersweet, people fell like teeth; I wash my hands with a few good deeds; you know, to live is … Continue reading Come on in.
If there’s a rule that makes you wanna follow, You better make new ones. (Because what makes you act without thinking isn’t worth acting upon)
“Hang in there” they say. Little do they know that we’re hanging on to the edges of the wedges; we’re slowly losing our grip. That’s what we’ve been doing, bud. Thanks. “It’s all in your hands. You have to change your life, don’t be a lousy ass! You’re just blaming it on people and the … Continue reading Listen up.
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)
I held my breath as I walked to you; O Girl, you take my breath away! I held it back to save myself, to live; For I can die But cannot live your way.
The papers were white, embodying the light, reflecting minds; The thoughts were dark, like shadows lurking behind; Words were rainbow; in those colours hides our life.
If I slept yesterday, Wake me up today; If I don’t, put me to sleep tomorrow.
I thought I had wings and dreamt of flight, only to realise they were hands. Could barely crawl, yet life had me running after people and things. Everything was quiet and it was too late before I found my voice. I searched for myself through the eyes of people and ways of the world; now … Continue reading Voids.
I wish there was a “how” for every “what” And a “why” to every “how”. The search for meaning is almost always futile And scarcely fruitful.
I am a liar. A liar who seeks truth in a world of marionettes wired to societal archetypes. A masked crusader hiding behind his face, transcending masquerades. I am stubborn. A man vocal about his opinions, standing his ground against stereotypical perspectives and religious conservatism. I am a coward. Agitated by judgemental eyes and voices, … Continue reading I am.
I will love you forever. Forever, until the end of time. Time has no end; Forever is a myth And so is love.
It is singing. If I were sleeping on lush green grass under a giant tree on a hill with the wind running wild and the sun going easy on me, it would’ve been a bliss. I’d have loved this bird. The sun is after my ass today; setting my insides on fire and I’m sticky … Continue reading summer
We’re all stars lighting up someone’s sky. We’re all stars, fading away like glimpses of distant light. We’re all stars, only alive for the night.
Carved on trees, is my name; papers carry my words, the life has been shallow, haven’t tasted fame; you will forget my voice, when have we last talked? Come atop the mountain, sit by the little red rock; say my name, you will see me walk To you, I sing this song, Let me die … Continue reading Memory
The world stops nowhere but it is headed somewhere; The roads may lead to nowhere but have to end somewhere; I know I am going nowhere then why start somewhere?
I got flies flying around my cookies; They must’ve gotten soft now, the cookies not flies. Flies are persistent as fuck. They just don’t give up and they’re pretty badass, man. They poop and vomit when they land on you. I grabbed the cookie and tried to take a bite, had no idea what I … Continue reading Cookies.
You say I’m precious. You hid me from the world, like a secret, never to be told. Do I even know? Have you ever wondered? It’s too late, I can see it now. That fallen leaf that you saved amidst those pages lies there dried up and lifeless. Precious things whither too, darling. You don’t … Continue reading Precious things.
There I was on the terrace last night, looking into the sky, staring at the moon. Well, that’s about it. I was just looking. It’s okay to do something that has no purpose; it just has to make you happy. Stop expecting meaningful shit all the time. Life itself lacks meaning. Enough said.
I’ve written about you. What I write are lies but trust me when I tell you; when you’re home, in the darkness, the shadows desert you, the wind carries whispers and the sky ain’t always blue. Would you miss me then? When I don’t have a name anymore, when my body doesn’t walk around, when … Continue reading A Short letter.
You ask me why I lay here all day, staring into nothingness ? ‘Cuz darling, when everything you believed in loses its meaning, your bleeding heart and shattered faith tell you that this is the closest you can get to dying before you go out and the cycle repeats. It’s a beginning and an ending … Continue reading Abyss.
There’s a stone wall so high, going up there felt like being in the sky. There’s a cat on that wall staring at the clouds; feeling the wind wrapping around his body, growing more intense with each fleeting second. He doesn’t want to go back to where he came from, there’s nothing left there. The … Continue reading cat on a wall.
Except for those street dogs in the suburb, loneliness loomed on this usually busy road. A few bikes went past me as I drove slow, soaking in the sunlight. It could’ve been a good day; everyday can be a good day, if only you could do something about it. On the left stood a bus, … Continue reading Where to?
I lived a pious life, I desired to sin; I lived a sinful life, I craved for heaven; I lost in every step I was told to win; I won a few hearts and broke them, even; My friend, This is what life has been. A treacherous journey yet to end.
Stone pines. Tall, rich stone pines. Why now? Because they were passing by; no, actually she was passing by. Stone pines. On both sides of the road. What lay behind those? Grass and other trees of course but who cares? She could only see stone pines. They’re the only ones she could name. The rest … Continue reading Air.
Lay me down, put me to rest; The time is now, easy and slow. Under the skies, warm and clear; In the muddy ground, devoid of snow; Six feet under, leave me alone.
The usual farmer’s market; people going around, buying vegetables, bargaining and chattering their mouths out. I see men staring at women, I see women exchanging glances. The sky was pale, clouds were scattered and feeble and the sun was about to set. I walked further past children crying for toys, parents covered their eyes, vendors … Continue reading Finding a way back.
A soul truly lost loses itself in belief, in hope Of finding itself again. What’s lost isn’t recovered, what is found isn’t what is lost. What do you choose? What do you know? Where will this path lead you to? Where do you go?
The cracked open lips that bleed tell you no tales of the coldness that dried them up. The dirt in my nails decorate fingers with the untidiness of life. Why do you bother yourself with how tasteless I am with the clothes I wear? Don’t they speak for themselves? The shoes don’t match, man, the … Continue reading Ahem!
It’d have been forever, y’know..... This moment. If only you’d let me.