Do you remember me,
I ask.
You refute
And call my name
Again and yet again.
I answer every call,
engaged it says,
rings a bell, somewhere far
where my voice
isn't familiar anymore.
I knock on the door
No ones home, you say
I wonder why
In an abandoned wreck
Do you wish to stay.
As I try to remember
the pass code to you
I see
the door's open
Locks broken
And still i can't reach you.
I enter
to see you chained
by your own hands
I reach out
Only to find
you lost.
I try to unchain you
but the touch of me
makes you flinch
more than the chains do.
If I was certain of anything
it was that I'm me.
If you were certain of anything
it was that I'm not.
I know you'll come back,
You always do.
Till then, I'll stand beside the door
calling for myself too.
Apr 17, 2019
Apr 17, 2019 at 6:44 AM UTC
Distance is a weird phenomenon, so is time.
We were two continents apart, yet connected.
So far yet so close.
We are in the same city and yet I can't see you.
So close yet so far.
Maybe because tears often blur my vision.
I talk to you and you make everything sound so normal, like nothing ever changed.
We never stopped talking. But we never started as well. And now that you're going, I feel like you were long gone before you came back.
I think it's fair enough: we didn't meet when you left, we didn't meet when you came back.
I hope this settles the score.
Until next time,
All my love.
Mar 2, 2019
Mar 2, 2019 at 11:52 AM UTC
From gloomy eyes to happy feet,
from being homeless to finding home
in a heartbeat
Mar 2, 2019
Mar 2, 2019 at 11:49 AM UTC
Darkness.
Do not
be so afraid
of the darkness within
embrace it.
Sadness.
do not
play hide & seek
with the sadness within
face it.
So that when light & happiness enter, darkness & sadness can leave & not live there in disguise.
Mar 2, 2019
Mar 2, 2019 at 11:47 AM UTC
You, my love
should stay
away
from my mind
and my heart
For my mind twists and turns
scenarios to stop me
from letting you go
when I never
held you at first
For my heart
gives up giving up
on you
and beats
to tell me
you're a part of me,
not apart from me
Missing you is like
missing a heart beat
Forgetting you is like
Forgetting to breathe
I'd rather miss
a few beats
and do a couple dance
on my own,
than change the lyrics
of my love song
Feb 27, 2019
Feb 27, 2019 at 2:32 PM UTC
At times
I think of myself
as an onlooker, an observer.
At times, I live my life
by witnessing it.
At such times
when I step aside from the midst
my anxiety ceases to exist.
Feb 20, 2019
Feb 20, 2019 at 11:55 PM UTC
Insecurities:
Talk to me
When I don't
Talk to myself.
Voices:
Scream silence
When I don't Listen to them.
Emptiness:
Fills me
When I don't
Know myself.
Cravings:
Love me
When I don't
Love myself.
Lust:
Clings to me
When I don't
Caress myself.
Tears:
Stick by me
When I don't
Stick by myself.
Goodbye:
Welcomes me
When I don't
Welcome myself.
Does this mean
This won't be
If I do
Talk to myself,
Listen to myself,
Know myself,
Love myself,
Caress myself,
Stick by myself
& finally
Welcome myself
With open arms. - Disha Bhatia
Feb 18, 2019
Feb 18, 2019 at 3:46 AM UTC
Blue
reminds me of you
Old soul in a body that's new.
Missing piece of a jigsaw
Complementing every flaw.
Misty morning, mysterious night
escaping this world in plain sight.
A pair of broken wings
Urging hinged things
to fly, fly, fly away.
Feb 18, 2019
Feb 18, 2019 at 3:41 AM UTC