So pen is
mighty than
the sword,
My Lord!
If it wasn’t
I would have
my faith restored
They opened
when I spoke
and I knocked
on the door,

The unknown,
the unheard,
the unseen,
the unwitting,

I have loved you in ways,
Your heart couldn't fathom

If patience is a virtue,
I have things I want to undo,
8 pm was the curfew,
Where could I run to?
I ran to Canada,
False promises, my only damager,
They try to assassinate my character,
The struggle is never ending,
And I ain't done defending,
The thin strings once severed,
There is no mending

Climbing the mountains
Only to find one more,
Its like I am climbing
a never ending mountain
but isn’t that what I asked for
about to rip the mask off
or is this the last of
the peaks I need to put this flag on,
or is it the white sand
my feet need to drag on
the past behind me,
Why do I still brag on?

Is my best behind me?
coz that is what defined me
all my failures beside me
time to redesign me
All I need,
Inside me

Through the ebbs
and the flows,
Beyond the ones,
The new born knows,
In struggle
And through pain
The rain
Returns,
What the sun
took away.

Through trials and tribulations
I learn to live the life,
Sure! I can put it in words

the winds of change blow,
I fight and try to stay afloat
But my will gives up

Yes, I have found my self,
Struck,
Between the wrongs and the rights

The long and the nights,
The fought and the fights,
The frost and the bites,
My lost and the sights
The cross and the kites,

In the last pages
of respite,
But I did it all,
Despite,
The winds in my hair
The grin in my chair
Without a whim of care,

And I lost my self
Between,
The poetry and prose,
Knowingly that I chose
Focusing on the most,
If I ever need a host,
Romancing like a ghost,
And all of this,

Knowing I was close

Driven like passion,
Unlike cars with no gas in,
The journey begins

beyond the three words,
or any word could describe,
no time or space can decide,
beyond the cliches
of love poems,
or the ring which
I can take off every time I shower,
Or calls I wait for
every hour,
beyond the loyalty,
if words could deceive,
not conditional,
but a joy to receive,
no wasting time,
no foreplay of sacrifice of mortal flowers,
no wall of promises,
that towers,
over all that makes sense,
no I am not talking
about no strings attached,
no messages
tracked,
no pressure of trying
to match the party wear,
no matter where I go,
you are always partly there,
a voice
so unmistakable,
share a bond
so unbreakable

I am shaped by
The hearts of stone
And light that shone
Through the cracks

Looked hard
Trying to figure out
This man in the mirror
The scars that sculpted
Memories that rusted
More than a friend I trusted
Old flames that burnt
Into ashes
The pages that turned
The golden sunsets that blinded
A merciful God that reminded

Everything it took
To be myself

Unwritten
Yet evident,
Unseen
Yet felt,
Unheard
But never in doubt,
Ineffable
Yet undeniable,
Not perfect
But a blessing,
Souls connected,
In invisible ties
In contradictions
And in bond
Not to be understood
But to cherish

I'm English they say
I miss you

In poetry we say
Though I may breath
And my heart may beat
But the ache I feel for you
Are failed words
On a paper

Every friend that I lost
Ever lesson I learnt
Every failure I fought
Every night I felt tossed

Are like medals earned
In the form of
Scar tissue

In inspiration
And in heart break
Through my only intake
And my only vent
When I am hell bent
My only weeping friend
My pillow talk
To me pep talk
In walks
Of solitude
And in gratitude
For my good mourning
And my without warning
In my tribute
And my praise
In adolescence and age
In my deluge
And refuge
My constant companion
Thank you
Dear music

Take this kiss on the forehead
Far way, gone and dead
This is the prelude to the end
My loving friend
As sands of hope
Battling broke
Escape through my clenched fist
Staring back through mirror and mist
The vows of forevermore
A dream within a dream
My heart's requiem
My smile attempts deceit
But my eyes forfeit
On repeat
But
You can be rest assured
Your place reserved
In the deepest of the chambers
To which you
And you alone
Hold the keys
Let me dream so that I may never wake up
Forevermore

The chain of thought
Doesn’t seem to break
And streetlights doesn’t seem to fade
And the pills wouldn’t take.
The broken clock
Adorns the floor,
The faintest whisper
Seems like a knock on the door,

Ubiquitous anxiety
Plays a tug of war
With my cousin of death,
The stares at the ceiling
Grow heavy with each breath,
The page lends a shoulder
The pen a helping hand,
The highway traffic finds its way
To my ear,
And its only darkness I befriend.

Whether you stay or go
I'm not at the mercy
Of your presence
Dipped in regret.
I would rather lose you
Than lose myself
Let this be a lesson
For you and I
I needed to lose you
To love me

Poetry and praise
Through insomnia and craze
In the mundane and struggle
In faith and in doubt
In action and inaction
In thoughts unspoken
In bonds unbroken
Never in
Hand in hand
Being apart

My old friend,
Your grasp, a never-ending bend.
Eyes wide, mind racing fast,
Another night, forever cast.
In wakeful misery, I lay,
Counting sheep that won't stay away.
A prisoner, in my own mind,
Till morning's light, I'm confined.

My old friend,
With the devil, I have dined
To you I lied
I hate being by your side
I wish to run away
From this gloom and gray
Never to cross your path
I can deal with this aftermath
Just to dream
For you, I will hold a requiem
Let me go
I am done with this to and frow,
Find someone else to hold
I can't deal with this, I am getting old

I'm not your friendly neighbor
I am not your Sunday best
I'm not your happily ever after
I'm the leap year
I'm the one who doesn't send your love notes
I am writer of odes
I am a "3 am" person
I'm the one too good to be true
I'm a labyrinth
I'm the collector of storms
And giver of goosebumps
I'm the one you count on
When all else fails
Just take me
As I am
I am not to be understood
I am to be felt
I am an EXPERIENCE

I'm a hopeless romantic
All I do is panic
I crave those unicorn moments
When you say the words unspoken
This feeling is a sanctum
Our meeting far from random
Our big bang preordained,
I know at times, the relationship may be strained
Like the meeting of the galaxies
The push and pull,
Like the never-ending spool
Endlessly tapestry
More than just chemistry
The kiss and the drool
But this magic never old
I never get tired of the magic
Only together, we create this magic
Our story seems tragic
But this hope like an ever burning candle
There's nothing we can't handle
This feeling will never get cold
Whatever our future holds
We have each other
No matter what

I got a few screws loose
But I'm higher than the noose
Must be the kush
Maybe I needed that push
Thoughts of a recluse
Don't ever confuse
My kindness for weakness
I got the juice
Coz it's life I choose

I'm the artist
I'm the poet
I'm the angst
I'm mirror that I stare
I'm the abyss
I'm the prayer
I'm the crash
I'm the storm
Still beautiful
Without you

The paths that have crossed
To the friends who proved
My worth is greater than
The strangers we held once
Memories that strain
For the eyes that swell
The smiles we shared
To the pain we dealt
Like the cards
Stacked against us
To the bliss we felt
In his arms she melt
The paths we chose
It was a blessing
To be taken away
Like the rose
That wasn't watered
I'm grateful to have loved
There is no right people
Wrong time
Just choices

But she forgot
He too needed the same love
She received
May be she needed it more

We met
Like a Samaritan
But
Etched in my heart
And my right triceps
If ever needed
This proof of no regret
Only to be strangers again

Your negativity is neutralized
For I grow in silence
Like trees
I fall
But I rise again in May
In spite of your lies
Or what you may say

I found peace
In solitude

In introspect
And quiet
I can see my flaws
Clearly
I gave myself
To the undeserving
Or so I think?

I gave myself
I gave my best
I carry this baggage
Of
No regrets
Regardless of the outcome
I know I'm blessed

I'm grateful
For the life I have
I can see in the mirror
Knowing
Who will stand with me
No matter what

I know myself
Abandoned
But not alone
Not a soul beside me
Everything I need
Inside me

I germinate
From my own seeds
Their smiles
The only motivation I need
I know the drill
Sun light and chlorophyll
H2O and inner work
I have been a ****
Soliloquy has it's perk

I have been here before
And I made it through
Against all the odds
Me against the world


You can hold it against me
You can count my wrongs
I will count your rights
No more be nice
I have paid the price
No surprise
And I will look with my life with no regrets
Meeting you was nice

Still I rise

Take this kiss on the forehead
Far way, gone and dead
This is the prelude to the end
My loving friend
As sands of hope
Battling broke
Escape through my clenched fist
Staring back through mirror and mist
Vows of Forevermore

In your love's embrace,
My soul finds its grace.
Without you, I'm adrift,
Your presence, my life's gift
Intertwined with my core
Closer than a kin
The touch of your flawless skin
Tattooed on my finger tips
The taste of your lips
Linger on mine
Our souls aligned
Yearning for a dream fulfilled
Many a wish killed
My heart at the behest of your smile
To see you for a minute, I would walk a mile
How perfectly your hand fits in mine
Beyond the relationships that can be defined
We found us
You are mine and I'm yours
In a way that
Only we know

Staring at the phone for hours
Searching for nothing
But it helps
When you are tired of staring at the ceiling
And the chain of thoughts
I continue to chase
There are people in the other room
That I don't want to face
Tossing and turning covered in a shroud
Knowing very well that's not what I'm about
It's like you are lost in the crowd
The ones you knew have waved goodbye
Makes you think
Is this what you want out of life?
Nothing more to pretend
The night is about to end
But she's leaves with a cloak of gloom
Ubiquitous anxiety fills the room
Like the ghosts of disappointments past,
The peeking lights left me aghast,
Cowered,
It's only darkness I devoured.

The night
My only friend

The chain of thought
Doesn’t seem to break
And streetlights doesn’t seem to fade
And the pills wouldn’t take.
The broken clock
Adorns the floor,
The faintest whisper
Seems like a knock on the door,

Ubiquitous anxiety
Plays a tug of war
With my cousin of death,
The stares at the ceiling
Grow heavy with each breath,
The page lends a shoulder
The pen a helping hand,
The highway traffic finds its way
To my ear,
And its only darkness I befriend.