Hold on your thoughts
to go
before time
Because
you want it or not
this time will go
Please wait
Hold on your thoughts
to go
Let the time come
even if the happy you
inside you
don't want
and plead to stay
you have to go
So, please
hold on
hold on....for now
Jul 2, 2020
Jul 2, 2020 at 8:23 AM UTC
My umbrella asked me once
why I need her
only when it rains?
Do I love her
or hate the rain?
I couldn't say her
neither I love her
nor I hate the rain
and the day
my soul could
gather the courage to
walk in the rain
without her
naked love don't need to
suffer again.
Sep 4, 2018
Sep 4, 2018 at 6:22 AM UTC
I am going to believe
more in me
than you
because
each time belief breaks
let it put all blame
on me,
not on you.
Jul 9, 2018
Jul 9, 2018 at 9:25 PM UTC
I don't have time
perhaps you also don't have
to do things
our hearts love
once upon a time
walk through a forest
and breathe the green wind
touch the flowers,
blossomed last spring
soft and kind
Believe me,
I don't have time
to do such things
because now
my heart belongs to my mind
But don't know how
whenever there is a fight
between heart and mind,
heart owns every time
Jun 8, 2018
Jun 8, 2018 at 4:28 AM UTC
I know
you had circled today's date
with a dark red chalk
Perhaps, you are saving bucks
for months
to take her to Paris or Rome
But let me tell you
she just needs a beautiful home
made up of your smiles
and painted by your soul.
Mar 8, 2018
Mar 8, 2018 at 1:42 AM UTC
Traveled for months
to reach at the coast
though I know
rest in not something
my wings could love for long,
Because
sky is the place
I belong
Dec 4, 2017
Dec 4, 2017 at 5:28 AM UTC
It does not matter
You love or not
you can't stop
changes to change you
because time never seeks
your permission
to pass on
You know this truth
and so do I
But both you and I
have to learn
to smile at the time
passing by or already passed
to avoid
the ugliest reflection of our face
in the mirror
that both U and I know as
“Depression”
Jun 20, 2017
Jun 20, 2017 at 5:32 AM UTC
Men,
who live on dried fishes
never realise
they stink
not because of the fishes
but because
they have dried the fishes
to such an extent
where no water remains
on which
fishes were living on
May 13, 2017
May 13, 2017 at 6:02 AM UTC
My Mamma told me
to follow traditions
without a condition
But what should I do
when
tradition left
humanity abadoned?
Feb 7, 2017
Feb 7, 2017 at 2:24 AM UTC
Dry hair
Dry skin
Hopes are dead
and their dead bodies are also dried
I wish God should come down now
and save your watery smile
before it shrinks
and vanishes
somewhere in our dry sleepy minds
But why
whenever my eyes see you
either you are alone
or in the arms of
not a mother like mother
I wonder
whether hunger had murdered
love of a mother
I wonder
whether you come to this world
without a father
Or somewhere
watery eyes of your mother
wet heart of your father
are still waiting
and praying for your comeback
without knowing
a dry YOU
is dying without water
Jan 21, 2017
Jan 21, 2017 at 7:11 AM UTC