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 May 2015 Arpan Rathod
NV
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 May 2015 Arpan Rathod
NV
THE EXCUSE USED WAS THAT I HAD
WRITER'S BLOCK.

UNTIL I STARTED BEING HONEST
WITH MYSELF,

AND ADMITTED I WAS TERRIFIED
OF CREATING SOMETHING THAT
PEOPLE WOULDN'T LIKE.

I WAS TERRIFIED OF NOT BEING ENOUGH,

EVEN FOR MYSELF.
Overwhelmed by thoughts
And chocked up throat
Every verse bringing back a memory
Of falling hard and breaking down
Feeling hurt, ache and misery

Trying to break free from claws of agony
Did the lyricist weaved this symphony
With unceasing strings of tears,
Cheeks tinted black
On nights cold as fears.

Rhythm had already left its mark
On scattered bits of broken heart
Met with contempt,compassion was lost
Once the hold felt so warm
Now turned chilled as winter frost

Can't even curse that sadist
Who made me hate my playlist.
For he is the one who made me feel
Now it is pain, but
Once it was zeal.

When couldn't bear it no more
Vision blurred, heart slammed its door
Muting the melody of pain
Letting the numbness conquer
But all efforts are in vain

Notes and tunes now make sense,
Cheers and smiles are just pretence
O'heart, must keep the mask of joy
Don't let sorrow and grief spill,
For you have no choice.
 May 2015 Arpan Rathod
anu
Be busy..
To be
Stress free.
I had always told you I will always love you
Even longer than you promised to love me.
You said you loved me more than the sun does the moon,
But my love had depth greater than the sea.

You said you'd love me for more days
Than there were stars in the night sky.
And I said I'd love you a trillion more days
After the instant you were to die.

My heart had brought me to the final conclusion
That you and I will be together.
But the thoughts in my mind reminded me
That there isn't a thing that lasts forever.

I wish to let go of these haunting truths
So there isn't a day we would be apart,
But you never understood me well enough to know
I think with my mind & not with the heart.
 Apr 2015 Arpan Rathod
B
Him
 Apr 2015 Arpan Rathod
B
Him
I feel so safe laying here
with my head on his chest,
listening to the beat of his heart.
I feel comfort with his arm around
me and his hand resting on my hip,
but I know that he can tear my
heart out as easily as the page
of an old, over-used book
and that's what terrifies me.


B.S.
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