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Feb 2019 · 451
nish Feb 2019
It’s me.
It’s us.
It’s humanity stripped, this is our true form
We are painted with stars and consumed by the cosmos, only to come back again brighter than ever before.

My heart is the sun, my soul is the void.
I was going through my old stuff and found this from
4 July 2016
Jan 2019 · 493
.depthless love
nish Jan 2019
i think its time
to fall in love

the depthless kind
with flower buds
that blossom into stereotypical roses

i prefer the scent of lavender
but i'll take roses
if it comes with a side of love

the depthless kind of course.
obviously my lonely *** was inspired by Princess and the Frog
sigh I love Disney movies
time for a fling
Jan 2019 · 451
thin lines.
nish Jan 2019
theres a split difference
a second thought you never had
for the difference between a burdened regret
and an unforgettable memory
hi? been a while, not in a writing mood haha
everyone have a great day :)
Dec 2018 · 288
.fall in love
nish Dec 2018
sometimes we forget
humans are mindless
among the sadness
monotonous moments
and fleeting happiness
there is a form of fighting peace

it is love
and one day you will fall

it truly is the sweetest fruit
and you must cherish it
as though it is the last pearl
in this dark and vast ocean
of travesty we call life.
-To my future daughter.

I might never have one, and I might never show this. But I couldn't think of anyone else to dedicate it to.
And its not the kind of poem you leave lying around undedicated ya know.
Nov 2018 · 472
.exemption from redemption
nish Nov 2018
god will redeem you
for your only sin
was loving me
Nov 2018 · 773
.impossible love
nish Nov 2018
i'd take up a lasso to the stars
rearrange them

a bucket of water
extinguish the sun

walk a mile
in a second

lessen your pain
bear your burden

but don't ask me
to stop loving you
some things
just can't be done.
overcome the impossible when you're head over heels
Nov 2018 · 898
nish Nov 2018
theres a freezing cold irony
in trying your very best
its a hit or a miss
for sometimes
all you can give
is still not enough.
-Don't be upset if you're best is not enough, its all you could ever give.
Nov 2018 · 420
.young love
nish Nov 2018
it’s too early
to fall in love

not because i’m only 19
but it’s only 8 am
Nov 2018 · 285
nish Nov 2018
absence makes the heart grow fonder
but what does it do to the rest of you?

watery eyes, framed by damp lashes

tear stained cheeks, mouth turned down
but only at the tips

arms, wrapped around your body

thoughts, drifting between past and present

fingers, mindlessly tracing the same patterns
you used to draw on me

but its okay
my heart is fonder.
Brazilian Portuguese: is a deep emotional state
of nostalgic or profound melancholic longing
for an absent something or someone that one loves.
Nov 2018 · 216
.withdrawn to gone
nish Nov 2018
you used to be here

then you left all at once

i cried a bit, thats for sure

till i realized

you'd been packing for a while

smiles only lasted till i couldn't see them

kisses didn't heat up leftover emotions

laughter that once echoed, ceased

pillow indents weren't as deep

and your scent lingered less on the sheets

at least you left your memories behind.
why didn't you take the memories.
Nov 2018 · 905
nish Nov 2018
even after you're gone
the sun still rises
new days don't stop
for heartbreaks that
tear lives apart.
Time waits for no man.
Oct 2018 · 395
.Happy Halloween
nish Oct 2018
its a spooky spooky night
full of fun and cheer
so she slit her wrists
and left all that she found dear

they trick or treated
down the road
until the seventh house
the lights were on
pumpkins carved
sitting on the porch

no candy bowl in sight
the doorbell rang and rang
children came and others left
alas nobody entered
for who would've thought
on Halloween
she'd given up, surrendered.

midnight passed
the sun arose
yet, nobody knew
her corpse lay fresh
eyes wide and
mouth sitting agape.

days went past
a week at most
and the neighbours came to check
cause little Johnny smelt a smell
that made his tummy wrecked

this Halloween
the kids all run
right past the seventh house
because one by one
the lights turn on
telling us she's there
to celebrate the festives
on that spooky spooky night.
Oct 2018 · 519
nish Oct 2018
they think you're all
curly hair and pretty eyes
a charming smile
silver tongue
a living god


afraid of mice
you like tomatoes
allergic to bees
full of theories
bursting with dreams

theres just some things
that a late night
entwining of limbs
just won't reveal.
They think they know you, until you leave.
Oct 2018 · 411
.juggling emotions
nish Oct 2018
how did you
the court jester
successfully ******* your way
straight into my heart.
-on a unicycle.
Oct 2018 · 210
.soundly sounds
nish Oct 2018
the sound of silence
ironically, can be deafening
the dead of night
a lamp is on
the cars **** past
on streets with crunchy snow
the crickets chirp
an owl goes hoot

but everything is still
albeit all inanimate
well, i suppose
the wifi router dot does blink
and the little hand on the clock
it doesn't tick, a modern kind
just rotates and keeps the time

the cats asleep
no padding paws
but the crickets chirp
and the cars **** past
its not dead silence

whatever it is
its deafening.
Bored, felt like writing. Had no inspiration, so just decided to describe my surroundings. :)
Oct 2018 · 365
nish Oct 2018
lying down
sitting back
looking at that
just looking

lost in thought
far away
don’t bring me back
i like it this way

most of our time
is spent in our heads
i solved poverty yesterday
then promtly had a breakdown

before i make
this world
a better place for you
i need to make my mind
a better place for me.
~mental health day

a day late, but better late than never
Oct 2018 · 561
.blank pages
nish Oct 2018
in a universe
full of drifting souls
you chose me,
the forgotten and abandoned

i warned you
all my pages were empty
but that didn’t deter you
in fact
you were more intrigued

and now i understand
it’s because
your pages were also blank

so we held hands
and scrawled our words
in writing that’s messy
only because there’s
so much to express
in so little time
and we just might forget
if it’s not written down

now my pages
they’re full
and yours are the same

two souls mingling
forgotten and abandoned
by all but eachother.
~ironic because i hate it when people write in my books
Oct 2018 · 320
.11:11 am
nish Oct 2018
it’s 11:11
but in the morning
not quite as entertaining
maybe I’ll wish for a bagel
more appropriate than
another midnight fable.
Oct 2018 · 333
.the sacrifice of love
nish Oct 2018
let us rip out this living being
from the soil where it’s roots hold tight
pluck it apart
one petal at a time
chanting sacred words
‘loves me, loves me not’
until it’s body lies
scattered, prettily on the ground
and should we end
on an unsatisfactory note
simply reach for its brethren
and do it all over again.
~pretty morbid if you think about it
Oct 2018 · 638
.demons of the late
nish Oct 2018
it’s 3:06am
the demons
they seem to be running late

i pray arrival is soon
their presence
much more reassuring
than being left alone in my thoughts.
thoughts that turn into nightmares
nightmares into a living reality

no wonder i go for therapy
Oct 2018 · 3.1k
.the 8th world wonder
nish Oct 2018
i'm not talking about
inter dimensional travel
between the planes of reality
with a final destination of the 8th world
no, just going back to the basics
we've all heard of these
"7 wonders of the world"

theres the pyramids and the gardens
a light house i believe

i'm sure zeus was mentioned
along with arthritis?
no, no artemis, that ol' chap

haliarnassus and colossus
thats about it
seven right, no detail
just brushing up on the facts

well after about 10 years of research
much endured suffering
many fallen tears
and lives given to the cause

I petition the 8th wonder

organic chemistry.
-dedicated to those we lost in the battle
Sep 2018 · 280
.telling time
nish Sep 2018
there’s no such thing as
‘No time’
in reality,
there’s no such thing as time
and here we are
heeding it’s every move
praying for more
cursing too much
impatient to wait
eager for arrival

will man ever be content?

only time will tell.
wanting to write about love, but realizing there’s no time
Sep 2018 · 6.2k
.she's not like other girls
nish Sep 2018
pray tell my friend
what are other girls like?
stereotypes only go so far
and very early into your
wishful separation of personality within gender
individual women begin to show themselves

strong women, weak ones
light and fair
dark, exotic
hair like waves
some like swirls in the clouds
***** and *****
short, long, bald or full

we have readers and writers
mothers, daughter
achievers and creators
from mechanics to doctors
surfers to fighters
athletes, disabled

every single one
worth their worth

these women don't need
you're irrelevant segregation

don't pit one girl against another
we have a much bigger war to fight
and your comparisons on
how much bigger her *** is
has no room to be heard
not now, not ever

if you can only
praise a woman
by bashing down another
then you do not deserve
to know woman.
You're not like other girls.

I am a walking combination of every woman who has every inspired me and thus, I am like every girl.
Hope you enjoyed :)
Sep 2018 · 1.1k
.forced love
nish Sep 2018
you attract me
there’s this force
unknown, strong and persisting
pulling me closer and closer
even with all my resisting
i beg you to stop
yield, let me go
i can see this void between us
the one i must fall into
spiral downwards and crash
change that which is my core
my spirit, my character
before i can be with you

but what kind of love is it really
if i must lose myself to find you.
When you’re going to fall in love but you really don’t have time right now.
Sep 2018 · 1.4k
.lost & found time
nish Sep 2018
if time went into storage
wouldn’t that be great

all those moments that went adrift
just waiting to be claimed

like a ‘lost and found’ for time
sounds quite bizarre

it must be at its brim by now
bending out the walls

i must admit most of that time
is all because of me

those 10 minutes that I fell asleep
just because of bordem
queues I had endured
loitering through the streets
tangled between the sheets
lying down watching the fan
making patterns on my hand
doodling the armegoden
simple things, useless things  

but most in vain
the time I spent
waiting for true love
pursuing those who’d disregard
someone like me
someone not worth their time

i suppose I wish
there was a way
to get back all that time

all that time I could’ve used
to waste another way.
time goes so fast, I like this poem it’s one of my quirkier writes :)
Hope you enjoyed
Sep 2018 · 1.7k
nish Sep 2018
isn’t it truly amazing
this universe
in which we co-exist
has evolved
through dinosaurs
evolution and wars
heartbreak and turmoil
happiness and moments of peace  
every single event
extravagant or minute
each occurrence played a part
to mould this space we live in
so many contributions
in the form of attributions
all the tongues created
words spoken, thoughts shared
stories passed down through generations
buildings assembled, torn down
life and death
diseases and cures
chaos and equilibrium
a perpetuous cycle playing out
continuously on loop
all of it comes together
to form this mess of an education system
that’s makes me want to **** myself.
honestly it’s 3am and I’m up studying for an exam a month away that’s supposed to decide my whole future and the career paths I can take. suffering doesn’t even begin to cut it, there’s such a huge sense of foreboding and so many children commit suicide over stress or fear of disappointment. I know there are loads of issues worldwide and I probably could’ve written a better poem about it. But here I am addressing the education system and how whack it is. Goodnight. Hope you enjoyed.
Aug 2018 · 1.0k
nish Aug 2018
last night we went to dinner
with a group of friends
quite far away from home
its where this poem begins

i wrapped a little present
tied the bow and touched it up
wrote a few more letters
so you'd have my loving touch

we talked and laughed
an awesome time
until the food was gone
then chatted up a little more
before we left it all

outside we took a last few pics
to commemerate this time
then you pulled me to the side
and had to make me cry

you took my hand
a normal gesture
then slipped onto my wrist
the one thing that I know
you will forever miss

your lips they moved
a lot was said
my eyes were blurred
but I caught the rest

‘to a girl who is important’
that’s you my lil nish’
and what could I have said
when my throat was practically dead

so I grabbed you tight
hugged you hard
I really wish
we didn’t have to part

take care my darling
I’ll see you soon
and I’ll always be with you
under the same moon.
bbg is going tomorrow, yesterday was really hard. I’ll miss you loads bbg, I love you.
Saying bye to a best friend is hard, I’m sorry if you’ve ever experienced it.
Aug 2018 · 346
.you who are
nish Aug 2018
you who are so strong
mentally and physically
the one who never wavers
who is always confident, secure

you who are ready to face
any given situation
or problem that is thrown at you
mature and relentless

you who are human
words affect you, hurt you

you who feels pain
sadness and sorrow

you who is crying
as your tears fall
upon these pages

you are precious, loved and an inspiration

you who deserves the best and yet receives
the worst hand

this is for you, because in all that you are
i love you.
dedicated to bbg but he doesn’t know yet
this is for his ‘open when’ letters
Hope you enjoyed :)
Aug 2018 · 2.5k
.say my name
nish Aug 2018
i like the way you moan

try hold it in, bite your lip

breathing ragged with just the tip?

its sensual, so attractive

i slide it in

make you gasp

clutch the sheets

lips open up

let it go

that's right baby

nice and slow

say my name

i’ll go again

she snapped
Aug 2018 · 466
nish Aug 2018
drove past the church today
a girl was on her knees
would've been pretty normal
if she wasn't ******* d.
-Just a little something, pun intended.
Aug 2018 · 525
.hey there, pianist
nish Aug 2018
hey there pianist
play us something please
wipe away those dusty keys
and bring us to our knees

why hum those tunes
when you can play
guide these voices on their way
and show us how its done

i know you miss those wildin' days
when your hands flew up and down
try once more, don't be shy
and stop with that ol' frown

i see your fingers itch and search
when you hear a melody
to replicate that very sound
this is your only remedy

hey there pianist
play us something please.
Its been a while since I played.
Aug 2018 · 363
.one night love
nish Aug 2018
The night sky seems like a reflection of your eyes
Those orbs twinkle with mischief,
should have seen that before I fell so very deeply in love.
But with a soul, seemingly as old as the universe itself,
how could I resist this insane attraction.
I'm merely human
temptation doesn't evade me.
I've sinned a countless number of times,
but falling in love with you was my redemption
because even God is waiting for you to come back to heaven.

Yet I have to stop and think,
out of all these hearts you've stolen
is mine just another line on your tally?
Will you be there tomorrow
when the sun filters through these fading curtains.
Or is your departure much before the first dew droplet
sliding off a sprouting leaf?
I won't know
until I wake and find your indents on my bed
and the smell of your comfort lingering around.

And even then,
I will have the smallest, fragment of hope
that you'll come back.
Because maybe
just maybe
I was a little bit more different
from the rest of your tally marks.
-To the one night stands we fall in love with.
Aug 2018 · 2.8k
.strawberry jam sandwiches
nish Aug 2018
when i was young
ammi packed me lunch
one strawberry jam sandwich
cut neatly into squares

as i grew older
and my tummy much bigger
(along with my appetite)
one turned into two
two to three
and finally
for some unknown reason
there were no strawberry jam sandwiches
but ammi still packed me lunch

it was tuna or chicken
maybe tomato and cheese
sometimes a pastry
i wasn't hard to please

and it never occurred to me
that my strawberry sandwiches
were gone

till one completely random day
i'm sitting with my friends
taking the first bite of my sandwich
a burst of strawberry fills my mouth
sweet, rich with sugar
it tastes red, good bright red
my strawberry jam sandwich came back
and i was bombarded by my childhood
playing on the swings sandwich in hand
red coated crumbs dotting my shirt
running out of class as soon as the bell rings
to munch munch munch
on my strawberry sandwiches

strawberry jam was never my favourite filling
but it filled me with memories
so occasionlly
when i'm feeling nostalgic
i'll pick up a slice, butter it up
spread my gooey, red friend
and share a sandwich with ammi.
I think that culture plays a huge part in any sort of creative work, in this case I decided not to use 'mom/mum' but 'ammi' which means mother in my language.
Something I remembered and wanted to share because I was eating strawberry jam with crackers just now.
Hope you enjoyed :)

'ammi' pronounced 'uhmmi'
Aug 2018 · 2.2k
.endearing enduring
nish Aug 2018
hi, hello
so i realized
that there is the slightest possibility
you don't know just how much
i love you

sure, i say it all the time
hugs and kisses
pat your head and give you affection
but i'm worried
is it enough?
do you really understand
how much you mean to me
i'll never know
and the only precaution i can take
is to keep loving you
until you realize.

but that was always on the agenda.
dedicated to my bbg.
he'll be gone soon, and I won't be able to show as much love as before.
Hope this makes you think of someone special, be it child, pet or spouse.
Aug 2018 · 1.0k
nish Aug 2018
my advice is always
make a choice
you know you won’t regret
if you must choose between a few
darling please don’t fret.

it’s okay to regret the things
you didnt get to choose
but don’t remorse the one you did
means you didn’t think it through.

now here i am lying down
deep within my thoughts
maybe if I tweaked those words
i would have more than nought

it doesn’t really feel so great
to be the choice that wasn’t chosen
perhaps if i had thought it through
these tears would not be falling.
still on about my petty humane teenage problems
Aug 2018 · 748
nish Aug 2018
never believe a people pleaser
someone who doesn’t know
how to say ‘no’
now somebody else has what you wanted
and you gotta live with it
no don’t complain
after all
you’re the one who trusted them.
maybe I’m petty, maybe I’m human.
Aug 2018 · 1.3k
.tranquil tango
nish Aug 2018
let me teach you
how to dance
to the song that is my heartbeat

first; lay your head upon my chest
stay silent, unmoving, hold your breathe
no, there it is
steady, unyeilding, comforting
but as I feel you slowly exhale
it’s tempo accelerates
of course you induce that
‘butterflies in my stomach’ effect
if I was talking, I would’ve stuttered
as your fingers absentmindedly
drew patterns on my wrists
i could feel the hairs rising
my body calling out to your touch
gentle, calming, peaceful
and when I peak at you
your eyes are closed, relaxed
savouring the moment
our pulses meld together
and dance a tranquil tango.
feeling nostalgic for a love I’ve never experienced.
Aug 2018 · 369
.nature or nurture
nish Aug 2018
was i born a poet
or did i become one
i suppose,
these stars were always enchanting
but only now did i learn
how to express that.
Aug 2018 · 2.6k
nish Aug 2018
sometimes you just gotta
open a window
to let in a little sunshine
a little memo, don’t forget to be happy. Sometimes we immerse ourselves into our work or studies and forget to smile. So please smile today :) happy writing
Aug 2018 · 1.2k
nish Aug 2018
the worst part about you leaving
must be the doubt
that maybe, just maybe
i might forget.

your presence
is a reminder of simply everything
and sometimes when you smile
in that quirky way of yours
i’ll remember a specific memory we shared

so if your eyes aren’t here
to glisten just right
and remind me of our talks at night
then, maybe, just maybe
i might forget.
scientific name for the flower commonly    known as ‘forget me not’,
Aug 2018 · 1.5k
nish Aug 2018
  wish you
  would burn
    feel the torment
    pain and agony
   that i endured
     all because  
  of you
  i want you to
suffer, for an
eternity, just
like me. whom
you left, alone
and forgotten.
but my darling
never leave a
lighted candle
alone without
a second glance.
because now, i
am a forest fire.
ablaze and oh
so powerful.
Wow guys, I think I'm addicted to shape poetry. I just can't stop making shapes its so entertaining.
Again not a difficult shape, but loads of fun.
Hope you enjoyed and please feel free to dm or comment your own shape poetry :)
Aug 2018 · 677
nish Aug 2018

             you see they sang two different tunes
             but together, the masterpiece formed
            her                                                        his
            treble                                                  bass
            rang                                                     low
           out                                               ­         soft
           into                                    ­                    and
           the                                               ­           full
           night                                            ­         with
           joins                                     ­                  love
          his in                                                   for her
    harmony                                               soothing
perfectly in                                          perfectly in
sync.                                                     sync.
The first two lines are an introduction and then there are individual poems down each note, together they form one bigger picture. I know the notes are wonky but I think it gives the poem an unconfined feeling, flowing like music.
Hope you enjoyed :)
Much easier than the other shape poetry I’ve posted before and a lot less stressful.
Once again feel free to comment or dm me links to shape poetry that you’ve tried out.
Hope you enjoyed :)
Aug 2018 · 2.4k
nish Aug 2018
sometimes its hard to be happy
but here i sit
with my darling, precious cat
fast asleep on my lap
and i'm writing poetry
can it get any better than that?
just a thought.
Aug 2018 · 516
nish Aug 2018
darling, look at us.
me and you, isn't it clear i
am a simple moon, orbiting a
large planet and you are my centre,
providing the force i require to keep
stable and moving. and like any other
moon. i too, have an effect on you.
because of me you rise and fall.
i bring you light and dark. if
we break, so will the
some mediocre shape poetry just to get back into writing.
Aug 2018 · 11.9k
nish Aug 2018
 \ why is it that time slips /                              
   \she slides and slithers /
     \right through these  /
        \ infinite crevices  /
          \found all over /
             \my greedy /
                \ hands,  /
                   \ like /
                   /    •   \
                 /       s      \
              /            a       \
           /             n            \
        /                 d              \
      /                                      \
    / in the dainty hourglass \
  /sitting aloft my skew shelf.\
I wanted to try shape poetry again, and I have to say this was MUCH harder than .leafing

It took forever to align the slashes to give this poem shape, without them it didn't look like an hourglass.
I hope you liked this poem and I'd love it if you commented some links to any shape poetry you've tried out.
Hope you enjoyed :)
Aug 2018 · 3.0k
nish Aug 2018
do you know what phosphenes are?
when you rub your eyes
those little blinking dots
the ones of different colours
that dance around alluringly

you are very much like phosphenes
a vast array of colour
destroying boundless darkness
make me forget my fatigue
i immerse myself in your beauty
breathtaking, indescribable

but as soon as i open my eyes
you disperse into nothing
i'm met with the sight of another bleak day
until i close my eyes again

a̶n̶d̶ ̶m̶a̶y̶b̶e̶ ̶r̶u̶b̶ ̶e̶l̶s̶e̶w̶h̶e̶r̶e̶
I came across this word today and I just HAD to use it, hope you enjoyed :)
Aug 2018 · 761
nish Aug 2018
you always keep me on edge
does that make you my centre?
a person or thing that is the centre of attention or admiration.
Aug 2018 · 1.9k
nish Aug 2018
walk or travel through a place

side by side we sit and wait
the loop of life decides our fate
i glance right over
your eyes are glazed
the thought of leaving etched on your face
i feel a choke ride up my lungs
perhaps it’s best
we've left some songs unsung
my love for you
is known by few
for it resonates deep within me
instinctive and never ending
when i think it’s nearly time
you look at me and stop the chime
i see a smile upon your face
and forget these final hours we race
your smile is pure, it’s reassuring
almost takes away this reality
alas, it remains enduring.
dedicated to bbg.
I called this .perambulate for two reasons.
Firstly, the irony is that we are waiting, motionless for his departure and secondly, because he leaves to explore a new place.
Hope you enjoyed :)
Aug 2018 · 513
nish Aug 2018
i have never loved
with only half my heart
but maybe i should start
so at least a little bit
remains intact.
just in my feels again
Jul 2018 · 1.5k
nish Jul 2018
if only you could make me feel
the way my fingers
make me feel.
- to men, from me.
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