Beauty

You speak of beauty in imperfections, say the moon has got spots on him; those are craters, nimwit, dents that don’t receive sunlight. I look at the depth hiding in darkness, you search for vandalised surface. Beauty lies not in imperfections but perceptions. The more damage we take, the more depth we have; flaunt your…

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…

Garden.

A flower blossomed from the cracks of her skin. Only to wither away before she could blink. Desolation echoed her in her voice; life pale, it had endured pain. The eyes have dried. Emotions had died; of abandonment and famine. There are worms now, crawling into her heart, burrowing into her soul. She had waned,…

Unrelated.

Life sometimes gets so hopeless that there’s nothing else one can do but laugh and Tears don’t taste good anymore. Emotions have abandoned me a long time ago, these are the days of apathy. Crises give meaning to existence. My soul encompasses the universe and scars are galaxies with stories hidden in plain sight. There…

Secrets.

She stands behind the curtain, always concealed; It takes her shape where she stands, only revealing her feet. I ask her questions, she answers me; the other times, she barely speaks. Is she naked? Is she scarred? The secrets are openly buried. Not one step forward, not one behind, she’s in the shadows, scarily quiet.…

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…

Sailing

When the waves flow Into the dark And the night hides Behind the stars I set sail Towards horizon Following the map With location marked Along came a cyclone Ripping off the mast I hear the skies roar Like it's the God's wrath "It's not easy, son To find your destiny Neither is it far…

Red were the feelings

Long were the vines that wrapped her Invisible to naked eye Thorns pierced through her skin She bled, she didn't care For, the blood hid her scars Ah! That flamboyant stare! The crimson stain is what she wore Her love, adorned with gore There goes the red lady, Heart and soul impure, Swift as the…