“you need the rain to become a rose” they said..
but what if I don’t want to be a rose,
maybe I want to be a sunflower
that means I need the sunshine back into my life?
I guess that I need you, my lover, my forever lover,
back into my life.
cause I’ve been a rose for an eternity.
I’m tired of the rain hitting my petals.

puti ng umaga
ningning sa mga mata
may dagat na dinadala.
dilaw na paningin
buwan nakabantay sa'tin
kalaro natin ang dilim.
bughaw ating langit
paglisan mo ang batid
sabay ang wakas at pikit.

w.c

The poet lives two lives.
One on the outside,
And one in their mind.

When you look in their eyes
You could see an abyss.

If you looked long enough
You could sink into it.

But most people don’t see it.

Take the time to read the words, though,
And you would know for sure.

The poet lives in two different worlds.

The emptiness in my eyes,
The truth behind my lies,
The fall before my rise,
And the goodbyes;

It scares me.

The dark beneath my skin,
The light within my sins,
The voice that loudly sings,
And my broken wings;

It scares me.

The wounds I can't heal,
The pain I can't feel,
The loss I can't deal,
And when I am real;

It scares me.

The silence in my little talks,
The stillness in my moonlit walks,
The thought of separate ways,
And my numbered days;

It scares me.

The demons under my bed,
The words spinning in my head,
The blood in my sweat,
And my cold breath;

It scares me.

-Paras Bajaj #PoetrybyParas
Instagram : @mr.parasbajaj

fall in love with someone
who treats your scars
like birthmarks

I told the Genie for my third and final wish, that I wanted my family to be happy.

Then I started fading.