In the deafening city streets
When the world seemed dull.
In the arid pathways
Where the people rapidly walked.
In the spotless mirrors
Why I saw?
A face I failed to recall.
Though I was standing still
The world seemed to have advanced
Then I fell.
Not to the ground
But into my thoughts
Where she was at hand
Awoken by the noise of passing people and vehicles
I was thrusted into reality.
All I wished for
Was to see her once more
Before my very eyes
Moonlit and radiating she would sit.
Frozen in the moment we would be.
To be by her side till the very last breath I breathe.
And "Forever & Always", whispering to her.
If I know what love is, it is because of you.
And I do love nothing in the world so well as you.
But the course of love never did run smooth.
Feb 15
Feb 15, 2026 at 12:01 PM UTC
Fallen petals of roses and tulips.
Discarded minds and hearts in ribs.
And words that never came out of lips.
Disappointment is what's on my fate.
Never to achieve greatness.
But achievements are buried along with body.
And with smiles no man will visit
The place where we lay
When after our souls depart.
Forgotten in the path of time
Not a single picture left of us after.
No man will live long
We will soon be gone
Never to know it all
Never to stay empty.
Our minds filled with questions
And their answers unknown.
Live carefree and get lost
For we never know when death is close.
We are stardust and we remain.
We will be gone and never remain.
Feb 15
Feb 15, 2026 at 12:01 PM UTC
I sinned by being in love.
I shall atone for my crimes.
When I will be sentenced to death,
Let me but make one final wish.
I will then wish to kiss her,
Just a hundred times.
Then kiss her all
But leaving one kiss behind.
And I will tell her I will return
For that one kiss I never touched.
As I leave with the rest
And embrace death
Oh! So hapily.
Feb 15
Feb 15, 2026 at 12:01 PM UTC
To love and be loved.
A poet's dreams through ages.
A thought that aged like a fine wine.
A feeling nurtured for emptiness.
A piece painted by delicate hands,
On walls that once was a cage.
To love and be loved.
A life lived half; and half by her.
A tear shed and smile captured.
I walked with her hand in mine,
Holding me as though a child;
A child of the love
That was grown to be one day mine.
Jan 28
Jan 28, 2026 at 4:47 AM UTC
Love's but a torture to the mind. Yet also a symphony, a soothing melody played amidst chaos so loud.
Jan 28
Jan 28, 2026 at 4:47 AM UTC
A burden I'm willing to carry.
A chaos I fall into,
While craving peace.
And with which I'm purely comfortable.
It is love.
Jan 28
Jan 28, 2026 at 4:47 AM UTC
She is a poem not written in pages.
Her presence is a muse to my wrecked words.
My love does not seem enough;
Enough to fill your heart, so pure.
Though scarce is my love,
I give it all to you.
Then the love, I let it run;
Run through my veins, oh ! So freely.
When I breathe, I breathe in all of you.
All I see is a love so blind and beautiful.
When with your eyes you stare into mine,
I see myself being loved a way I thought wasn't possible.
I feel at ease with your hand in mine.
Your laughter like a melody
Soothe these tone deaf ears.
Oh! What a sight to behold.
I love you with all of me.
I worship you though no temple seen.
I pray to you for you each night.
I have never been so in love before.
Our love that exists in white,
Shall not be tainted by other eyes.
Together, to forever, we shall walk
With two hearts as one.
Jan 28
Jan 28, 2026 at 4:47 AM UTC
I am a sailor in pages.
The words becomes vast seas and oceans
To which I sail away.
I live in the breeze that blows,
And in the wave that flows.
I seek wisdom for treasures,
And love as my destination.
I have no form to be seen in.
I am the bird that flies across,
The fish that swims away.
I am the wind caressing all,
Then again, I am the sailor set to sail
With all hands on deck and no fixed aim.
Adventurous though the heart is,
The mind sometimes worries.
"Will it all be in vain ?"
"Will I ever find the treasures,
Or reach my destination ?"
Will I be telling stories to the deaf ?
Or showing colours to the blind ?
Jan 28
Jan 28, 2026 at 4:47 AM UTC
If I ever cease to exist,
Give all of me to another.
Let me live through another man.
Just don't give my heart and eyes.
For my heart knows only to love her,
And eyes dread to see her.
I worry not of the ears
As they shall be buried away with me,
And not hear anyone else's voice.
I worry not of the mouth,
As they shall fall quiet,
And never mutter another word less her name.
And I worry not of the skin
As they shall rot away,
And not feel another touch not her's.
But I do repeat again to you.
Let my heart and eyes be mine only.
Let her be the last thing my heart beats for.
Let her be the last thing I see.
Jan 28
Jan 28, 2026 at 4:47 AM UTC
What echoes in my mind
Much louder than my love for you,
Is a question of "what if?".
"What if I wake up tomorrow,
And you are gone;
Gone in the arms of another
And embracing what could have been us?".
A thought lingers in me,
Piercing through my skin,
Suffocating and choking me,
Making me gasp for air through the night.
Even with love so great, I fear;
"What if one day I am no longer yours,
And you're no longer mine.
With heavy chest and a light mind,
Will I live or will I die?".
Jan 28
Jan 28, 2026 at 4:47 AM UTC