Don’t tell me.. (Incomplete)

You might see me as an injured person from afar. You might get worried because of the blood and the bandages everywhere. But Do not ask me to open my bandages just because you are a little curious to what is inside. Trust me when I tell you that your curiosity will end in a… Continue reading Don’t tell me.. (Incomplete)

when I’m gone

About Two days later, at the crack of dawn Shortly after the time you find that I’m gone And you sit there gathering your thoughts and senses As the water on the window pane slowly condenses And you finally realise that i will not come again Don’t let your thoughts wander, don’t let your eyes… Continue reading when I’m gone

Cheers

Cheers for a day of sadness, that felt forever lain beside you; Cheers for the gloomy evenings, that worked so hard to divide you. Cheers for the muddled smile on faces, that forced you to look inside; Cheers for times you felt so desperate, that your feelings you couldn’t hide. Cheers for all all the… Continue reading Cheers

When she cried

I could see – lines running through her cheeks. Those places where her makeup had worn off And salty waters had absorbed the whitish powder. Her face was blunt; Her nose dripping, as she slowly wiped the extra liquid off with her finger, making that light sniffing sound sad people make. Her eyes were red;… Continue reading When she cried

Let him go!

Let him go my dear; he’s not worth your time. He treats you worse than he treats his wine. Let him go my dear; I can say from your scars – that he takes pleasuring himself way too far. Let him go my dear; you’ve shed too many tears. You claim to be in love,… Continue reading Let him go!

My Love

My love, you see, if you were not occupied There would be no reason for my love to hide Although my love for you seems to be crystal clear The present circumstances do not favor us, I fear And everyday we talk to each other with a friendly face And everyday I’m dying to disappear… Continue reading My Love

A bloody river

A deep canyon Made almost unpenetrable By the dense shrubberies That surround the cliffs Every month there’d appear A lady waiting to be loved Incomplete in herself; alone In the canyon below. And every month she would build a house And then she would wait Until she could wait no more She’d then destroy the… Continue reading A bloody river

The Violinist

As he laid his head on her cold shoulder She ran her finger tips across his neck. She searched for a pulse, as he grew colder And waited – until he was no longer awake. She then took out her lean long blade And ran it slowly over his apple’s end; A loud shriek, which slowly,… Continue reading The Violinist