Migraine
Throbbing noises , neon lights
Please ! Go away
Smell of caffeine ,
It's being unendurable
Oh ! Aura stabbed me
Torment troubles somewhere around
I want the drug acetaminophen
Don't drill my cerebrum
Head is walking with nightmares
Monsters are advocate there
I need relief
Agony is so inconsiderate
Fire is in brain and flood in the eyes
ibuprofen ? Didn't work !
Headache is still over eye
Though attack is fixed for skull ,
I'm taking high dose aspirin
Now , I'm gonna sleep with migraine
And wake up with migraine .
©Smriti Ranabhat
May 21, 2018
May 21, 2018 at 11:42 PM UTC
Her life is pen
It proceeds swiftly without pause option
once marked , ever permanent
No one can erase
Time flirted , she is no more ordinary girl
Now she dreams poetry in colour
Grasps world in the words
Secrets maunder in heart
Inky thoughts void through fingers
She picked up heart , throw in the sheet
Everything whisper ****** darkness
She fetched happiness in loneliness
Cause she met death before
Gardening a grave with passion
Her search rattles like a pill in bottle
Her wrist drowns in blood of killed poems
Her heart beats just for her darkest desire
A name - " A dead poet "
Jan 6, 2018
Jan 6, 2018 at 8:35 AM UTC
What you depict ?
Assuredly , the reflection of life
Do you need paintbrush ?
I survive on words
How you worth wisdom ?
Emotions are my vitamins
Why you write ?
Cause words live longer than person
Dec 13, 2017
Dec 13, 2017 at 10:01 AM UTC
Momma!
I am your poem.
From that mountain hole
Too many pains left
And from the island of the vexation
A little pleasure on the journey twinkle They made a missiles
I was fabricated just below your heart
And I am the part of it
Just by planting a tree farm
Trouble dirts your hands
I was penned from composition of roughness
And I am the stanzza of it
Thunder thrown out of your eyes
They are more expensive than pearls
Drinking nano water
I was masterminded
And I am the Masterpiece of it
The debt too scared by itself
Searching for fertilizer tissue
Selling the blood of your own
I was painted from the words of penalty
And I am the same book of it
Momma ! I'm not a poetess
I am your poetry ....
Nov 22, 2017
Nov 22, 2017 at 9:02 PM UTC
Yes ! I am a girl
And I have a monthly guest
It comes without any messages ,without phone calls
Just with the flow of pain
Always endures me
I get lots of gifts
ache in bloatted belly
breaking back
Death hanging in the waist
pimples blush at the cheeks
Yeah ! I have periods
Red petals stain
in my beautiful white dress
like a bouquet of roses
These cease pains garden my womb
To be a perfect clock
without tick tock and bell
But runs for nine month
Just to change
****** ***** into a baby...
Nov 22, 2017
Nov 22, 2017 at 9:05 AM UTC
Be blazing cloudless sky , I will be the sea
When U shine bright , It will reflect on me
Nov 21, 2017
Nov 21, 2017 at 9:23 PM UTC
On a cold night
He drowses a side of road
Heartly praying to God with silence
Next day , with gastric band in stomach
Endless umpteen tears in eyes
Rambles all around
Making melancholy melody
He eats and breaths poverty
And overdose leads to the ***** of death...
Nov 19, 2017
Nov 19, 2017 at 6:53 AM UTC
I exit outside
I m everywhere
But alive only in your heart
Nov 14, 2017
Nov 14, 2017 at 9:11 PM UTC
Dear moon ,
If the sky itself could collapse
And you could fall
I would hold you on my palms
Cause only your daises and twilights define me
The fade knows my darkest secrets
The reflection kisses my wildest dreams
The scintillate stares at my deepest desires
Just look like plaster of Paris
So ***** with footprints
ugly with no color
But still I like you the most
And still love your dark side
Oct 23, 2017
Oct 23, 2017 at 12:30 AM UTC