Do I hit Publish? I wonder... No, I wouldn't want you to read it Or you. And you. I close the tab. A argument ensues In all corners of my head. More people will read And comment, maybe like If I publish. But I hesitate I dread that day When I meet you or you … Continue reading To Publish or not to Publish
Restless This mind of mine Flittering and fluttering Between ideas, and memories Neither here, neither there. Like my timeline On that dreaded site An endless compilation of unrelated stories Never empty, never bare. So much activity Noises, images, Pointless debates. How do I calm down A hyperactive brain? If only there was a deactivate or … Continue reading Something on my Mind
I belong nowhere. Everywhere I go, I misfit. Is there a group for misfits? If I fit there, am I still a misfit? Are all misfits, misfit? If they all fit Aren't they no longer Misfit?
Do you remember that dream That woke you up in the middle of the night? Sweating profusely Jolted out of sleep You sat up straight Scared, panting. Do you remember that nightmare From the wee hours of the morning? Do you remember it all? The story behind it That had you kicking your feet Into … Continue reading Aftertaste
The more you say it The more you believe Thinner the line is Between the truth And a lie. And soon If you persist The truth will be just a lie. And your story False though it is Will be the truth. All this if you believe In an illusion. The power of the mind … Continue reading If you believe
I glance outside The window As my train halts For a signal. I see a painting Right there On my regular route To school. A perfect painting Trees, hills A setting sun Clouds and the horizon. The complete landscape Right there All that was missing Was a canvas and paint Some paintbrushes. And a person … Continue reading Through a dirty window
I missFamiliarityin my surroundingsThe feeling of knowing it allthe comfort zonethe known sights, peoplethe smell - fresh.I miss the familiarityof it all.I miss home.
Human Memory A funny thing how does it work things out? All the data that flows inside How does it go about? What stays in and what flows out Who is the one who decides? A lovely thing I read last night Why is it elusive now? What I like And what I don't Have … Continue reading I can’t seem to remember…
Sodium Yellow Tired and flickering The lamp above Lit an empty street. Weak Simile A rose you said I reminded you of But were you thinking of the thorns?
This poem was written as part of a writing challenge based on a prompt. They gather in blackIn plentyYour burial, soon.I stand besides a wooden boxWhere you lieExpressionless,Void of emotions,Stiff, just like meBut I breatheAnd you refuse to.You have left me aloneOn this planet with its evilsHow dare you?They murmur condolencesThat I fail to graspI clutch … Continue reading YOU LEFT TOO SOON