So my sister from WordPress Nabeela has some ideas for getting over a heartbreak. Yeah, that wretched thing that keeps fucking breaking itself over and over again over people and trivial shit. Here’s her part: When a person think about to finish the relationship with another person, It is Breakup.... If they both are married, … Continue reading Getting over someone. (Collab)
There’s plenty of fish in the sea, so I heard. I flung the fishing rod into the air, hoping to catch some. Every time I whipped, the hook came back with nothing. Is it the bait? I switch it and try my luck again but everything goes in vain. I’m a poet, you see, It … Continue reading Blind fish.
Hey Patients! I’m having a tough time writing poetry and I wanted to do sumn different. I proposed a collaboration in which I ask a question about …Collab! (nothing too crazy, I swear) So finally! Finally!!! A collab with the one that’s always so aloof and elusive! I’m really glad you came up with this. … Continue reading Collab! (nothing too crazy, I swear)
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.
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.
Yet another liebster, guys! I’ve been nominated by Anushka this time. Tell me something girl, how’re you so positive in this modern world? Or do you need more? Is there somethin' else you're searchin' for? I’m fallin’. Your questions are so simple, they’re complicated to me. Let’s start, shall we?? 1.When and how did you … Continue reading Liebster award.
You know why I let you go, don’t you? It took me a hundred cups of coffee and a great deal of ink to finally realise; An aching head hurts more than an aching heart.
The skies are yellow The moon is pink I screamed out “hello” The stars just winked All their raised mouths Could hardly raise my brows I see this world Through holes in the walls. I run to places unknown, Wandering into destinations, unseen; These holes of my portals, Warp into dimensions. But the walls are … Continue reading Warped dream.
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.
Art is the language of the unspoken; art is the path to the lost; art is shelter to the homeless and wandering; art, is the voice to the mute. Art is what you think, art is what you can imagine, art is what you see, art is what you make and destroy. In every ticking … Continue reading
Do you see tears? Do you see blood? Do you sense fears? Do you smell death? Words are how I bleed, through these words I cry, In these Words I lie, long after I die.
You may die, I may perish; Memories fade and People forget to cry For you, for love; But we live, We stand tall; As long as I'm here, As long as I write; For until my time is done, Everyday is forever, Every minute, A lifetime.
Sunshine, sunshine, sunshine all around! This time, it's spread by Nabeela, my sister from somewhere I don't know. America, sis?? Well, thank you, ma'am, you put a smile on this sulky guy's face this morning. Let's jump straight to the Q&A, shall we?? First thing that comes to your mind when you think about christmas … Continue reading Sunshine!!
Me when I see my name in Nour's award post: Lemme thank her highness for nominating me when nobody gave two shits. Means a lot, girl. With award nominations come tricky questions and when it's Nour that's asking, you better brace yourself. Here we go!! Her questions: 1-deepest lyrics you’ve heard? In every loss, in … Continue reading My sunshine!
Through the narrow paths and lousy traffic, I raced my way to work. Amidst all that chaos and people giving wrong path indicators, music is my saving grace. The ride to work is always an adventure; rude people, potholes, broken roads, heavy traffic, people coming at you, taking the wrong side, man! It is one … Continue reading My worst enemy.
Better late than never, eh? This post is me expressing gratitude which is a rare sight since I'm a thankless twat. One fateful morning, in June 2015, I created a blog which can achieve nothing significant; something that would give me peace. Four years later, here it stands with a thousand followers, baffling my mind. … Continue reading Well, well, lookie here!
If life was a book And you were the lead I'm that guy you'd always love And readers love to hate
I'm drunk on your love. When I cry for you, My tears taste like whiskey.
We're on the same page, yes We might be in the same book But my lines are love Yours are regrets
Without you My love, words Are mere scars on paper
Words wander around, As days roll by Every second, an eternity My world dreads your absence My pen bleeds, Dreaming of your presence Cold were you, as the winters Caught was I, in your blizzards All the ink froze Yet I write With blood and a rose Read with your heart, love For the eyes … Continue reading Just so you know
I thank you, Miss Motivation, Sanika for nominating me. Your quotes awaken my inner positivity, even though there's nothing much left and I apologise for taking so long to post this but hey; better late than never! (Just kidding) I'll just answer the questions since I'm in no mood to write and was about to … Continue reading Liebster and sunshine Blogger Awards!
Though I have a million words to describe you, The pen refuses to move and when it does, the ink it bleeds is never enough. When the paper soaks up my thoughts, it never seems perfect. Perfect doesn't seem to be perfect anymore, it has to be you. Everytime your picture crosses my mind, emotions … Continue reading When I can’t write anything.
Over the hills and far away, I search for myself along the way; Where I rest is not my stop, Where I stop is not the end; The journey has just begun, my friend. Along came the wind, Around came the water, Nature is refuge, The sky is my shelter. I leap over the mountains, … Continue reading Journey
Where has it gone? I remember shoving it inside the closet a month ago. I'm careless with things I think I'd never use. When I was a kid, an autorikshaw used to drop me at school. As I grew older, the modes of transportation have changed from bicycles to bus. With age came a rebellious … Continue reading Raincoat