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Ananya Dubey Nov 2018
Trust me...
I'm right there
to hold your collapsing world,
while my own remains eternally destroyed.

Trust me...
I'm right there
to lend a shoulder
while my own tears turn colder.

Trust me...
I'm right there
to wipe blood off your scars,
while my own skin, a razor mars.

Trust me...
I'm right there
as usual, with a smile.
burying my own sorrows for a while.

Trust me...
I'm right there like I used to be.
But, maybe not any longer.
Because, I'm fading away waiting for you to notice me.
Ananya Dubey Nov 2018
You look me in the eye
but don't even see it
That silent sigh...
Did you notice?

The specks, the colors,
of the orb
blasphemies, troubles,
that they absorb.

The silent word,
hidden under wet lashes.
Things absurd,
just one thought flashes.

Every feeling,
waiting for your glance.
Waiting for help,
What's your stance?
Ananya Dubey Nov 2018
Those Promises
Those Words
and that day...
                        Those feelings,
                        the hurt,
                        " I was never okay!"
The truth,
hidden beneath,
a blanket of lies,
was unleashed.
                         " It's Okay"
                           wasn't heartfelt
                           going away
                           hard to accept.
The mirror held,
a new face.
And pain was all,
the eye could trace.
Ananya Dubey Nov 2018
In the darkest hours,
of the night so long
secrets unfold
like an unsung song.

Slowly, gradually,
a syllable- a note
tuned- untuned
the music will float.

Emotions, Feelings,
of the heart that's pure.
reflecting on dealings,
of life, that's sure.

Going forth
till the break of dawn,
the heart's oath,
that will go on....
Ananya Dubey Nov 2018
Shadows...
clinging along
like old memories
and that unsung song.
       Like pain, agony
       all mixed in one
       and those memories...
       of that special someone.

Shadows...
that don't drift apart
that have been there
right from the start.
        That don't fall away
        when the day shines bright
        that crouch in corners
        for our weary sight

Shadows...
that shape us, form us,
and that may at times,
even **** us.
Ananya Dubey Nov 2018
In the hallway of glances
she looks for attention
and there's none
not even to mention

Thoughts confused
and emotions bleary
reflections weird
and eyes weary

The mirror shows
the depth of pain
The heart knows
there's nothing to gain

Roughly stands,
for the strength is gone
In crowded spaces,
"She Stands Alone."
Ananya Dubey Nov 2018
The doors are open
just walk inside
in my heart that's hollow
come confide

Words- expressions
all that you want
make depressions
just for a start

Trespass slowly
because I am aware
completely, wholly
of the unabashed stare

Undressed lie
emotions bare
and a heavy sigh
for you to hear.
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