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Aug 2021 · 95
Untitled
Sprishya Aug 2021
Hope you’re missing me
As much as I’m dreaming of you
Your sweet sounds
Your misty warm caress
KATHMANDU
I love you too!

(Minneapolis 7/31/2021)
Jun 2021 · 113
For You
Sprishya Jun 2021
If I told you I wrote this poem for you
Would you start loving me?
Craving me the way I crave you
Go insane
Live in a world where nothing else exists
Do everything to make me understand
Fail but keep trying
If I told you I wrote this poem for you
Would you instantly run into my arms?
Kiss my lips and stare at the stars
Forget the world
Forget yourself
Yet somehow remember
What I was wearing the first day we met
If I told you I wrote this poem for you
Would you spend your days thinking about me?
Coming up with excuses just to see my face
Go to the same coffee shop
Hoping for me to show up
Note down ‘dark roast, french pressed, no sugar’
Just so if the day comes
You know what I would order
If I told you I wrote this poem for you
Would you start dreaming of the future?
You know,
A small chapel by the sea
Gathered friends and family
Vows and bells
Our kid’s show and tell
A family portrait hung on the wall
If I told you I wrote this poem for you
Would you be mine forever?
And let me die in your arms
Happy and loved
If you would
Then my love
I wrote this poem for you

(Kathmandu, Nepal 12/22/2013)
Jun 2021 · 89
Summer 2021 (so far...)
Sprishya Jun 2021
Have I stopped feeling?
The words don't come as easy
Have I stopped feeling?
The tears don't come as easy
Or laughter...
      Or pain....
      Or love.....
But mostly love
Hatred, I feel
Jealousy,
     Anger
Depressed
Or stagnant
Or hurt
Or
Maybe....
I
Am
Just
Bored!!
(Minneapolis, MN 6/17/21)
Oct 2019 · 131
The Routine Life
Sprishya Oct 2019
Happiness
The fall leaves
Cool breeze
Pink evening sky
A patch of cloud
Creeping loneliness
Wet, slippery road
Open door to a dark void
my apartment
Self doubt
Anxiety stricken loathing
Open the cap of a dark bottle
Potion defining sad attempt at happiness
Bukowski, Rumi, Nietzsche
Occasional Larry David
Some chocolates, maybe icecream
Guitar and ukulele
Facetime with the family
Happiness
Sweet music in my ears
Realization that life isn't that sad
Soft pillow, firm bed
Sweet dreams
Wake up,
Repeat.
(Minneapolis, MN 10/15/19)
Apr 2019 · 350
Maybe
Sprishya Apr 2019
In another life
Maybe you'll be mine
Maybe our stars will allign
Maybe the moon will shine
Its light on what's always been there
But we could never find
Maybe the universe will guide us
Through our paths so intertwined
That we meet each other in every bend
Yet be so blind
To the signs
That we've always pushed aside
With all the excuses and the lies
That we've told the world
That we're just friends
And our friendship
Is of a different kind
Maybe at a different place
And a different time
We could fathom the possibility
Of our unity
A love so divine
It breaks all structure
Our knowledge of space and time
The society will forget
Romeo and juliet
Or Bonnie and clyde
because our love
Is more than just a cliche
We don't need to be remembered
Till the end of time
But while we're alive
We'd have each other
Through thick and thin
Through our climbs and our decline
But things don't always work out
That's just life
And in this lifetime
I couldn't be yours
But in another life
Maybe you'll be mine.
(Dallas, TX 04/21/2019)
Mar 2019 · 167
On Your 1st Birthday
Sprishya Mar 2019
Though always a baby girl in my eyes,
You're going to be a woman soon
People will implicate, being a woman connotates certain social structure
Know that you can break them
Infact, make sure you break them
Don't let the brackets society puts you in,
In terms of you race, gender, religion
Ever define you
You are singular
More than just flesh and bones
A conciousness as unique as any other
The emotions you feel, the troubles you may go through
Regardless of how mundane and common it may seem
Know that it's yours.... Own it!!!
Know that it is okay to cry sometimes
Let your emotions out
Don't bottle them up,
As you go through life
There will be dark times,
Don't lose hope
That darkness is where art comes from
Always make art
Through colors,
Through words,
Through music,
Through movements,
Or sometimes just your presence
Always aim to make art
And fall in love
Get your heart broken
Embrace it
Then fall in love again,
And again
Love so ferociously
Even the sun's light may seem dim
Spill that love over to everything
And everyone
Let that love be the guiding light
To everything you ever do
I know you are just turning one
But time flies
In a blink of an eye, you'll be two
Although always a baby girl in my eyes
Darling, you'll be an incredible woman soon
(Fort Worth, TX 3/4/2019)
Jan 2019 · 258
To My Niece
Sprishya Jan 2019
Dear Maargi,
Be the music people pain to listen to
When they discover the voice within that tells them life is so much more
Be the music that lifts hopes in the darkest of times
Not as a cry for help
But a wave that makes them fly
Be the words they pain to read
Trapped somewhere deep in them
But didnt have the courage to let out
Not words of hate, petty, or remorse
But love, valor, and justice
Be the colors they pain to see
The ones they wanted to paint
But got lost in the pallet of misunderstandings and differences
Be the light that shines the path
The path they've so longed to take
Not as the star that lights their way
But one that lights their conciousness
Be you, be you all the way
Not the character they want you to be
But the character your heart tells you to play
(Fort Worth, TX 12/23/2018)
Dec 2018 · 167
The Kind (of asshole)
Sprishya Dec 2018
Don't let me be the kind of *******
Who hides behind the facade of fake morals
Blinded by the who's and what's of the society
To carefully navigate into the spectrum of likability
Murdering ideas
Shepherded by the popular beliefs that the self proclaimed "ubermensch" with values smaller than the faith of a mother consoling her dying child propagates
Don't let me be the kind of *******
Blindly seeing the disarray of colors and beliefs
Waving divisive flags of identity
While failing to identify the core of what makes us humans in the first place
Erasing the tiniest sketch of personality
To enjoy the recognition that comes with society's impeccably placed self serving values
Foolish enough to think that they're smarter than the rest
Smart enough to recognise the falacies that dont serve their interest
Don't let me be the kind of *******
Bayoneting the rights of others to exists
Carrying big guns
Compensating for the personality they lack
Their inability to break the circuit
Their brains programmed to applaud
The orange bleep on their screens that rule their lives
Their messiah
Don't let me be the kind of *******
Pretentiously answeing to a higher cause
While dismissing the cries that really need answering
Leading life one line at time
From a forged manuscript
Playing my part just right to be recognised at the pearly gates
While closing my doors to the here and now
To the damaged
To the rejects who dont see the white and gold
Or the the blue and black
But simply crave the warmth of the fabric
Of a touch, of a hug
Maybe a warm cup of humanity
Not the body or the blood of
A humanbeing just like the rest of us
We're all capable of miracles
Not a trick like walking on water
Bur changing the world one life at a time
Not as gods
But humans, in our truest forms
(Fort Worth, TX 12/02/2018)
Oct 2017 · 218
Perchance
Sprishya Oct 2017
It's like turning the lights on
On a gloomy Sunday evening
Things will **** tomorrow
But right now it's beautiful
That's what you are
BEAUTIFUL
With your white tee
Black skinny jeans
Black chucks
Tattooed arm
And a smile that has somehow
Escaped all the injustices in the world
And remains as innocent
As a veiled fantasy for him
But the horses are dead
And the prince has lost his charm
Making you settle for a bearded idea of a man
Who thinks veganism is the answer to the the world’s problems
Highlighting the soy bacon in his snap story
That runs his life
Fascinated with a make pretend world
With the skinny lattes and almond milk
An anti establishment who sees a difference
Between shopping in Walmart and Wholefoods
Points his phone to the sunset to prove
How much of an artist he is
Is art gluten free?
Or his pretentious gluten allergy
May **** him,
Maybe that's what you're into
Or maybe you've stopped looking
Maybe if you open your eyes wide enough
You'd see someone much better
I'm not saying me,
But you know,
Someone exactly like me
(Los Angeles, CA 09/30/2017)
Aug 2017 · 3.6k
Adulthood
Sprishya Aug 2017
It has to be better than this
The lemonades are turning to dust
Silverlinings have all rained down
Life's got to be bigger than this
The flower that once was
Now a thorn sharper than dead dreams
Stabbing all hope
This dark vacuum is ******* me in
I'm holding on to the last beam of light
But my grip is slipping and I'm scared
Aren't things supposed to work out?
Well begun is now all undone
(Los Angeles, Aug 22 2017)
Mar 2016 · 383
21st Century
Sprishya Mar 2016
Alcoholic insanity rules the youth
Music is now on the background
A way to grind their nights away
To get ***** and ***** to define their existence
Love is dead
Love lives in the acid tripped minds
That groove to the beat that some ***** created
An attempt to distort reality
Laying on a ground somewhere, abused
***** by the society's perfection that they crave to achieve
'ACCEPTABILITY' has taken over individuality
Money has taken over minds
Conversations dont exist
A drunken blur hovers around
People are not themselves anymore
They love their pride too much to let go
They love themselves too much to care
Pockets define the soul
Humanity disappeared somewhere
Between the whiskey filled bottles
And ******* filled minds
People are not themselves anymore
They'd rather be someone else
Just to stay relevant!!
Feb 2016 · 761
Failure To Move On
Sprishya Feb 2016
My mind is a tangled string that has lost its tone
No matter what note I try to play
It resonates a sad,  dark tune that only you can take away
It keeps wandering in the hopes of falling back into the simpler blissful times when the entire world existed in the cocooned comfort of your stretched arms,
Sanity lied in the pillow of your soft *****
When I found God somewhere deep in the paradise between your legs Creating waves that our entire existence depended on
Every inch of your body was poetry
The subtle curves of your waist that put every piece of art to shame
The music with every word that came out of your angelic lips that still plays in my ears sometimes,
My mind is a tangled string
No matter which end I pull it leads to a painful knot that binds me to the memories we shared
The ones we swore would always last
Time has moved on
You have moved on
But my tangled heart refuses to let go
It keeps dragging me back
To our tangled up past
(2/16/2016, Buffalo, NY)
Feb 2016 · 1.0k
Life 101
Sprishya Feb 2016
It's never too late
It's never too early
That's the thing about life
It's never that easy
You've got to push yourself
The next milestone's not too far
You're gonna fall along the way
Just get up and cherish those scars
Things will fall into pieces
It will tear your soul apart
But as long as you've got a soul to lose
All you've got to do is hit restart
It will not be easy love
The devil will always be on your back
But as long as you've got your friends and family
Let's face it...
Life is not that sad!!!
(Kathmandu, Nepal 07/10/2015)
Feb 2016 · 441
Leaving Home 2016
Sprishya Feb 2016
I’ve done this a million times
But it all still seems a little strange
The grass isn’t greener on the other side
Yet something green calls this greed filled grim heart
Away from everything that I have ever loved
It’s funny how ambitions change
Now the heroes from our childhood lie
Somewhere in the depths of the dark closet
Where we have thrown our imaginations
And settled for making a living
Whatever happened to the bluebird that once sang those sweet tunes in our heads?
On our efforts to fly high, we’ve taken up a burden
A burden worth our entire life
Creativity now lies in finding a way
Not paving new paths
Caught in the middle of being “Creative”
I find myself leaving home again
I’ve done this a million times
But it all still seems a little strange
All this traveling has taken its toll on me
All the excitement is now just a pain
But I promise the next time I’m back,
I will never leave home again!!

(Shanghai, 1/15/2016)
Oct 2015 · 569
Untitled#4
Sprishya Oct 2015
The lights burn brighter when it’s dark out
The birds stop chirping
People stop existing
And all I hear are my thoughts and the ticking of a clock
Tick-tock Tick-tock
The sound of life passing by
But I’m not ready
I still have half a bottle of consciousness
And a burning cigarette
Defining my destiny
The flowers of sanity blossom
With every sip I take
While I lose myself in the oblivion of being
Trying to define each moment
With the right combination of words in the wrong time
Surely, I must be heading somewhere
Towards the “goals” forced into me
Like a nail hammered into a wall
but I’m not a poster or a frame
I am an entire wall where murals are drawn
Where the children of today
See the prophecies of tomorrow
A rain in the drought of imaginations
That once turned the key
To wind-up birds that flew
To a faraway land we heard about
In the sweet lullabies
That made all the monsters under our beds disappear
A place where dreams weren’t defined
By the fame and the fortune that has taken over
Happiness and creativity
A rare phenomenon in the world today
Surely, there must be a way out of the cycle we call “success”
And into the free flowing waters of righteousness that we all lack
Surely, there must be a way of redefining the impeding norms we live by
Surely, there must be a way!!!

(Buffalo, NY 10/22/2015 1:40 am)
May 2015 · 449
HOPE (tremors)
Sprishya May 2015
It’s ok Ma,
I’m just bleeding
But I’ve got my soul intact
I’ve got your hands to hold on to
I’ll just sleep on your lap

Ma can you see them?
It seems they’re hurt real bad
The sky fell on them
Life gave up on them
Their hopes for heaven have now all crashed

It’s ok Ma,
I don’t mind bleeding
Maybe if I bleed some more
Some of them will start breathing,
Create happiness and make memories
Instead of being on board a boat that’s sinking

But I see hope Ma
Dreams will stand
Taller than the buildings that have collapsed
Children will sleep to the sound of sweet lullabies
The cries we hear will be of joy
We’ll celebrate life again
Even in the midst of sad goodbyes

It’s not too far Ma
I can already see the sunrise
Flowers will bloom, birds will chirp
The moon will bring hope and not fear
Just sit back and be patient Ma
I promise you I’ll take us there!

(Kathmandu, Nepal 5/30/2015)
Jan 2015 · 546
Untitled
Sprishya Jan 2015
The cigarettes keep burning
The drinks keep pouring
And my thoughts keep racing
Your eyes and your smile
Your promises and deception
My hopes and my heartbreak
Would I have been happier?
Insane enough to be myself
Perhaps the whiskey would be a friend
Perhaps I'd see my dreams carried out
In the cigarette smoke I inhale
To **** the sorrow that's been growing inside
I could stop it all
Believe me I want to
But every time I do
You come back
I'd rather have sorrow
I'd rather be dead
I'm burning inside my love!!

(Kathmandu, Nepal 01/02/2015)
Nov 2014 · 1.2k
Goodbye
Sprishya Nov 2014
I'll make you my muse one last time
I'll dedicate myself to you just this night
Come tomorrow I know you'll be gone
And all I'll be left with is just another sad song

But the days will go by love
I know i'll be fine
I'll learn to deal with this
Just drink my sorrow away with time

Stay happy!!

(11/18/2014 Kathmandu, Nepal)
Nov 2014 · 324
Tuesday Night
Sprishya Nov 2014
The beers come out as usual
I pour it down
Like I am trying to put off
The fire that's been burning me
A drag of cigarette
Inhale... exhale
Take a gulp
Pretend like i care
"HAHAHAHA"
Constantly wonder what you might be up to
Close my eyes
See your face
Open my eyes
Shake my head
"I think I'll have one more!!"
Friends talk, I listen
Inhale.... Exhale
Take a huge gulp
"HAHAHA, no way!! you serious??"
Few more glasses down
Light a cigarette
Drunk enough to not notice that I miss you
Now I think I'm ready for bed
Oct 2014 · 1.8k
Untitled
Sprishya Oct 2014
12 a.m. November 1, 2014
starry night, ticking clock
nothing's changed really!!
the hookers are helping desperate men find love
One ***** at a time
making money
a man jumps off a bridge
**** life right?
Lonely ******* jerking off
while a beautiful young **** makes love
a mother's breastfeeding her baby
who's gonna grow up to end human race
while i sit on my chair
reading Bukowski
"there are times when insanity becomes so real that it isn't insanity anymore"
I guess I am no different!!

(11/01/2014 Kathmandu, Nepal)
Sep 2014 · 301
In Need
Sprishya Sep 2014
Trying hard to fall asleep
With your picture engraved in my mind
Digging down deep to save myself
Yet willingly drowning in you
I am not looking for help
Just a way to die
With you lying by my side
Sep 2014 · 566
Happy Birthday
Sprishya Sep 2014
The dark clouds never left
I cant seem to get rid of their shadows
A sunny day will burn my insides
With the scorching light of your memories
All I'm hoping for is a downpour
Till it floods and sweeps away the photograph
Hidden in the drawer of my heart
I close my eyes and see the smile it has captured
I smile right back
And wonder if I were to keep them shut forever
Maybe, just maybe I'd be back to those bright days
But now the flowers are all dead
the park doesn't smell of roses anymore
The soft luscious grass have turned to thorns
I still walk on it, bleeding
Tracing back my steps one ***** at a time
Hopelessly hoping that it could lead me back to you
But it won't and I know that
Do you??

(09/04/2014 Kathmandu, Nepal)
Aug 2014 · 459
Untitled
Sprishya Aug 2014
If every drink led to a poem
I'd write you an epic
to show how drunk I am
lost in the thought of you
But alcohol doesn't cut it anymore love
Your lips are more intoxicating
the only drug that can make me sane
Fly high enough to touch the stars
Yet grounded enough to know this is real
If only I were a *****
I'd go that extra mile for the drug in your eyes
But I'm only a coward doing cowardly things
Finishing this whisky
Hoping you were here
This time for sure I tell myself
This time for sure!!
Jul 2014 · 869
You And A French Press
Sprishya Jul 2014
The moon casts a spotlight
On your face I see
Everynight in my dreams
Yet I cant wait to wake up
For reality brings you
Right in front of me      
And who needs the moon
Or the stars of my fate
While you're sitting there
Glowing even brighter
More beautiful than all of them               
And when you smile  
It feels like I am seeing for the first time      
And this reality feels like heaven
Every single time

(Kathmandu, Nepal 7/14/2014)
Jun 2014 · 716
Trouble Sleeping
Sprishya Jun 2014
The day you told me it was over
I should’ve taken the sharp knife of your words
and slit my throat to bleed out
every drop of blood that had you in it
and let it flow
like freedom
that my heart is begging for right now
Love had to hurt
How else would I feel the pain
of a million souls that have died
for that one love they believed in
to start ancient wars
the cries of which we hear till date
but my cries just disappeared somewhere
And time doesn't heal love
My tomorrows are all stuck in the yesterdays
the dreams that were so beautiful
I never wanted to wake up
I still dont,
Except this time I just want to sleep
Dreams shattered like a glass that fell from a thousand feet
I desperately tried to collect the pieces and put them back together
but a tiny speck of glass pierced through my skin and vanished
and my dreams are now forever incomplete
Leaving me with a sting everytime I touch that spot
Just hoping someone will help me take that glass out
But no one seems to be good enough
There has to be a way
There has to be a way!!!

(Kathmandu, Nepal 06/05/2014)
Sprishya Jun 2014
Alcohol helps
But I need you
To cure this pain  

(Kathmandu, Nepal 06/05/2014)
May 2014 · 607
Heartbreak Revisited
Sprishya May 2014
Everytime I give it all
To a girl
When I feel like I’ve fallen in love
And when I feel like she feels it too
I manage to drive them away
And find myself lost
In the thought of you

The cool breeze hits directly at my heart
Its so cold in there
I’m not sure if it’s alive at all
But I tell myself it’ll be ok
While listening to a beatle’s song
It’s all lies
You have managed to change my world

Music sends a shiver down my spine
I know I’m a coward
I know I cant do things right
You’d ask ‘what would you do without me?’
I didn’t think I ‘d pick a fight
With life
And now I’m losing
But knowing that you’re happy
Still keeps me alive

(Kathmandu, Nepal 05/18/2014)
May 2014 · 899
Come Back
Sprishya May 2014
Please stop the time
Come back
Tell me it was a lie
Come back
Kiss me again
Come back
Save this heart that you have slain

My heart feels like it crumbling
Come back
Make it sing again
Come back
Let it know that it'll be fine again
Come back
Assure me that I'll see the sun shine
Again!!

(Kathmandu, Nepal 5/15/2014)
Apr 2014 · 432
5.A.M
Sprishya Apr 2014
I finally believe in god
I'm praying for his grace
I would die if i couldn't have you
Although I know it's cliched
I want to tell you my heart beats your name
My breath only lasts as long as I see your face
But I'm scared
A thousand other boys must have told you that
That you mean the world to them
But the world has lost its meaning
All the world is right now
Is one text saying good night
To know that you really care
One smile when I'm with you
Or your voice that overshadows music
You are my music
Touching the deepest corner of my soul
And I want to write you a song
But the words don't come out
And my voice disappears
'I love you'
Every inch of you
Every thought, every breath,
Ever sound you make
Your thought and your dreams
I'd die to know
If you feel the same
I'd be in heaven if we kissed
Apr 2014 · 406
Her
Sprishya Apr 2014
Her
your heart's been asking you to follow it
it says forget the light
forget the darkness
define yourself in her
her eyes and  her breath
the soul that grabs your hands
pulls you into yourself
the sun fades away
all the warmth the world needs
is in her
no life
no death
all you really need is her
the idea of her
her perfect self
bringing out the perfect you
the women you've had so far
suddenly become dust
and she becomes the universe
your satan
your god
your only salvation
your life
your existence
simply,
her.

(Kathmandu 4/11/2013... in love)
Feb 2014 · 743
I Miss You
Sprishya Feb 2014
You weren’t just a lover
You were the one
A reflection of my entire existence
In the most enigmatic eyes
A purpose
The purpose
Not an answer
Not a question
Just you
In your form
The best one
The only one
My absolute life
Yet now a memory
A dream like last night’s
A worry stricken mind
Realizing it has nothing
Just emptiness the next morning
I hope you are ok……..

(Kathmandu, Nepal 02/06/2013)
Dec 2013 · 870
For You
Sprishya Dec 2013
If I told you I wrote this poem for you
Would you start loving me?
Craving me the way I crave you
Go insane
Live in a world where nothing else exists
Do everything to make me understand
Fail but keep trying
If I told you I wrote this poem for you
Would you instantly run into my arms?
Kiss my lips and stare at the stars
Forget the world
Forget yourself
Yet somehow remember
What I was wearing the first day we met
If I told you I wrote this poem for you
Would you spend your days thinking about me?
Coming up with excuses just to see my face
Go to the same coffee shop
Hoping for me to show up
Note down ‘Spiced latte, no sugar’
Just so if the day comes
You know what I would order
If I told you I wrote this poem for you
Would you start dreaming of the future?
A small chapel by the sea
Gathered friends and family
Vows and bells
Our kid’s show and tell
A family portrait hung on the wall
If I told you I wrote this poem for you
Would you be mine forever?
Let me die in your arms
Happy and loved
If you would
Then my love
I wrote this poem for you

(Kathmandu, Nepal 12/22/2013)
Nov 2013 · 879
Drunkenness Justified
Sprishya Nov 2013
When my mind feels like someone else's
When my brain ceases to think
When my thoughts only lead me towards the end of the tunnel
Where I see everything else but a light
That's when the bottle comes out
It listens to me without interrupting
It understands that I don't need to be happy
I just need to not be sad

(Kathmandu, Nepal  11/22/13)
Oct 2013 · 792
Why I Write
Sprishya Oct 2013
I write
Because it's the only sanity I know
I lost my mind a long time ago
Between the heartbreaks and one night stands
Somewhere in those drunken nights
I've been trying to find myself
With a drug induced consciousness
And alcohol infused serenity
And the words
The words that forever battle in my head
To just come out raw
The way they are
No sweetness added
Unrefined thoughts
Like **** the world, **** humanity
**** everyone
But then I take a deep breath
Regather my thoughts
Add a little sweetness to it
Then my mind comes up with words
But they're not mine
I lost my mind a long time ago
Back when I was taught to deal with good people
When in reality I was surrounded by none
When I was taught to succeed in life
But not how to deal with failure
About love and happiness
But never about heartbreak and distress
I write
To teach myself
Experiences that I was never taught
Love that I found and lost
To find the sanity that I misplaced
While figuring out the curve ***** life threw at me
When time took away everything that was offered to me
I write
To feel again
What it was like to be me.

(Kathmandu, Nepal 10/15/2013)
Sep 2013 · 1.1k
Somewhere In You
Sprishya Sep 2013
Somewhere in you I see the love I lost
Somewhere in you I see the love I've been aching to find
Somewhere in you I see myself happy
Free from the emotional trauma I go through everyday
A release I've been waiting for
Somewhere in you lies that touch that could make me forget
That the world exists
Where people stab each other's back just to be more comfortable
Somewhere in you I see salvation
A door into heaven where i see myself holding the hand of god
While kissing the lips of angels for eternity
Somewhere in you I see me loving you
With all my heart, caring for you
Growing old with you
Taking my last breath right next to you

Somewhere in you I see a darkness
So deep that it frightens me to explore
Somewhere in you lies the hell where I know i'll end up
Somewhere in you I see my heart destined to break again    
A painful journey that I know I'll take again
A withered tree refusing to bloom again
Somewhere in you is a knife ready to stab me
While my heart screams " no more"
Please no more
I am better off lonely
Looking at the stars and reminiscing what could've been
Somewhere in you I see a pool of tears
That I know you're gonna drown me in
While I fight for each breath,  refusing to give up
Though I might already be dead
Somewhere in you lies my deepest fear that I refuse to face
Yet every inch of me craves to be
Somewhere in you.

(Kathmandu, Nepal 9/27/13)
Sep 2013 · 1.1k
Feeling The Blues!!
Sprishya Sep 2013
The world seems strange
They wont get what I feel
Honestly love, I don’t care
I swear this is real

Time just flew by
But you seem the same to me
I’ve fallen for every inch of you
Fallen deeper than the deepest sea

I wish you were all mine
All mine till the end of time
You give life to my sad existence
This worthless life of mine

Please tell me you feel it too
The chills to the bone, the highest of highs
Your touch could just **** me
You kiss could make me fly

Please tell me you feel this too
I don’t care if it’s just a lie
For your touch could light all darkness
One touch and I could die.

(Kathmandu, Nepal, 9/18/13)
Sep 2013 · 1.1k
Without You
Sprishya Sep 2013
A sad tune in an empty bar
That's what my life has become
People may surround me
But I feel alone
Being without you
Is like being without me
I am here but lost somewhere
In the days when you were around
Now it doesn't even feel like home
I am hoping for better days
Living in the past
I've tried to pick myself up
Put back the pieces
But I keep falling apart.

(Kathmandu, Nepal 9/16/13)
Sep 2013 · 3.8k
Gloomy Day
Sprishya Sep 2013
The burning cigarette and a cup of coffee
My companions again
Gloomy day
Loud traffic
Not a single pretty girl in sight
Kathmandu afternoon at its finest
Nothing to do but smoke a joint
And write this poem
My attempt at creativity
With a mind under influence
Thoughts running wild
I could start a religion
But I'll just sleep instead.

(Kathmandu, Nepal 9/1/2013)
Aug 2013 · 879
The Evening News
Sprishya Aug 2013
She mutes the TV
"What the **** is happening to the world"
I wish you could get in my head
And just hear the thoughts that play around
There’s a lot happening in there
Or better yet, just give me head
The news lady on the TV is quite hot
I bet she gives amazing head too
If only you could learn that
From all the news you watch
Make CNN more interesting
Then maybe I’d care
About the world news

(Kathmandu, Nepal 8/29/13)
Aug 2013 · 672
Midnight
Sprishya Aug 2013
Good night she says
The silence of the night
No people around,
No one to deal with
Just me, myself and my thoughts
I wonder if the people I saw today
Will all be alive tomorrow
Its weird this life
Unpredictably predictable
Death that is
Or life
Is death a part of life
Or life just a part of the grand finale
Death
Now I'm just tripping
I love the silence,
I love nights
I think I need a cigarette
"Good night love!!"
Please be alive tomorrow.

(Kahmandu, Nepal 8/19/13)
Aug 2013 · 1.2k
Tonight
Sprishya Aug 2013
Here we are again
Same place
And you are starting to haunt me
Talking about love lost
Love not found
But It feels like it's staring at me
Like that cat from the other night
Like it can see right through me
My inside's imploding
With an urge
An urge to defy our truth
The truth that I don't want to believe
But again we create our own truth
When your lips open to speak
All I can think of is my open lips
Pressed against yours
When you talk about your past
All I can do is pretend to care
Honestly love
I think I am falling for you
I wont say forever
But for tonight
I want you more than this drink
Begging me to finish it
Or the lines of *******
Be my drug tonight
Even if you give a bad hangover
I want to get drunk
Drinking you
All night
And pass out in your heaven
You can leave in the morning
I prefer to watch the sunrise alone.

(Kathmandu, Nepal 8/15/13)
Aug 2013 · 1.0k
No Need For Words
Sprishya Aug 2013
Your look says it all
There's no need for words
I feel it too
I know it burns
Screaming to come out
Simple words would set it free
But it's better this way
There's no need for words

Your smile says it all
There's no need for words
The doorway to your innermost secrets
I want to know it all
Those words would be heaven
Coming out of you
But it's better this way
There's no need for words.

(Kathmandu, Nepal 8/8/2013)
Aug 2013 · 842
Penn Station and Beer
Sprishya Aug 2013
A group of girls pass me by
Dressed in their fancy dresses
Talking about some guy
Long island  girls I think
Do they know a different world exists
I'd rather listen to the hobo
Strumming his guitar
Singing  about his sorrows
I give him a beer to forget life
As I try to forget mine

Amtrak to philadelphia departs at 730
Platform 4 says the screen
Where are all these people traveling to?
Am I drunk?
I've only had few
What happened to the days I could drink
Am I old?
Now I'm just thinking too much
Time for another beer
"That'll be 5 bucks!"

(New York City, 6/30/2012)
Found this on my phone 8/7/13
Aug 2013 · 1.3k
One Kiss
Sprishya Aug 2013
Your kiss would do it
Just one
Is that too much?
It's all I've been waiting for
All my life
The softest touch of your soft lips
The feel of your tongue
What the universe was made for
Your kiss
Your lips pressed against mine
Ten seconds to define our entire existence
Is that too much?
Let me slow down
Forget the universe
Lets rediscover ourselves
I belong with you
You belong with me
And everything else that follows
Does that work instead?
Now about that kiss
I've craved it to a point where I ache for it
Is that too much??
Ok then let me come out straight
I think we are at a point
Where kissing is the only thing
Only sane thing that would lead to my insanity
Get me drunk enough to be sober again
Hear me out love
One kiss
That's all I ask
One kiss to save the world
For I might just lose it
But if you feel it's impossible
Then just say it's too much
And I''ll go kiss her instead.

(Kathmandu, Nepal 7/5/2013)
Jul 2013 · 476
A 60 of Johnnie
Sprishya Jul 2013
I don’t even care about your ******* anymore
A 60 of Johnnie is all I want
In fact it’s all I ever wanted
All I needed
Your love?
Everything’s love after a few drinks
Your love, her love, my love
Love for my dog and love for that rock
A 60 of johnnie is all I want
**** your problems and your concerns
If it’s not me you’re getting with tonight
Then ******* too
Take a knife and cut me open
I want to see myself bleed
Just a thought when my mind lacks
The 60 of Johnnie that it so craves
Set this mind at ease
Come up to me slowly,
Seductively,
Touch me in the places your mother wouldn’t approve
Do things your father would **** me for
I’m going to commit a sin
Your eyes are to blame
Things I would do to that body
The most beautiful girl in the world tonight
And yet my love
A 60 of Johnnie is all I want.

(Los Angeles , CA 7/21/13 1:21 AM)
May 2013 · 465
May 9th (haiku)
Sprishya May 2013
The sun is shining
Birds chirping their way to joy
I wish I could fly.

(May 9 2013, Los Angeles)
Apr 2013 · 500
I'm Going Insane
Sprishya Apr 2013
Thoughts cross my mind
Good or bad
I cannot make the call
I want to change
Take control and break my fall
**** all my problems
Leave all my concerns
Set the world on fire
Sit back and watch it burn!!

-Sprishya
Apr 2013 · 544
Forever Tomorrow
Sprishya Apr 2013
Time
That time yesterday
A different time today
Awaiting a better time tomorrow
Time forever
While I live
After I am dead
Its significance swallowing
The insignificance that is
My life and being,
The only significance that defines me
And yet time takes control
Leads me to this path unknown
Leaves me helpless
To figure out
If it’s time that’s destroying me
Or leaving me to shape
My future
My time
The better time that awaits
Forever in my tomorrow.

-Sprishya
Mar 2013 · 386
Untitled
Sprishya Mar 2013
I'm not a poet
I'm a thinker
I write down my thoughts
The bad days that are over
The good days to come
The love on its way
And lovers dead and gone

-Sprishya
Mar 2013 · 1.3k
Heartbreak
Sprishya Mar 2013
Let me tell you about heartbreak,
The drinking, the drugs, the promiscuity
My heartbreak,
The love I lost,
The love she found
My troubled days,
The day I found myself
Lost in this vicious circle
There’s no getting out
Take my hand and pull me out
Only you can save me now
Only you can cure this heart
For now,
Till you decide to follow
Her steps,
And I’ll find another her
Another you
To tell a tale
About my heartbreak

-Sprishya
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