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Haruharu Aug 2018
His texts are shorter.

The replies are few.

Clinical.

I'm now waiting restlessly.

That's new..

The distance feels longer than ever.

No sign of him.

As the minutes pass by my heart sinks.

Is there someone else?
Mystic Ink Plus Aug 2018
All those ups and downs

With effort
Moments to celebrate
A glorious time
And
With the same effort
Some moments to felt
Sorry
Even when
Being in the right lane

No Prejudice

Here we are trained
How to judge
Getting help of senses
Our eyes are judgmental
So do, the ears and touch

If someone dies
Of kindness
Let them search a scapegoat
Let them find us  
Everywhere

I don’t ask for much
Think for the few seconds
What, If the Stethoscope
Ask for a rest
Genre: Experimental
Mystic Ink Plus Jul 2018
Did Whole Body Check Up

But can’t find
Where the pain was
Genre: Clinical Abstract
Theme: Package X,Y,Z I never understood.
If asked which package I need to go for,  
Just reply,
let me understand, first.
Mystic Ink Plus May 2018
They said
I already ate

I have not chewed
Neither felt any taste

Do I really ate?

Probably I have forgotten
Or
lost the taste.
Genre: Clinical Abstract
Saint Audrey May 2018
I sought out just what I've become

Numb to trepidation, apposed to emotions
I choke on sensations, opening to oceans
Of blood soaked remnants I can't fathom
Begin to comprehend, or otherwise justify
To myself

And It's square on my shoulders

If I like it or not

Sating my lust for life, finding out how
To revel in spite, in spite of myself, honestly
Grating, the thoughts that haunt me through
Sleepless hours and all the mindless rambling I do
To myself

I wanted to change, and I did

I did change

Bought at the current rate
Life condensed to a price
I wanted everyone to pay
Besides me. Never me

I thought it free, until someone came around with
The promise that they'd take it all away

Breaking ground, like the words I said
What I say in my day to day
Breaking ground, foray into something
I'd call a grave mistake

Try to justify it, screaming at the sky
Trying hard to hide what I swear I left behind
Blame it on society. A scapegoat that never falters
Hurdles that I prayed would change, and yet
They never falter
So, I blame it on you, and then you blame it on me

I blame it on myself

...

I blame myself.

What it always comes down to

And I turned into what I had always planned to turn into
Go figure.
Mystic Ink Plus Mar 2018
People change
They have a beating heart

Else, never will they.
Genre: Rational
Theme: Inspired from ECG changes, truth of life, life changing moment
Mystic Ink Plus Feb 2018
“What made you come here?” I asked
Just to be sure, I’m okey. Here are my recent reports.

“Don’t you have trust over self?” unspoken thought
What is there? Am I all right?
Reviewing the values, do you have doubt? I asked
“Skeptic, if any.” She answered

Let me ask you few questions.
“Do you Smile?”
Yes, I do

“Do you Cry?”
Something when it hurts, I do.

“Now, I can conclude, you are perfectly normal with human sensibility.”
“Those values in your reports will always change.”

Stay calm.
Genre: Clinical
Theme: Everyday Life, Dedicated To All
Mystic Ink Plus Feb 2018
Beep ..beep…beep
Ceiling closed by
Foot rested above my head
Arms cuffed, multiple Punctures
Half vein, half wire
Half Survive, half dead
Attachment with Machines

Beep.. beep.. beep
Screen displays, I still survive
Hope of Humanity from Machines
Health status, undergone Inertia
Sometime, time wins the race
Sometime, time follows my pace
Accelerated Life, Arrhythmia of thought
The last Stop
Genre: Clinical
Theme: Life seen so close.
Shared from my Anthology, Canvas: Echoes and Reflections, 2018.
Mystic Ink Plus Feb 2018
Benefit overcomes side effect
A little piece of heaven with
A little piece of hell
Red one with lunch
Heart shaped, just took once
White one, 12hours apart, AM-PM
Cute one, if needed in sleepless nights
Helps all senses ravishes in delight

Once missed a pill, allowed me to judge clearly
Something isn't right
Now, I realize how it made me feel
Sweat sediment like a dawn dew
Pill behold an unparallel beauty
Treat it like a piece of timeless art
Struggle trying to be the same, with a
Wish of a different past

Celebrate "No Pills Day"
A better life I wish to pursue
Feeling wild and free.
Genre: Clinical abstract
Shared from my Anthology, Canvas: Echoes and Reflections, 2018.
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