#secondary
Probably you didn't expect it,
Right when I saw your name,
Alas, I recalled her identity,
Tasked with exploring the possibility,
I lost myself into her calm,
Beautiful like the night,
Hiding her hurt heart,
Atul failed to entice her in his charm.
Feb 7, 2025
Feb 7, 2025 at 1:54 PM UTC
My heart beats so strongly,
Yet it beats so softly.
In 2005,
I stepped into my high-school,
The last year of my high.
Dragon of my life,
Raged angrily as I performed,
Enjoying my efforts,
And I was honest,
My marks were nice,
Self-analysis gave me a few more.
Tasked with toiling hard,
All I did was procrastinate,
Shouldn't have done that,
Tests that I avoided,
Especially in secondary school,
Damaged my future goal.
Dawn and dusk,
I stayed awake,
Right then I thought about it,
Terribly doing at the test.
Seeing my Karma,
Obvious was the Phalam.
In the transition I experienced a lot.
Saw myself rise from potential death bed,
Helped by my loving parents,
Instead of passing away in anonymity,
Farewell to the first college,
Third girlfriend lied badly,
Essential narcissist off the ledge,
Dunno what she did prayed.
Transitions from non-medical sciences,
Over Biotechnology to commerce.
Men often are bitter,
Every time they jitter,
Deeming my actions unfair,
Inching me towards loneliness,
Calling me a Trojan Horse,
As they alienate ever,
Losing to my effort.
School, it was a great time,
College, it was just not mine,
Inundated by my tears,
Enthralled by my own life,
Never land of a comatose state,
Ceased to exist in my life,
Efforts put by my parents,
Slowly, I started on a clean slate.
And until now, I'm satisfied,
Not that the battle is won, but
Definitely I'm closer to victory.
Neither I am sad nor am I happy,
Over with the blues, I am patient,
But what if I never meet my end?
I don't want to live forever.
As I love my parents,
May they always stay with me.
Early adolescence is long gone,
Am missing those days,
Really carefree,
Not tensed,
I miss my past,
Not really the college,
Good were the school days.
Tasked with toiling hard to get a job,
Had I succeeded without help,
Really not without some grace,
Of my parents, and of my own,
Up above the recruitment exams,
Godly grace of my parents,
Helped me all along.
They all are happily married,
Had been my friends, but now
Enjoyin' only with their spouses.
Cheers to life,
Of course, I'm late,
Matters it to me,
Matter it does,
Early marriage was planned,
Really all got messed up,
Course of time,
Especially delivered to me.
Slowly, I realise my incompatibility,
Terribly wrong, wrongly terrible,
Realms of the dead I belonged,
Enjoying my life fully still,
Affluence sought-after,
My aim it remains.
Oct 13, 2024
Oct 13, 2024 at 9:39 AM UTC
we measured the time
by what infatuation took us
that year.
Year 7 was flittering
8 was unfounded
9 was groundbreaking but
10 was changing
Year 11’s love might still be reigning.
you never forget those 5 years.
even if you'd like too.
Jun 25, 2019
Jun 25, 2019 at 6:07 PM UTC
spongy tapped that dire tweet
and made it tweak a moonlit sky
with this teacher in a spoon
found thus in online game room
these warriors again hit their speed with such utterance
that sought a time still learned of design though what suspiciously
in their console as it made their jobs shine
in matter of moments these ones start
as friendly their epilogue in neighborhoods
that peace has proffered reward again
while tonight they'd emblem cursed fate
Aug 28, 2017
Aug 28, 2017 at 8:21 AM UTC
Through a veil, I see it all.
A building big, a building small.
Dressed up in its qualities --
An experience my sense recalls.
Jul 23, 2017
Jul 23, 2017 at 4:20 PM UTC
Mum she is in the beginning,
Armed with a lot of patience,
Rhyming it with an elegant silence,
Yarn of poetry she is threading.
With all her immense patience,
In this wicked world she is happy,
Not worrying about anything,
She keeps her patience unharmed,
Leveraging her happiness on herself,
Of beautiful words she is a lady,
Wish her I do a lot of happiness.
Jul 11, 2017
Jul 11, 2017 at 12:47 AM UTC
Lost in the vast bog of stories,
It dies a slow unsung death,
May it meet its personality,
Only impersonality shrouds it now,
Under the flutter of wings,
Shall not get all it deserves,
It'll remain majorly ignored in the clutter of words,
Not because it's poorly projected, but,
Entirely because it's not written in my destiny.
Jan 17, 2017
Jan 17, 2017 at 7:31 AM UTC
She will be even more beautiful,
Heavier will be her eyelids,
Eager will be men for her body.
Would she even miss me,
I am not aware about it,
Longer this time spent,
Lot she will try to forget.
Ringing bells of her heart,
Every time she will bathe,
Pouring water from the shower,
Early tears will get veiled,
No memories get subsided,
Time spent she will recall.
Dec 28, 2016
Dec 28, 2016 at 12:54 AM UTC
I am not so dumb
Kronos wept when you deceived
Not knowing what exactly you did
Of late I now have known it all
What you did in pretence
What pretence you can ask
How could you even ask
An explanation you owed me
Till things could've been fixed
Yucky all your fake love
On your family I feel pity
Unashamed you will thrive
Dope he took to take you high
In the night for hours together
Doomed could have been my life
If I had married you in future
Not a faithful partner you made
When we had started
I should have taken it easy
Not so easy is to be plain sincere
Terminal velocity my love reached
Erring en route the rules I breached
Road accident bothers me not as much
2 were our hearts in love
0 was the problem until
1 vile man came to you and
4 hours you stayed in his room
Nov 21, 2016
Nov 21, 2016 at 3:10 PM UTC
Amidst the days of life,
Lazing leisurely seldom,
Longing for company.
All I have is emptiness,
Lending me some smiles,
Or some happiness,
Not someone else,
Everything is lonely.
Nov 11, 2016
Nov 11, 2016 at 8:44 AM UTC
This isn't a new story;
In fact it's quite old
I may have mentioned it before
But now this story must be told
All through my Primary years
All I had was sweat and tears
I had no friends and too many fears
I couldn't even trust my peers
I kept my secrets hidden deep;
They began to devour me
I tried to talk to somebody,
Please oh please, anybody!
I had begun to play yard games with kids
Who weren't really my friends
They used and abused me every day
Until I felt like it was the end
I blurted it out to them
"Stop this, I can't take it!
I have Aspergers, *******
Do you know how I deal with it?"
They didn't know how I did it
They were absolutely speechless
Now I regret saying it
Till then it was only known by teachers
My simple reply
To the question I posed them
"I don't"
And a new level of bullying began
Now ****** actually meant something
******** was introduced
I regret ever opening my mouth
And helping these new taunts be produced!
Had to move schools because we were moving house
My first term in new uniform, new school and different people
I had hoped that moving would get me friends and less enemies
But no matter where you go, it seems, people are still evil!
I had a crush on a girl that year
And she was always taken
She swapped boyfriends so fast they called her a ****
If I'm not mistaken
I wrote her letters, I was too shy to talk
And the best bit? She wrote back
I kept her letters to this very day
But I did not know she would betray!
She showed my letters to some guys
These guys who used to tease me
I only found out through a friend
When he said he'd seen the pieces
She'd scattered them at the school pond
I found a piece hidden in the grass
It dawned on me that all her beauty
Hid a ******* *******
She knew I went down to the pond
I ******* SAID SO, IN MY LETTERS!
She didn't feel guilty then
I thought that she was better!
That friend who told me, by the way
I made halfway through the year
He is and was an absolute legend,
Is my friend Pal Tear
Moving on to Year 8
New Year, New Me, right?
******* hell it wasn't
First term, and already in a fight!
Betrayed again by someone who
I had the trust to call a friend
Trusting others is one of my flaws
So I get stabbed again and again
Year 9 comes around
People look but do not speak
There is no reason to diss me
I'm no longer shy, submissive and weak
Instead they **** my anger
As I found out in Year 10
Thought the torture was over
That it wouldn't happen again!
Food scraps thrown at me
Names called from afar
I pretend I just don't care
But it's all a great big façade
I started to ponder
The sharpness of blades
And how easy it would be to cut myself
And try and replace the pain
For a pain I could tolerate
That in good time I would love
The blade would be my bestest friend
When I'd had enough
And so it came to be
For I got set in bad ways
These old habits die rather slowly
I've been trying, for so many days
I made a promise to a girl
A girl I loved, now all is neutral
That I would try not to cut
That a blade is, by far, more than that kind of useful
I'm still trying to stop
To this very day
But although I do it very little
I still get by with my wicked ways
May 5, 2016
May 5, 2016 at 2:29 AM UTC
By Arcassin Burnham
Scowl up my face for the moves you make,
You Are the definition to finding a word in the Webster's dictionary,
I'm so Appalled!!!!!
No better way to punish someone you want to destroy in an office full of documents and papers for charitable organizations,
That can be dealt with later,
He enjoys the oral way too often,
And shes never been penetrated,
masterful until he's in his coffin,
Virginity will get authenticated,
Escalated,
Elevated,
Rejuvenated,
Just be glad that your face is straightened.
May 31, 2015
May 31, 2015 at 8:05 PM UTC
**** she is so cute,
Resting so gorgeous,
Off I take my eyes,
Not able to touch yet,
And I long for her.
Where I lost my sanity,
Amritsar was the name,
Saved I have been now.
Lot of things known,
Or all was unknown,
Shall never drown,
Then I forgot my town.
In her city is lost my heart,
Now painting the lovely art.
Kind & cute she is,
Royal & loyal too,
In all of these days,
Putting in love ink,
It is a poetic fable.
May 25, 2015
May 25, 2015 at 4:03 AM UTC