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…

Living

It isn’t like what it was, it won’t be like how it is; these aren’t just days but life in layers, peeling off by itself one after another. Memories are a game of mind and nightmares are scars that haunt. We’re caught amidst the chaos of sleep and consciousness and nothing makes actual sense.

Trippin

It’s got me by my hair like a substance that filled the air; with magic and hypnotic hymns that got me dazed. Why’s there no one out there? I don’t see a reason anybody would care but don’t you need somebody who shares? Oh, beat it, life! I ain’t going anywhere. I limped across a…

I..uh…

Aswathy says this is me. I think. Sometimes it’s all I can do; sometimes it’s what I cannot. Sometimes it’s not the time, sometimes it’s just sometimes. It’s just time or maybe it isn’t; I don’t know. When I want to know, I don’t know what I have to know. When I do, I don’t…

Times

“God has a plan for you” So I’ve heard. Whatever path you take, it’s for good. Bad days pave way for good days. Do they? Is that what you tell yourself? Hard times test you; make you a better person. Tell me this, o honest denizen, do they make you better or broken? Broken isn’t…

State

Walk away. I’ve got nothing to offer; not even kind words. Look around, look at you, look at me. What do we have in common? Nothing that you can see or perceive. For me, what makes you happy is a dream. What you dread is a wound that doesn’t heal. Walk your way, I’ll walk…

Drowning

Everything’s gonna be alright. What an illusion! A hope inspiring lie! But why? I walk the same road I was on twelve years ago, in shoes that bared my toes. The boots are now strong and the story is too long, unfit to be a song. My shoulders that were once free now carry the…

Normal.

What is normal but the feeling of comfort and relevance? You might tell me I’m wrong, say normal is something that’s acceptable and repeating; now tell me this, would you accept discomfort when it’s not needed? Would you tolerate if it’s irrelevant? Whatever happens is normal until you decide it isn’t. What is normal to…

Motivation.

We only got one life. Everything that you have or had won’t matter sooner or later; the ones that looked and felt so important to you will become obsolete. The constant pressure of making a living and a will to survive robs us off of the life in the present moment. Can we stop for…

You and I

I’m you, when you fight yourself, resisting change, looking for something new and crying over what to choose. I’m you, when you are recluse, craving company; scared knowing what you’d lose. I’m you, when you laugh in the moments of indecisiveness, not knowing what to do. You’re me if you think what I say is…

I Stand

I stand barefoot, soiling my feet. It rained in the morning, sunny in the afternoon and is freezing at night. I hear chirping birds, cawing crows, gentle breezes, wild winds and howling canines. I start to erode but I stand. I stood still. I still stand.

Still.

You say I’m an aimless soul, lacking ambition and grit. What do you know of the perils in choosing? The comfort in stillness and eventuality of stagnation and degradation? Let me be, o restless one; I have what you don’t but don’t have what I want.

Sensation

A tingling sensation crawls down my back; the kisses my skin now misses. The wind hugs me from behind, can’t get your hands off of my mind and I still feel like our fingers are intertwined. I’m not scared of mornings anymore, every day gets me a little closer to you. Now I know, it…

Good morning.

Oh fuck! I’m gonna be late; I hate being late. Threw the blanket aside, sprang from my bed and ran into the bathroom to grab my brush. Brushing is such a chore! All that spit and rinse and gargle... ugh! Somebody switch the water heater on! I’m fucking late! Why didn’t anybody wake me up?!…

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…

Minutes of midnight.

I should’ve closed the window. The calendar slaps itself against the wall making too much noise; I check my phone for the clock. When was the last time I looked for date? It’s not that there’s always something important but when was it? I walk to the calendar and try to guess what day it…

Bob.

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…

This time.

Over the tear lean my lips pressing against your moist cheeks. I’ll take the salt in, ruffle your hair and pull back; it’ll leave you smiling. Maybe I’ll bump my forehead into yours, maybe I’ll play with your fingers, just maybe, I might hug you till you snore. Look at me, darling, look and me…

Distance.

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…

Listen.

Don’t ask me what is wrong,Don’t tell me what is right;Don’t say there will be lightAt the end of the night. Don’t expect me to be strong,Stop looking for a fight;Within me liesA never ending fright. There are blacks,There is white,The Grays you don’t noticeIs what we call life;You give me your timeAnd you will…

Stay with me.

Would you be my compatriot? We shall sing, we shall dance, we shall talk; turn our faces in disquiet. There’s music, there are drinks, there are people we shall meet; there are sorrows, there is pain, tiny moments of joy taking our breath away. I can wipe your tears, you can dry my eyes; we’ll…

Now and never.

Oh you don’t have to remember my name nor come, pay respects to my decaying mane; Don’t bother, memories shall fade; don’t cry, tears only come in vain; What I am is what shall remain, what I was is a disappearing stain. Life goes on, death lives on.