Broken Portraits

Photo by Eric Park on Unsplash My eyes have fallen sore and from having rivers flow from them,My vision is blurred from the spinning tenebrous,Maybe it’s only when I’m hazy that I see clearly,Because every time I hold on to something which seems to be real,It shatters and shows its true colors,And my sanity breaks. …

Her Eyes Never Failed To Fool

Photo by Jake Charles on Unsplash Oh, babe, I know how much you loved to play hide and seek where you stole my heart and everything I could call mine.And you always made me the seeker, dooming me to find myself in your vague reflection and you, the hider - never revealing your true self …

The Business of Broken Worth

She sighs, Her eyes are sunken into dreams she has forgotten to see, But her face is luminous and her hair shines With the light she lost within herself. She drags her feet because her wings are broken, To that place where her worth is stolen, Where her tempting appearance and fake smile, Gives away …

A Land of The Unknown (Part 3)

Photo Credits - Shutterstock Up ahead I see a flight of stairs,Made of sparkling fluid and translucent air,I take one step and lose my balance but I'm fine,Walking on water was way ahead of our time! Up and up I step and stroll,Nobody knows what the end shall behold,I have now entered a void, there …

A Land of The Unknown (Part 2)

Photo Credits - PBase.com I now roam astray in a moonlit field,Wondering who was my shield,Then I see sunflowers, they sing and sway,They blow my worries away. The scene has taken a bright contrast,An enchanting spell has been cast,The night isn’t as terrifying as it was before,It doesn’t seem to be so silent anymore. Stuck …

A Land of The Unknown (Part 1)

Photo Credits - Pinterest (Narrative) I stumble up and peer around,The silence doesn’t make a sound,I shout and scream and screech,But nothing is within my reach, I take a step and try to find,Some vague face of humankind,But when I see this fractured scenery,I know the silence is my only company.  My bare feet shuffle …

Even The Healthy Are Sick

It’s 6:30 in the evening and I am sitting here, in dire lack of inspiration, just trying to write something, anything, even nothing would be satisfying now in these times. It’s terrifying, how an incurable (as of now) virus has shipwrecked every soul breathing. Though I am grateful that all my friends, my family, and …

Inspiration

I wove inspiration from scraped clothes, Tattered pieces speak enough woe, The heart mumbled words, Which banged against my soul, But never came up to my throat. When novels run out of unturned pages, When poems run out of mystical metaphors, And when life is a series of unspoken words and spoken silences, She emerges, …

When The Heavens Whispered

It rained, The pink of the flowers melted into a mystical mauve of matte, As the skies spilled their tales into a cascade of condensated love, The soil gained a unique freshness and sprayed the air with the calmness of a mended soul, And the edges of the leaves curved concave, As the nectar of …

The Rhapsody of The Blues

An archaic tune playes over the dusty radio,Reminds me of a dwindling duet I almost forgot a second back,Every cosmic binder of the universe,Wants me to never forget the rhapsody of our love. Our rhapsody was melodious,The tune was full of life,And the lyrics of this rhapsody,Were the loving letters I wrote you. This rhapsody …