as i stare at the ceiling,
i hear the whirlpool of thoughts,
swirling with heavy winds of cries,
as fast as the fan above rotates in,
the faster my emotions,
dance in my brain,
i see my bed comforting me,
it holds me, my pain and the sorrow
i carry everywhere,
i had only asked for a shoulder to lie on,
but i have a place to rest in,
it holds me, without complaining,
irrespective of the people here,
i lay expressions less,
my tune of thoughts continues to play on,
i don’t want to control them,
i let them unbound to feel the freedom.
I just wrote this very randomly and hence that title.
Your girl has something coming up! Guess what? I’m a part of a s-h-o-w.
It’s not yet a year since I started writing poems. Poetry, writing and this blog changed my life in various ways. I discovered myself more than ever as I started spending most of the time in my own company. I tried out different writing styles and so much in which, one of them was Performing Poems. I participated in an open-mic back in February and that’s how this venture started.
Looking forward to see you all in the event! ❤