poetry

It’s flow starts from the down, feeding on every last tissue it can pin, this is gettig hard, I can barely borne its fire. Feeling lost, brooding aloud, take it away, take it away, I am afraid to feel the pull it draws. It’s seeding inside me, growing too speedily. …

Because there is a world hidden inside us all, that only shows up in the hours of dark. What is that dark for you mate? Is it beautiful or foul as a hate? Either ways, lets play along with its game. Can you feel it passing through the shore of …

There is beauty in his eyes, the world fails to see the lies, that a man is hurt too,  just chooses to hide it in the valley of smiles.   We spoke for hours, sometimes silent whispers, always surprised by the easy going sinuous.   A fondness woven for so …

A much crowded street colored with shouts and whispers, noises and honks was abruptly vacant that evening. the silence whispered, a drapery of calmness it was. awe-fully familiar streets, devoid of traffic lights and the smell of books, it was sad maybe. but it weaved a magic of it’s own with …

There’s no use in singing songs of love. Anymore. Here, Men are pelting the weak with stones. Men are razing to the ground innocent cities, turning them into tourist attractions for posterity. Men are dealing in fellow lives. Now, as I look at my songs, stripping each of them slowly …

ENDLESS   Writhing in pain, Of disbelief, The agony Replaced the guilty relief In darkness A life hovers, A future so bleak fate offers. Mind wanders, Given up on life The soul smothers The hurt of the flesh, Deeper and deeper Minutes of solitude That relief receives Yet again floods …

I weep discreetly, it’s like someone is squeezing my heart out, I don’t know for how long I’ll be able to bear this pain, This pain which has got neither rhyme nor a damn reason, Even then I wouldn’t come out of my shell to show the world, I’m afraid …

Turning to the phase in life of a girl When cheeks turn red and eyes go pearl The day each girl waits for When eyes search someone far and far Sensations increase, emotions magnify And all world complexities, little heart justify Even I waited for such a day Oh! So …

Time takes facials , From the Deep Dark Night Oh…; the crazy face for me , I borrowed Crackers Conflicts. I washed my face With red wine   from the rising sun Tried to lend peace From the root of Holy cross; The love begins there-The Cross. The    mirror of love …

Something I need now to envelope myself, And I become invisible to this world, erasing… Fading, without a trace… Somewhere into the thin air, Could be felt but never seen, becoming one with nature, Which is eternal but changing and transmuting…one into another, And another into one another, the cycle …