I can tell you Who am I Where do I come from What I believe What do I refrain from
I can tell you My fear My pain How my skin rejoices When it touches rain
I can tell you how free am I bound with you How fast my heart beats walking slowly with you
I can tell you How I am going to wreck your mind with a stare And rip your tender soul beyond repair
But you won't let me You won't ever believe me You'll believe me to stitch all the broken pieces of you You'll believe me to admire your skin and flatter your ego
I will, Always.
But if you hide your scars Your stupid ugly dance Your fumbles and mistakes Your moments of disgrace
I won't rip your soul I'll leave you in your catacomb, Safe and secure Like a ship on the shore
The foundation of any relationship between love and lover, an employee and a manager, a father and a son is based on trust. By trust I mean ability to say your moments of achievement and disgrace alike.
A few friends have made a WhatsApp group. We also organize poetry open mics in Delhi and Bangalore. To bring the community of poets together, we also organize online hangouts where people from around the world share their poems and the stories behind them. Drop me a message if you are interested.