Can't you feel it
It is in the aura
The panic and dubiety
Everything is shutting down
Our schools , malls and what not !
For it is corona
A blazing flame
Engulfing everything
And everyone in its way
The world calling for SPACING
That spacing which is vain
For the people of our motherland
When it comes to show up
The funeral of a warrior
With ultra attendants
Jolting with eachother
And approaching the dais
To have the glimpse
Of the warrior
For whom , the fear is unknown
He is not scared of death !
Crested helmet , drawn sword
" For the motherland "
Apr 22, 2020
Apr 22, 2020 at 1:23 AM UTC
Touch her chine
Feel the cracks
And the curls
Breathe her in
The scented earthy smell
She’ll tell you stories
Trap you in worlds
With her words
With time
Her pricy smooth exterior
Will be fissured aged leather
But loving attention
Gives her lines to smile
And she’ll never lose
Her enticing allure
She’ll leave you
Feeling that you’ve
Finished with her
But you’ll be left lonely
In your own head
Yenning for her
To weave you
More wonders
Apr 17, 2020
Apr 17, 2020 at 11:44 AM UTC
Whole life
Wrecked by love
Bang now
She vaunts
A veiler
And me
A stubble beard man
Jun 17, 2018
Jun 17, 2018 at 5:16 AM UTC
The way I grow
Is always questioning
What I think I know
And at times
I think too much
Words stung together
Recounting
What we've done together
Have become forever
Diamonds designed
Under pressure ...
Feb 25, 2018
Feb 25, 2018 at 12:39 PM UTC
I am caged .
How can i have
the fun of being free ?
Free , as I saw some stride .
I am caged .
How can I have
the merriment of flight ?
Flight , as of a hawk .
I am caged
by sycophants .
Who only have ,
itch of my golden eggs .
Heard , someone craving
for me , being emancipated .
But , but just wanna utter .
I am Avain .
And I only want to hover .
Hover , in the highest altitudes !!!
Feb 25, 2018
Feb 25, 2018 at 12:37 PM UTC
In the quest of letting you go
far away .
Here I end up ,
having nothing
but you .
In the quest of abstaining self
from you .
Here I end up
absorbed to you .
In the quest of shunning love
so it would perish .
Here I end up
Being proponent of thy .
In the quest of this trek
called life .
Now , whenever , wherever ,
it shall expire .
It will be Queem to say that
it was suffice ...
Jan 18, 2018
Jan 18, 2018 at 11:18 PM UTC
She slept amongst
my arms and
her pillow
sweet with
summery flowers
and we were
whole and i
regret not a
single day....
Jan 17, 2018
Jan 17, 2018 at 8:10 AM UTC