ages / seasons

I can smell the summer, taste the monsoons and see the winters in people’s eyes. They keep passing like climate; sometimes warm, sometimes cold and pouring. I don’t remember a weather report that’s accurate, just like people. They come and go for reasons unknown (at least to me). She waved at me the first time…

It comes and goes.

I just don’t understand how the world works at all. I was jobless but happy then I was working and miserable. It’s only after I got out of college that I was interested in learning. I am surrounded yet I’m alone, they sat with me, ate with me and lived with me but not once…

I

I’m the voice that fades, the farther you move; I’m the path that goes nowhere. I’m that fragrance that’s lost in the air, I’m a story that’s concealed in pretence. They say people come and go. I am the one that goes.

Between

In a world where happiness is frowned upon, not celebrated; where sorrow is celebrated and not taken care of, In the cities ruled by tyrants, tyrants backed by cowards and cowards, fed by the greedy Where rebellion is suppressed, every voice, oppressed and freedom is for sale Those that live die Those who try, live…

Wear

They walked the guttersIn leather bootsThey skinned menTo make more bootsThey polished them in sweatColoured them with bloodSold them to other menTwice the priceHalf the size

Wastage

A tap leaks. The droplets make a puddle and in the middle, form the ripples. The constant leak drains all the water inside. The puddle dried up. There were no ripples anymore. Nobody cares. And yeah, don’t waste water, shut the taps tight.

Uh….. I’m just sayin’

I wish it were a cigarette that I’m holding but tea would do. I’m addicted. Temperatures have slumped since the past few days owing to cyclone in the neighbouring state. It’s a good feeling. I haven’t felt like this in days. The afternoon ended. Politicians are busy canvassing. They give out fake promises and empathy…

I don’t know

How do you know someone? What do you say to that? We tend to explain under what circumstances we met and what led us here. Does that mean we know them?? We recognise people based on their traits and interactions. That’s getting acquainted but do we know them? If we don’t, how do we know?…

Yes I see them. Those clouds floating away abandoning my skies, making way to sunlight. The rains have gone and the days shall now be long; air carries the season’s warmth. I miss the cold, that chill down my spine; I shed the skin that I once called mine. A strange feeling of comfort creeps…

And my mind rambles on.

I still remember sitting alone on the staircase talking to myself. Sometimes I wonder, is it just me? Or do people go through this phase of not being able to make any friends? Man, I really miss that staircase. He sat with me, my friend; the one I couldn’t see but talk to, the one…

Clouds.

Oh! How they float, those aimless souls Those thick black clouds, steady and slow. Lost; too far yet so close.

Story?

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…

you never let go.

Everything I let go of is everything I hold on to. How ironic, this feeling of letting go is; You think you let go of things and people, you think. It’s not letting go. You never let go. You live with them. Let go, my ass.

Cookies.

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…

Lies.

“Whatever I did, I did, for you.” She told him. “Whatever I did, I did, for him.” She told them “Whatever they did, they did, for themselves.” they whispered. “I hate them all” he said to himself.

Worlds.

We always consider the world to be one single entity. When are we going to realise that we build our own individual worlds? What if I say that every person has his own world? The world is small because we create it ourselves. It’s limited to people we meet, places we visit and things we…

These nights, I swear.

Sometimes you need a clear sky, A moon, some stars And the audacity To say “fuck off”.

What have you done?

We could always have been the should have beens. But now, we’re might’ve beens. Kudos to us, thanks to you. If you don’t mind, can you Move out of my way?

Are you not entertained?

Dis mrng I wanted to annoy ppl who flw me here on my blog with lingo. So here I’m, typng wrds tht miss lettrs here n der. Tryng my best to do it but it’s not enuf. Have u noticed no we also change spellings of wrds so dey r short n tak less time…

The final chapter

I don’t turn pages I burn the book down We’re all lost mazes And further we drown Memories, fading images Silence, our sound Living through phases, Spirits, buried in the ground

Doubts.

In a world filled with stars In a galaxy full of worlds I wander As an insignificant speck of dust I look at the sun, in daylight Under the dark sky And moonlight, I wonder Why do we talk to stones? Believe in an existence, unknown? What is sin? What is just? What are morals?…

Words.

“Life is strange” Said my father, “Every man you already know is still a stranger, even to himself.”

Issues.

The bag flew right into the tubelight spawning sparks as the glass frame shattered all over. There were students trying to bring the black board down and partially succeeded as it was too heavy and tightly fixed. Within seconds, all of the lights were broken and shattered, fans had their wings bent towards the ceiling,…

Butterfly

The world to her Was full of butterflies All she could do was chase Gone were they Within the blink of an eye

At the bottom of every bottle In the smoke exhaled Amongst the women I’ve been with And in drops of water, Everytime I bathed Out of the closed doors, Inside the world I roamed Behind every tear I wasted And emotions that had me drowned Every second I breathe, Every step I took I searched…

I picked up the fallen Leaves that dried up Looking at the branches As sunlight pierced through I knew then, Fallen things are even more Beautiful because they make way For newer things Tight was my grip, yet They slipped right Through my fingers You were right, father Stronger your hold, Weaker your grip All…

People.

You search for butterflies Yet live a life of misery and lies You play a game, Everytime you change the name You want to be remembered But all you do is ignore You want what you want But never care for someone who wants you Nothing is never enough When you don’t know What you…

Presence

Atop the highest mountain In the deepest sea On the harshest soils And heavy winds You’ll hear me whisper You’ll hear me sing Feel my presence? But nowhere to be seen I’m the thunder I’m in the quakes Inside the twister, I’m a tidal wave In your anger, Behind the smile, When you walk the…

Life.

Leave me be, my friend On the shore As I lay bleeding For, The ocean gives back What it takes.