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137 · Aug 2020
He left...
Surkhab Aug 2020
All the memories float in front his tear blind eyes
As his father steps in heaven.
It's not easy to lose someone.
129 · Aug 2020
Creator of stars
Surkhab Aug 2020
No matter how scared you are  
No matter how deep you go
in a dark place filled with pain.
The creator of stars will
hold your hand
And pull you out
in the morning sun.
You can believe in him.
128 · Aug 2020
Vincent van Gogh
Surkhab Aug 2020
Why to put flowers on his dead?
When never treated him like
one in his entire lifetime...
"But I could have told you, Vincent
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you..."
                                                                                              - Don Mclean (Vincent)
124 · Aug 2020
Water!
Surkhab Aug 2020
Today I thank god for water
Yes! water...
I remember that hot summer afternoon
When my body felt like a barren land
And I had to provide water to it
When that divine creation of God
went down my throat...it felt like flowers
growing on my body.
My tiny cells rejoiced like the people...
Like the people whose barren land had got rain.
Water is divine...let's not waste it.
122 · Aug 2020
Calm?
Surkhab Aug 2020
She looked at herself in the mirror
Her eyes were calm.


Just the way...oceans are calm before the storm.
She did not let the tears fall
Proving to herself that she was strong...silly girl!...huh!
120 · Oct 2020
Life?
Surkhab Oct 2020
What is this life?
Every single time it's a question...
Isn't this funny?
With my family...it feels like a party
Where I feel like dancing...
On some nights, it's like the saddest novel
When the coming day feels like a burden
On rainy days... its like my favourite song
It goes on.....smoothly
On some days... it feels like a comedy series
Where I can hear laughters behind me
And sometimes it feels like....


Nothing!....its wierd that day.
I like it...how I experience different things...feelings...emotions...through my life.I am thankful for every moment....but it will always remain a mystery for me.
119 · Sep 2020
Kicked out!
Surkhab Sep 2020
I gave you space in my home
I gave you my bed to sleep
I gave you my food to eat
I did everything
But what did you do?
But you...Ugh!
You split all that water on my bed
And created a mess in my kitchen
And broke all the things
But! you know it's not your fault
That's how you are!

I was upset
So I packed your stuff
and kicked you out!
And now I hope, you
never try to come back
this way!
It's better to kick some people out of your life! Now I will clean my home and be careful while opening the door next time.
119 · Oct 2020
A girl like four seasons...
Surkhab Oct 2020
They say," change is the only constant thing..."
And she changed...
As her soul danced between the four seasons
From feeling powerful to the most miserable person
She felt everything...everytime.

There were times when summer flourished
When she took dips in the ocean of stars
And danced the nights away with the fireflies.

But she enjoyed the winter more
Where the winter rains calmed her
And the Dark and Cold felt as her own people.

But before she met them...the maple tree in her garden
was changing colors...from green to orange
She picked up the fallen maple leaves
and played among them.
As she saw everything around her fading away...
She felt autumns were beautiful,
Because she had to be dead to feel live again.

The time passed by...
I remember her sitting...eating her cake
Waiting for the winter to end and spring to come
Waiting to sing songs under her cherry blossom.
Her heart was her home and she sat their celebrating the seasons
She loved all the seasons but something was special about winter and spring...♥
117 · Aug 2020
🌹
Surkhab Aug 2020
The body heats up and the mood, swings
The blood that she cringes over is holy,
It's painful because it's the shedding
of all the preparations that were done to welcome a new life.
A life that was going to be a part of her body.
The pain is the scream of her body
as it had worked hard for the 9 month ceremony🌸
But has to let it all out!
To all the girls out there! you are a Goddess
As the world rises from You.
Every girl's body becomes a mother every month by preparing for the welcome and then sheds tears at the end of every month. I love the fact that every girl is born with feminity in every part of her body.
Isn't she beautiful?
116 · Sep 2020
The little thing
Surkhab Sep 2020
You are your own Sun
And the little thing beating
inside your chest
has your rising phoenix soul!
Yes...that little beating thing
which is caged inside your ribs,
It's precious but wild as well
So take care.
Just embrace it! shine bright!
🔥
111 · Sep 2020
Good or Bad?
Surkhab Sep 2020
There is nothing like good or bad,
I guess this world is something above that.
The things which were repulsive
and horified me as a child
are conventional in this world.
It was just me...a kid, splitting up
this world into good and bad.
My father has always told me...this world is completely different than what it is in my head...Today I understood your point Pa!
109 · Oct 2020
Won or not?
Surkhab Oct 2020
The sky is becoming happy again...
The flowers dance with the wind
And I can hear the piano playing...
Instead of shedding tears,
I am shedding the old ***** skin...to cherish the new one!
May be the spring has come...
But I feel like I have still not won.
It's hard to win but I am not giving up...
109 · Aug 2020
What does she feel?
Surkhab Aug 2020
It feels heavy all the time
As if rather than carrying an *****
She is carrying a stone within the ribs.
Somedays she is just tired...
105 · Oct 2020
Not an easy one
Surkhab Oct 2020
I want to write poems
Day and night...I feel like doing this
But the words are lost...
I try to find them in the sky
I try to find them under the table
But they are lost...
The change is not an easy one
With every new day...I discover
a new smile...a new tear...
a new hate...a new love...
every single day I find something new.
Waiting to get myself back soon.
I can feel it
105 · Jul 2020
Lost...
Surkhab Jul 2020
She used to wonder in a dark place called mind,
Where lanterns of thoughts lightened up the place...
And kept her awake all night.
Her mind is like an amusement park...
where she loves taking rides on the
roller coaster of thoughts.
103 · Oct 2020
⛅ or 🌑 ?
Surkhab Oct 2020
Emily Dickinson said," The brain is wider than the sky..."
Some thoughts are like clouds in this sky
But some thoughts pollute it...
Changing the bright sky to a darker one.
A dark sky with no stars...
But yes...there is a moon
Just like a window in a dark room with no door...
which gets smaller....and...smaller with every coming day.
But how can we forget, we are the little birdies
Flying high in our sky mind.
Some days we ride on our cloudy thoughts
And some days we look here and there...
finding a ray of light in the dark.

Our mind is the place, where we live
So let's welcome the beautiful thoughts
as our loved ones...
And fear not slamming the door!
in the face of dark thoughts...
bringing the uninvited guests...stress,anxiety and depression.
Hey! my fellow birdies...
I believe it's completely our own choice to
fly high in the cloudy sky
or watch it turn darker from the home.
99 · Aug 2020
What to do?
Surkhab Aug 2020
Why do I wake up feeling this way every morning?
My tears have dried up.
I am tired of this...so tired
that now...my soul needs a surgery.
I want to escape but I am caught up really bad.
Now...what to do?
* sigh *
99 · Sep 2020
The cycle of life
Surkhab Sep 2020
To enjoy the coming spring
First, you need to move out in winter.
To make your little heart feel warm
First make it feel cold.
Even your soul and her home,Heart
become stronger, only after...
Someone hits and almost breaks them.
Isn't it awful but amazing?
The way life teaches it's lessons.
The cycle of life
is from pain to pleasure.
So let's not lose hope...
Let's not be scared of those wounds,
Because that's only where the light
will enter and heal that soul.
Let's not forget, the brightest stars are
seen on the darkest nights...
And only after the darkest night...
The brightest light of dawn will come.
People come and go. Some will leave you with memories and some will break you. But life goes on and makes us stronger with every new obstacle. I know it's extremly hard sometimes. But let's face it...face to face!
96 · Jul 2020
They call out to me...
Surkhab Jul 2020
I wish to get lost there
It's a place in the lap of mountains,
close to the heart of nature.
They say life hits different in these towns,
towns in the arms of nature.
I wish to take in that air...
the air which will fill my lungs
with excitement.
I feel like dancing with the clouds
that will come down to meet me.
Reading my favourite book under the
lamp post on the wet streets
is all I long for.
There are days when mountains call out to me...
Ask me to come back home,
But all I have are the excuses
caught in these plains.
Till that time all I do...
is wait with the night
missing the woods everyday.
Mama says," Who doesn't ♥ nature?...I feel revived when I am surrounded by nature..."
86 · Jul 2020
Mind is a sadist
Surkhab Jul 2020
Heart was surrounded by agony
She cried in pain in front of Mind,
Brutally injured by his knife like thoughts.
And Mind being a sadist
did not stop!
But... what did she ask for?
She just wanted to experience a peaceful sleep
that was lost years ago...
She was tired...
84 · Jul 2020
Music
Surkhab Jul 2020
It feels like water on the barren land of my soul
After the long lost journey...
Music feels like home.
In this world of science
music is the magic...
80 · Aug 2020
Thoughts
Surkhab Aug 2020
Emily Dickinson wrote it right,
"The brain is wider than the sky."
I'll write...The thoughts are free
like birds in that sky.
It's just, some thoughts are powerful like eagles
Some thoughts are beautiful like humming birds
And some thoughts are..............are like vultures.
            *silence
I just realised that thing...
Surkhab Aug 7
The melody is yours now
I had begun to live for myself
I had begun to love myself
Until that moment
That one melody that hit right every time
A melody for the lonely nights
The nights I danced to it in those empty streets
As every lyric echoed from the radio
It filled the void inside those nights
It filled the void inside me
A melody for those heavy days
The days I roamed in those empty corridors
As every lyric echoed in this body
It took that burden off from those days
It took that burden off from this soul

But how could I dance the nights away ?
But how could I pass the days away ?
This universe created you as well
With a purpose of destruction
It’s funny how you will never know this purpose of yours
I put away this heart
I became a soldier
This soul became my nation
As I stood there alert
Protecting this fragile nation from your destruction
Memorandums were sent day and night in the kingdom
To warn it against you
Eyes were prohibited to the direction of your shadow
Feet were prohibited to the direction of your voice
Because your essence was enough to destroy this phoenix kingdom to ashes
And it happened
The guards were down
And the melody echoed through this body
The soul mocked me
That the melody now will carry the one you fond
May be I was not mocked
The soul sensed your presence
Which I couldn’t
The eyes were in your direction
It was not your shadow
But the destruction happened
As those eyes locked with mine
I could hear the kingdom burning
And I am not a brave soldier
As I did nothing to save my nation
I stood there burning in that fire
You turned me from a poet to a martyr
The melody which was once mine
Is yours now
You burned my kingdom
You took my melody
Do you even know how cruel you are ?
You do nothing
As I see you walk away
May be back to her again
With whom you share your kingdom
There must be no guards at your place
How could you ruin my thing then?
But you will never know
So how can I blame you ?
May be there is a connection
May be you will read these verses one day
Or it could be one night
Or they will become another tale in that diary
In the attic of that witch.


To Badr
Surkhab Aug 4
Everything seemed clear in the morning
The dreams I had written like verses for him
Were stuffed into the bin
The room…it stinked of love
And it was clear to me
May be he was also not the one
I had stepped on my pride again
And now my ego was on a rise
Asking me never to fall for any HIM again
Celebrated by reading verses of Batalwi
And danced….
The room was filled with the melody
My mother would have once enjoyed
When she would have been of my age
I was trying to tell myself
I am bigger than this
My dreams were bigger than this
It was not aching that hard
Because this stale feeling
Is all I have tasted
So it’s fine .
Well…It was definitely not the end

— The End —