A Conversation
I don’t need your words for company Neither do I long for your emails I just need your silence And your shadow trails
Tagged: Poem
The World of My Heritage
This is the world of my Lord, My world heritage. This is the place where we belong, This is our stage.
Limitless Beauty
You got stars on your skin And snowflakes in your dream. Your eyes, the glistening sparkles upon the meandering morning stream…
Escape
Bridges of wood have long been burnt, A trail of lies and truths unheard unspoken unaccounted for Supine yet paramount
Insomniac Ideals
Some thoughts are never frozen, Ideals are all rigid, not seized. Inspiration airs the burning coal, Neither they wait, nor awaits the goal. One who dreams through action,
The Crime
I stood there, in the rain, With bloodied hands and heart filled with pain. I stood still, as I couldn’t run away For what I did, I had to pay.
Sleep
After having walked all day, The surveyors note reads: Ridge roads are mirrors This is a stone age, not the awakening
Being Woman
“Being a woman is the best thing happened to me.” She said counting her last breaths. Flashbacked the scenes of being looked down, The feeling being treated as material, Where the other gender ruled freedom. Childhood was just a word;...
Daylight Dies
The creeping silence makes its way Amidst the drifting fog. The bright crimson skies Fade away for the oncoming shades of grey. As daylight dies Darkness makes it way Among looming shadows. Engulfing everything on it’s path In everlasting monochromatic...
