Probably today was the day that I was most religiously hard on myself. Congratulations life, I am living proof that I can deal with what ever you throw at my face . Today I sent self sympathy in the eyes of holder a goodbye. Since two days I could barely get enough sleep. Yesterday has…
Month: January 2020
Diffuse Polarity
You are reason they say That I dance alone In the waters of trouble Solo dancer between the rail tracks Of negativity in locked words of thorns Resting on the bed of tounge Shattered by emotions But these memories are a curse In the prints of flashback This glass of trust has crumbled In the…
Sugercoated truth
I can’t articulate my lifeIs this world too good for me?Or am I too good for this worldWhat is this lie?Why am I trying to convince myself? In this unfortunate thresholdTurning up at that lineOn a reapeated desciplineOver again and againIn search of hope I am cold and shamedStripped naked to emotionsIn a crowded juctionAll…
Pick up line
I am a knight in shining tux and leather shoes In this mesery of life Will you rescue me Take my hand my dearest Why do you burn my sole You set my body on fire in ways you can’t imagine Please capture me with your cold graces With thy your tender lips Until our…
Who is the Higher Specimen?
Being a women itself is a battle with the every curve ball thrown at our faces. The way we are emotionally moved and manipulated and the effect of it on our bodies. The way our body becomes force of nature as it hits puberty bar and our innocence is at the peak of end of…
Guarded Emotions
These flowing emotions that I hide threaten my peace of mind and somehow find there way seeping into words on this paper. Written in pain and in a dark place of thought. “I destroyed everything that’s good for me.”I’m stuck in a spiral of clouds that hover all around me; inching close and tightening. Crumbling…
Career Girl
She is a geek A workaholic Doesn’t know how to party they say Shy inovert sort of rare specimen Belonged in the ancient silence of red data libraries Head buried shoulder deep in books Uncontrollable nor can be tamed Her weird ways to a misinterpreted life In these cages which we call skull This curiosity…