The love is so silent inside me
The loneliness is roaring
The dreams are so dead like a Shakespearean tragedy
The nightmares flourish
Aug 20, 2024
Aug 20, 2024 at 2:06 PM UTC
Have u heard the final calling of the Cuckoo
Before the sun sets.
Have you heard the eerie wind blowing
In the most derelict of the ruins
There is a sense of loss.
There is that painful understanding of no return.
And here it is
My Swan song, I decide to write no more
My best words always followed
The worst of my pain.
Now there cant be more of this.
I stare at the abyss.. the dismal darkness
This was a world where I shed my masks.
This was a stage, where I stood stark naked.
Now there cant be more of this.
I stare at the storm.. like a crumbled piece of paper
And before I leave this stage, I would like to announce
Life is "an ugly son of *****
Here is it my folks
Here is my swan Song, I decide to write no more
Nov 23, 2020
Nov 23, 2020 at 3:36 AM UTC
The time machine thing.. dear.. the time machine thing
Jul 24, 2020
Jul 24, 2020 at 11:28 PM UTC
And again, I find myself in that familiar territory.
A bed of rocks.
Woods full of plant of thorns,
And rivers of tears.
Its all serene when you look from outside
But a fierce battle rages within.
A battle without winners or losers.
A battle without sides.
Oh, the inexplicable, unreasonable, abominable pain!
How you unsettle me,
But how I can't live without you.
Like a sharp arrow digging deep into the flesh
You dig well into my spirits.
But yet, I have started loving this.
I want no potion to get rid of you.
You are the perpetuity of my being
Those brief moments of joy are a glitch.
Oh the inexplicable, unreasonable,
abominable pain!
How I can't live without you.
Nov 12, 2019
Nov 12, 2019 at 12:45 AM UTC
Of all the secrets I kept from you,
The most sweet one was my love for you.
Jun 29, 2019
Jun 29, 2019 at 7:24 AM UTC
Abandoned at a sandy beach,
Bleeding sunlight through the countless cracks,
I , a lone catamaran,
Stared at the infinite ocean.
The sun is coming down.
The seagulls are flying to eternity.
The lighthouse far away has started blinking
And the winds are returning home.
Gone are the days of stormy adventures.
So, are the laughters on the day of good catch.
I miss the uncertainties of tempest,
And the ballads of ******
A sunset is the most poignant moment in the life.
All your memories out there to enchant you,
Life is all frolicking around you,
And you stare soulless, into a receding red ball.
I yearn to break free of this inaction
Push away the stack of stones holding me back.
And glide down the wet slippery sands
Out into the frothing foam of life.
Let me float anchorless where the ocean takes me.
Let the storm toss me up in the air
Let the waves batter my hull
Let me capsize in the blue salt water.
And then.... there would be peace.
Jun 11, 2019
Jun 11, 2019 at 4:28 AM UTC
An year is born
And my wishes galore
I wish to be the swirl
Of a whirling dervish
I wish to be the fingers
of a classical pianist
I wish to be the
melodious wind off a flute.
I wish to be the melting glacier
of the mighty Himalayas
I wish to be the Dew on
the first day of Spring
I wish to be her unlocked hair
when she blossoms in my passion
I wish to be the sweat on her *****
after the wildfire I set is settled.
I wish to be my unfulfilled desires
For they are the best of me.
Jun 6, 2019
Jun 6, 2019 at 9:31 PM UTC
Up there in the mountains, a mighty lake
Lies near the Valley of flowers.
Let me carry you there
It takes a day's trek.
Let's start a bonfire to match
our burning desire.
Let me wrap my hand around your hips
And we will stare at the endless horizon.
Let the lake envy your eyes,
As it can't match the depth
There I will plant a peck on your cheek,
A cheek as spotless as the lake surface .
Lie me on your lap dear, let me wrap my hand Around your waist and kiss your navel.
Bend down and kiss me, my dove.
Let me suckle the warmth of your lips
Let's put out the bonfire
And let the passion burn the night.
Let's live the life of an eternity.
In that night of perpetual bliss.
Jun 6, 2019
Jun 6, 2019 at 9:30 PM UTC
I want to swim
the ocean that's you
I wish to travel
The road that's you
I long to spend my solitude
In the woods that's you
I yearn to cleanse myself
In the waterfall that's you
I crave to ride the wind that's you
and sip the moonlight that's you
And finally, I want to leave the world
On the wooden cross that's you
I am not the embodiment of your soul
Nor am I the yin of your yang
But I realize now,
that I am you
I am you.
Jun 6, 2019
Jun 6, 2019 at 9:11 PM UTC