so the next time

so the next time when love knocks your door,say that you lost its keys long, long agoand you are searching, still searching,whisper word by word in love’s ears, because she’s partially deaf. ask her to wait with little patienceandinitiate a conversation,ask why she comes, gives and goes,ask why her life expectancy is short, so short,ask […]

Somedays, sometimes.

someday words flow like a river, somedays i relearn alphabets to string verses somedays i close my eyes and re-visit memories, and write involuntarily. somedays i feel like living, somedays i feel like thriving, somedays i don’t feel the existence, i look at the mirror and wonder about, how the acne marks heal slowly, like […]

Destiny

We met, we kissed, we hugged, we shared love, I called you home, your arms were my safest haven that I like to hold on to, your chest were the soil I would deeply sow myself in, our home is barren without love, without your forehead kisses, this is not a home anymore, a room […]

19

A birthday post in WordPress has become an every year ritual.This year has been a rollercoaster of emotions. The first six months of 18 weren’t great, I made changes in my lifestyle, I made changes in the relationship I shared with people because that was very much necessary for my mental wellness, I made changes […]

Ft.Scars to your beautiful

//oh, she don’t see, the light that’s shiningdeeper than the eyes can find itmaybe we have made her blindso she tries to cover up her painand cut her woes away’cause covergirls don’t cryafter their face is made// as the world demeans tears, fearsthe true visions, emotions of onewanes like a moon, never growing back,faces are […]

Wish and wishes

Gazing at the sky which is sombre and starless, we wish for the moon to appear from the shadow of clouds, we wish for a rainbow to brighten the sky after every rain, we wish to forget the past and live the present, but somewhere our mind is caught up with regrets and ruminations.We wish […]

Art

in the life that is blank, bleak, deficit of rain of love and care,she found her asylum in art,and hid;amidst abstracts and acrylic,in between strokes and sketches,charcoal and crayonsher haven, the canvas, an oasis. I believe in Art Therapy. I’m not exceptional in sketching or painting, I still draw Zentangle patterns, Mandalas and make very […]

Beg #6WSP

Begged god to stop the violence. In response to Shweta’s Six word story prompt – Beg. Also, this is my 100th post. That’s big accomplishment from my side and a bigger thanks for sticking around by reading and sharing your views.