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Praggya Joshi Jun 2018
Your scorched skin
And burnt fingers
Won't heal
With any medication
Over the counter drugs
Or elixirs
It will continue to hurt
As long as the cauldron
of boiling self hate
Inside you
Keeps searing your bones
As long as you let
your insecurities and regrets
Devour you like a devil
As long as you keep viewing your flaws
With a magnifying glass
Relentlessly condemn your every action
That couldn't win their approval
With marked ruthlessness
A gross feeling of inadequacy
Will spread inside you like an epidemic
The day you are able
To convince yourself
That you are more than enough
Worthy of infinite love
And profound affection
Let those unattainable standards
you've set for yourself
Crumble like a piece of dried earth
View your vulnerabilities
As assets instead of liabilities
That day you will heal
Completely and miraculously
Without any aggressive intervention
It would take time
Definitely
But better things never happen
In the spur of a moment
Although it is easier said than done
But believe me
It'll set you free
From the aches and pains
That you think
You're doomed to suffer
But were never meant for you to feel
In the first place
Praggya Joshi Jun 2018
Let's try something different today
Let's laugh with our demons
Instead of sulking and crying
when they slither out of our minds tonight
Perhaps it would scare them away
And make us fall asleep in time
Let's greet the sunlit morning
With a smile instead of a frown
And hope that the day would bring
Heaps of joys
Rather than reasons for us
To worry about
Let's paint the dreary world around us
With vibrant colors
Of kindness and compassion
Save our karmic demise
And rejoice when we see their eyes
Widen with a pleasant surprise
Let us try to trust ourselves tonight
Let go of our fears and doubts
Drain every ounce of hate
Out of our veins
Forget about our flaws and faults
Under a star speckled sky
Let's try
To fall in love with ourselves
Without any rhyme or reason
Without hesitating for a moment
For the rest of our lives
Praggya Joshi Jun 2018
You made me realize
That my laugh
Couldn't hide
the pain inside
You gave me your shoulder
To cry
Rather than
to feign a smile
As you held my hands
And wiped away
the tears from my eyes
My lips stretched
In a genuine smile
For the first
and the longest time
With you
I laughed
But never cried
Praggya Joshi Jun 2018
The best mistake I made
Was believing
as a child
In the idyllic world
Of pixie dust strewn fairy tales
Laughing at the prospect
Of a strange world
Where happiness
Wasn't always there to stay
Where the triumph of good over evil
Didn't necessarily happened
Where those who professed
To love you dearly
Didn't always turned distant
Where sleeping beauties
Didn't always woke up
Where the shining sun
Didn't always warmed your frostbitten skin
Where a beating heart
Wasn't always a sign of life
Where being older
Didn't always meant
Being stronger
Where bruised knees and scarred wrists
Weren't always a consequence
of slipping on the stairs
Or tripping on the sidewalk
I happily believed
In a world
Which I realized
When I grew up
Could only exist
In the realms
Of my heartfelt dreams
But could never be real
Praggya Joshi Jun 2018
Will you catch me
when I fall
Like a dried autumn leaf
Will you soothe me like a mellow breeze
when I burn
Like searing hot bricks
Will you color my pallid skies
When my vision is blurred
with leaden gray clouds
Will you shine like the crepescular light
When my thoughts drown
In the dark horizon
Filled with melancholic void
Will you try to be the reason
That would curl my lips in a smile
Whenever I struggle
To see through misty eyes
Praggya Joshi Jun 2018
Joy
This fast paced life
Makes us overlook it's small joys
Not one but many times
Sometimes the tiniest of things
Or a few fleeting moments
Like a daintily blooming flower
Or a child's spotless innocence
If mindfully observed
Can be the sole reason
Behind a soft smile
Gracing a pair of puckered lips
A subtle reminder
That life may seem ugly at times
Nevertheless
It is beautiful
Praggya Joshi Jun 2018
Even the most delectable elixir
Cannot wash this dismal taste
Of a profound yet nameless yearning
That appears to have immobilized
Every flavorful sensation in my mouth
Even the most euphoric scent
Seems to drown
in this overwhelmingly pungent smell
Of a wistful nostalgia
That appears to have sedated
The stimulus of every other olfactory receptors
In my brain
Even the most resplendent
Scintillating and ineffably radiant dawn
Fails to diminish the melancholic darkness
Which perpetually shrouds my heart
Late night musings
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