Used to
I stare blankly on people’s faces Everything now is alien to me I see hallow words written and saidUsed to think I’m good at those I eat lasagna and I cry insideWhat a stupid way of eating such…
WHAT AM I TO YOU
Can’t we not be like the old times? Am I that easy to forget? Might there be a sliver of chance? Isn’t it time you address this? Longing for you – are youLonging for me too? End my confusionWith your…
Memory box
I have a box full of memories of you Memories that kept me sane in a world full of insane It brought me happiness and it makes me better In times of sadness and in times of despair Memories of…
Invisible
A glance is a stolen moment you’ve never known I snatched from you is like a flying kiss you always miss to catch. And messages which are kept in drafts are like unsent gift – still return to sender. My…
Unfound in between
Tell me why are you staying like the sun could not leave the universe. You should have gone and dated another woman. Like a bee which wanders off, and sucks the nectars of each flower. Why are you here so…
Soulmates
Do soulmates come in a form of a hand? That there is right and there’s left? So when one is cold the other will hold? Do soulmates come in a shape of slippers? It’s always in pairs? When one is…
Like I Love You
I love you, like how I love books. I love you, like how I love to just sit and sip my coffee. I love you, like how I love to read. I love you, like how I love my friends.…
Lost
Can we get out of this maze our hearts are intertwined into? Lost in the reverie of you. I don’t know what’s in you that makes me reach out for more. I am lost in these myriads of faces. Something in…
Dead Stars
Are stars really our dead loved ones? ***** Perhaps, the galaxy is a crowded locus of love and heartbreak. It was the site of tears and oblivion — of every core who twinkles because of faded hue about the past. I…
You
It is creeping in like a shadow in the night The words I wanted to say remains like a still moonlight. Why do I feel heaviness inside of me? Why do I feel like I am going to burst like…
Perfect Angle
If life is a cartesian coordinate plane, in which quadrant would we probably meet? Are we parallel, coinciding or intersecting? And if you are a line which role are you playing on the plane? Are you a tangent line which…
Ugly v. 1
Is there a makeover for an attitude? Would a foundation hide a freckle called crab mentality? Or would even lipstick surmount tactlessness? Could liposuction get what ails a behavior? Could Belo transform a beast into an angel? . . .…