🌞 Riding on the northern wind He was the harbinger of joy She, the bedecked face of earth In her summer glory looked coy. She, always moving in her familiar little orbit Often passed him by – a traveller, a nomad Who brought her a bounty of fruits when he halted And flew by, showering flowers […]
i’m not so fond of love poems anymore, so i begin this poem as an attempt to unlove you. to brush the dust off my piano, that has spent way too many years at the back of my garage, along with pieces of your memories. you see, the concept of love, to me, has always […]
We poor, over-thinking people. Present to us a piece of bread on a plate, we’ll be wondering about why you gave it late, why the bread is burnt, why you walked the way you did, why the sun is shining just a little bit more fervently today… In other words, almost any random occurrence in this universe […]
It is true what they say about a writer falling in love with you. She will immortalise you in the pages of her journal, she will make you the main character of her stories—a hero, she will turn your love into arrhythmic verses of poetry. But what when you hurt her? Won’t she burn you […]
Fall in love with someone who kisses your scars like they are badges of honor. Fall in love with someone who knows what your favorite color is not because you told them a million times but because they worked it out. Fall in love with someone who asked your life ambitions on the first date […]
Dear stranger, If everything is going great for you, I’m glad it is. If it’s not, I want you to know that you’ll get through this. It will take time, but you will. Have faith in yourself and trust your gut. It’ll be alright. Just breathe. If you feel guilty about stopping whatever you’re doing […]
I will kiss you from dawn to dusk, I am neither the sun nor the moon. I will soak your smokiness and erase your wrinkle, I am neither the light nor an empath. I will mend your nights and present you wings, I am neither a dream nor an angel. I will write you poems […]
We are the kind of people who have an intermediate parity of extrovert and introvert. We live widely, and some days, solitude is our only solace. We visit places and do things which excites us, we often enjoy tranquil leisure, not only are we outgoing, but we take pleasure in staying home; reading books, binge […]
I hate writing. If you haven’t been where I am right now, you aren’t a writer. If you haven’t hated writing, you aren’t a writer. You feel fucking lonely. […]
i despise the thing between your lips but you say it helps you take the edge off, though it burns your lungs and clouds your mind yet i’m distracted by your throaty laugh and those liquid gold words that escape your smooth mouth. and when darkness cloaks the sky, phone warms up my ear like […]
FALLEN FUTURES 