All of my words

#1 The resilience of our overpowering tides made the evening more musical. And have your stars stopped talking to you ? Maybe their heavens are lost in your blue. #2 So now I dwell under the heavens of a wild pain, An unbreakable roof, of breakable veins Veins that carry all the scenic lies, Flowing … More Untitled

Her possibilities of life will flow with the sea Drowning in the grimy words of a young pirate’s spree In the bizarre lonely night, Longing for a warm sunshine of her own clan’s eyes When the thunderstorm will find it’s solace midst her fears And now is the right time for her to look out … More The Lamp

In the quest of fixing each other we landed up somewhere strange. If this whole wide world is a bandaged nest , then we are the most wounded birds. What if something just pushed us, to its greatest limits For us to find our own limits ? Here, where we are right now is a … More Mid-day blues

Two cities, one rain Two souls, one pain The beautiful minds will fathom out the tale Of drops lost thousand miles away Each drop will be from the heaven of their eyes The universe kept them connected even with those lies Truth of their trail will be unfolded in the end With the paths all … More Rain gone in vain?

Those intricacies, are they there? Right next to our thoughts, dwelling each day? We are factionless, toddling here. There will be days of our cross swords Of our enmeshed utterance Of the agony underneath There will be talks of life and being Each of our expression will be entwined Now that we have laid the … More A room

We’ll run, maybe escape Out of our breathes Finding our landscapes Of togetherness Entering the new dimensions Mapping the corners We’ll dance, maybe cry With a drink in one hand Emotions of barrenness might pry Landing up on a new leaf We will blame the nature With the bounties of love With the beauties which … More Pseudo Love?

“Ma! I can cook. Please let me cook.” Said the 9 year old self proclaimed chef trying to reach the kitchen slab properly. This took her mother to few years back where she was trying to convince her mother. “Ma! I can live on my own. I am an independent woman now, please let me … More Of life and bruises.

Castle, strong and new. Ruins, in the morning dew Grass so fresh It gives me pain For I might be standing voiceless All our nothings will go in vain Breeze through your hair They never move in monotony But why is there so much fear? Those brown eyes breathe, they live in my dreams I … More Castle

  Deal with a life. Truly different from yours. Deal with the air. With its intangibility With its inevitable frangrance. Deal with the birds. They won’t always chirp your jingle. Deal with your longings. Till your eyes turn blurry, don’t let go off your covetousness. Deal with the rain. You might not love the downpour … More Make a deal