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Fear Of RejectionI don’t think I fear anything more than being rejected; I have been rejected more times than the counting a 5 year old knows / Little kid isn’t afraid to jump in puddles, splashes of mud cake his jeans hems and droplets of mud line on his chin to cheeks to his hairline and / He does his little dance out in the street if he hears his favorite song play, he sings lullabies in broken voice, messing up all the words, but smiling nonetheless

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I am your medicine, you are my poison.I hold the negative feeling closer; I hold them like a bag filled with candy on the night of Halloween in a little boy’s arms, / I haven’t learnt that they give you cavities yet, my brain wrapped up in folds and folds of sheets made up of envy / Envy is like an old tree roots, springing from everywhere trying to get to the surface, the surface prone to erosion, is ****** into the black hole of envy

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She is drawn to satan like an addict to ******She is drawn to SATAN like an addict to ****** / She burns her fingertips, edging them into candle wax, mourning in the absence of Lucifer / “Dear valentine “she cries in the stark midnight, she won’t give in this time

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The possibility of finding Atlantis or of getting lost.It’s almost 6, and the night is fighting with the last rays of sun, / Its armor and sword are both stronger the glow of sun, Stars comes out like your eyes, breathing down my neck, / Sitting across the Chinese restaurant in, with a cigarette dangling in your fingers blazing as harshly as bitumen laying on road as your skin on my skin was last night

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You are my delusion.I waited 8 periods, 7 hours, in between searching for you, running around the corridors, / Like a psychosis affected patient running trying to find reality through delusions, / But "planet", ironically you are my delusion, miles away from the brutal reality.

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LETTER TO MY BESTFREINDDear AK.S, / I wanted to write you poetry, but my words fail when it comes to you, but my heart revives when i think of you,and i still don’t know why you call me the queen of cheesiness,surprising name. / I wanted to coat our times with synonyms and rhymes and metaphors,but when comes to us, simplicity is the beauty.

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Waking up,breathing in,escaping,crashing,finally soaring.Waking up to rains is treasure in life, / The gushing sound of it, the rose trellis dangling from the floor above and plants in my balcony bursting with joy, billowing in the tempting breeze / Its raining with such force, all the houses, skyscrapers blurring, though the lights, chandeliers burning brighter than they ever did before

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Hurricane can never be predicted,but it still comes.It hurts, it hurts more than when I ended up in hospital, I slipped from the curved metal stairs and cracked all my ribs, / You sat on the frosty steel chair and fed me warm leek soup all day, I was high and *we cracked *** jokes all through the visiting hours*. / Or when I fractured my right leg and couldn’t walk for months, you wheelchaired me to all my revered museums,

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UntitledFunny how life seems everything but not worth any more pain, / the snow is reducing to hail outside my Parisian window but it will take me years to thaw your heart / I put the frozen peas in the microwave and hope what would it be like to have all fragments of your should lay defrosted on my bone china plate

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Escape this amnesia.Coral evening sky casting a warm glow, in this lightening claimed dusky sky / Your shy smile bursting into a fit of giggles as I tickle you, my fingertips pressed to your belly, lingering / Starry eyes mirroring this evident desire,

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