I badly need a break
but I feel I don't deserve it
I haven't done anything
to feel this tired
physically and mentally
Maybe its all in my head
May be I am over reacting
But i crave for a break
which I think I don't deserve.

Those thorns
They poke right into my bleeding heart
The red rose that once showed our love
Now shows our pain
Again and again they pierce my heart
Shattering it into a mess
But it was already a mess
Since the time you left me
My brain no longer functions as it should
It told me not to depend on that heart
It told me heart can get hurt easily
But I didn't listen and now I know

Forgotten memories resurfaced
But I had already moved on
Why would you come back now?
When all the fire has died down
And all the heat has evaporated
Why now?
Your face taunts me in my dreams
Why come back now
When I finally stopped grieving for you
I was trying to stand up on my own
But you have pushed me down
Back on my knees
Why come back now
When everything is over

I will never want you to go through what i went through my dear child, trust me my dear I won't let you suffer alone like they did to me.
If you ever need to cry trust me I will be there beside you to hold your hand and sing you to sleep, trust me my dear i won't let you suffer alone like they did to me
I will never make you choose whom you like more between me and him ,no i won't let you suffer my child like they did to me
trust me my baby just trust me please

The gold of her ring
The silver of her hair
The cries of her children
Nothing stopped him from hurting her
She didn't complain
when the light of the world left her
in complete darkness
Loneliness consumed her
This world gave her back
for all that she did
till the last moment
before she lost her breath to death

Under the lighted lamp
She sat with her little dairy
As she jotted down
All about her day
The vague and dim light
Could open the door
To her mind that even
The strong and bright light
Of her phone couldn't

Each time I came crying towards you
I knew you could make me smile
And you always did
Even though you didn't have answers for all my questions
Even though you couldn't solve all my problems
Just knowing that you are there is reassuring
Thank you for being a doraemon to this nobitha

He carried away her body,
Knowing that she isn't going to return
I wonder where he took her to

Those red eyes of his looked tired
Alone he carried her in his arms
like he always did but this time
she was no longer smiling at him

Her pale face refused to display
emotions and her big deary eyes
looked helplessly lifeless

All that was left was the memories
that they once shared and
her lifeless body that he carried

But he never regretted taking her life
She no longer wanted him
but he couldn't let her go

If not his then she shouldn't be anyone's
Hugging her dead body close to his chest
he repeated, mine and mine only

She said its okay to let go
if I couldn't hold it in
any longer,Then its okay
to let go and I trusted her

Just when I thought
I have figured out everything
things changed,
And I am back to step one

But she said its fine
to not know the next
Its okay to let go
if I couldn't bear it anymore and I trusted her

When I stressed over things
that was totally stupid
When I cried over things
that was totally unwanted

She calmed me down
And told me its okay
to let go if I couldn't do it anymore
and I trusted her

Everybody seems to love poetry about love and lovers
Is it because there is too much love in us
or it is because there is too less love in us ?

In those sparkly eyes
I saw glittery stars rise

Those eyes that held wonder
Smiled louder than thunder

It caught my eye
It caught my heart

Harder my heart thumped
Looking at those eyes

I saw the world in those eyes
And now you are my world

I am tired, No beyond that
I am exhausted, Not a tinge
of energy left in me
Not a pinch of life left in me

I can no longer walk, Yet
I try to run the race
they all finish even before I start
I am already out, I already lost

Before I run out of breath, Pick me up
Lend me that hand of yours,
Hold onto me and pull me out
Teach me to crawl first

Hold me while I walk
And finally put me back
on that track again to start
at my own pace.

Can i write only when my soul is hurt?
Why does words come to me only when I am tierd?
My anger, my pain, my distress,
Its easier to pen down these feelings
But my happiness never makes it out to the world
Why is it hard to find a synonym for happiness?
Someday, Please make me capable
to write down my joy
which I can look back at
years later and feel glad again.

You are like a mistress I keep
A mistress who knows all about me
A mistress who shouldn't exsist
But why do I find it hard to keep you away?

Your darkness throws upon me
A blanket of comfort
Covering me up
From a fake world

The night where truth
Swims up to the surface
Real faces tear apart the fake masks
That covers them up

Like a drunk man
I open up my locked chamber
Of secrets and insecurities cause
With you near me I no more fear

With you iam not fake
I stop pretending to be fine
I don't stop my tears
From rolling down my cheeks

I let my pillows be soaked
With my tears
With the weight that I had to carry
Over my already slumped shoulders

Lying in your lap,  I dream
Of another world
Where the morning would be my strength
And the light would be my comfort

As I weave a wave of surprise for him
I could hear my heart accelerate with excitement never seen before
As though it had been running a race
It beats as if it would explode of emergency

She smiled to hide the sorrow behind her eyes
The tears that never got to roll down her pale chubby cheeks, if they ever did she said they were tears of joy
The truth behind them, hidden
Like a predator in camouflage

It was easy to find
That her smile was just a cover
That hid all her wounds
But none dared to look more into it
None cared for they all fell for her silly act
The smile that hid her pain

The smile that hid her agony
Behind it she hid herself
Now when all the pain is gone
Her face no more twitches to smile
Unable to share her joy and happiness
Unable to hear the sound of her laughter

She goes back to being sad all over again.

Running away from you
I thought I could escape
But I was wrong
I could never make it

You pushed your way into my dreams
Turning them into nightmares
That haunt me throughout the day

Neither the light nor the darkness scared you, I wonder
Is there anything you fear
Anything that can stop you
From turning me into you?

I can't be you. Iam not you.
Iam scared
Of anything and everything
I fear their ruthless eyes
Their tounge that spits fire

Don't  force me
To be the black sheep
Who will forever be hated
Please let me live
Hidden away from you

Dear love
You gave me warmth
In the cold rains of August
Covering me in your strong embrace
You protected me against the wind,
the thunder and the floods
You were the beautiful spring that bought joy to my dry winter
You were the sun that went down
So that I could watch the moon glow
You were everything I wished I could be
You showed me stars in the August sky
My August has now become our August
You have become a part of my own day and night
You have become a part of my hours, minutes and seconds
But when the winds started to become unbearable for you
You left me to tend to myself
Still I wont complain
I wont curse
I wont grumble
Thank you for giving me
The love of February
The heat of May
The cold of December
All in August
Thank you for being my August love

The nation called itself secular
But I was born with a religion
tattooed on my forehead

Being a female they said I have rights
But because I was a female
I was abandoned

As a human I have the right to live
But I don't remember
The last time I felt alive

Does my hunger and agony
Pain the one who made the rights?
Would the abuse thrown at me

Make me a victim
Who can atleast claim
For her basic human rights?

No rights ever written down
Showed men to be the one
With crown and honor

Yet, I was put below his feet
To be violated and humiliated
Where was my rights


When I was locked up
Away from the light of knowledge
Away from the world of wisdom


In a little cage with bars
That do not bend
Rights always existed
But they were never right themselves

The agony in me
Enough to burn a being alive
Enough to turn hell over

The pain in me
As a truck passed over me
As I have been stabbed all over

The hatred in me
Capable of cursing the one who gave me birth
Capable to taking my own life

When will it all end
When will I be set free
From this world of pain and misery
From the hell that pretends to be heaven

I have done nothing
Nor have I achieved anything
Worthy of being praised

I feel empty
Like I have lost myself
My body no longer belongs to me

All I ever do is breathe
What if I stopped breathing

These thoughts fill my head
They have taken control over me

Give me something to do
Something to hold onto
Something to live for
A reason to breathe

Simply put
Its just you being you

I miss her
More than I should
More than I usually do

No she isn't dead
Just far away from me
We never had the best relationship

But we were close
When we started becoming closer
Its time to seperate

Yes we have stayed seperated
But i always knew
She would come back to me

But this time i feel lost and lonley
I talk to her daily
I tell her about my day  

But its not even close
To how it feels
When she sits there

On a chair in front to me  
Ready to listen
To all my blabbering

And yes this time
I really miss her
And wish if she was near.

I was afraid not anymore
You control me no more
Your claws don't frighten me anymore
Iam no more trapped in you
You have no right over me anymore
I fear you no more

When you don't understand yourself
When you start hating yourself
When you compare yourself
You start to deteriorate

When funny comments hurt your heart  
When beauty and wealth matters  
When others opinions weigh you down  
You start to deteriorate  

When impressing others feels important  
When sacrificing your comfort doesn't hurt  
When you forget to live
You start to deteriorate

They fought
I don't know for what
Its been years
I saw them love
Hatered was all I saw

I  never knew
How to stop
I dont know it still
Its too late now
To do what I never did

They gave me
Right to choose
But did not let me know
What to choose
And from where to choose

I don't feel
True is their love
Compromise is life
For them, I think
But I don't know the truth

Tell me not
To return
Something I never got
Love is not what I want
Some care would do

When I was asked
What values I learned
At home, I stood still
Without an answer
To yell back

Is it my fault
I never thought
It could be
Richness seems needless before
Families with peace

Can I ever
Regain the unity
We once upon a time had
In what  I call
My home

Nostalgic I feel
When I turn back
To see the  days when
We never had
Internet in our house

Those were the days
I loved , what a peace
What a love we had
But now all we have is
Horrible silence

Does a poet write only when he is sad?
Doesn't think so
But have heard so

Does a poet write only when he is upset?
Is writing a way to escape
From the world that hurt you a little too much?

Does a poet write only when he is depressed?
Why is his happiness not penned down?
Why is his prosperity not shared?

A poet doesn't write only when he is sad
All feelings, all happiness, all emotions
All of this is written

He writes when he is happy
He writes about the nature
He writes about everything and everyone

Poems are not always meant to be sad
They contain hope, love, peace
And so much more

You have no right to hide
When I have no right to know

You have no right to shout
When I have no right to talk

You have no right to command
When I have no right to plead

You have no right to hate
When I have no right to love

Its unfair
But when was life ever fair

Iam sick but you can't see it
Iam tired but you can't see it
I can tell you but I can't show you
I hate life
I hate myself
Hence i hate everybody else

Iam angry, Iam upset
Iam frustrated beyond my limits
All of this takes control over my body
Shutting me out from everyone else

Iam trapped in a shell
That I built for myself
A shell that has unbreakable walls

I lay there in peace
Waiting for someone
Who can break the walls
And pull me out
From my own delusional world
Filled with pain and distress.

My anger is killing me
Its destroying me day by day
Not only me
But also the ones around me

Words go out of control
Tongues go beyound words
I step down into the deep valley of depression

So unique is my anger
That it lasts only for seconds
or minutes
never beyound an hour or day

My life is changing day by day
I never know
When this anger of mine
Will push me down into the darkness

From where I can never come back again.

Never saw me cry they say
Never saw me feel pain they say

I do cry, I do feel  pain, yet
Iam unseen and unknown

I dont wish to pe praised
I dont wish to be loved

All i wish is to be known
All i wish is to be acknowledged

Friends and family surround me , yet
Fear of faliure taunts me

I rather not fall
I rather not feel fragile

If I do, Iam not supported
If i do, Iam not encouraged

Love for present , Hope for future
Lots I need , but dont have any

Lend me a hand
Lend me a heart

Because my hands are full
Broken is my heart

I have no inner peace
I think to take it for lease
From someone who is at ease
To lend his peace

A life without peace
Is lived to please
And to pacify
Someone and not me

I can get my own peace
Only when i will be able
To peel the packing
Thats covering my outer face

When i have no peace
I become peaky
But now all i want is some peace
So as to get a good night sleep

She searched for answers
When all she could hear
Was questions

Questions that move around
Questions that kept her awake
All night she sat

To find answers
That never exsisted
All she could find was

More questions to ask
Herself and others
But again she was not answered

Doubts accumlated
Trusy broke
Hatered grew

But the little girl lived on
Only to find more questions
Which are still not answered

From 17 to 27
She jumped to find
Emptiness and nothing else

Expectations not met
No comfort
No love

Emptiness grew
To be a big hole
That consumed her whole

Not knowing
Not acknowledging
The little girl lived on and on