It's like you still have the
strength to tell the world you
love them but they're just
not worth the pain anymore.-
Trying to decipher the mess inside my head and seeking t... read more
I choose to rewrite those pages
where I'll put you through a funeral
in my soul to keep myself alive.
- Anushka Kohli
When it will be all dark around,
I won't say you never stood with me
nor will I run away from the night.
In the days of my downpour,
your pyre, I will keep burning.
- Adwitiyaa-
рджрд┐рд▓ рддреЛ рдорд╛рдирд╛ рд╣реА рдирд╣реАрдВ рдерд╛ рдЙрд╕реЗ,
рдзрдбрд╝рдХрди рд╕рдордЭрд╛ рдерд╛ред
рдЗрд╕рд▓рд┐рдП рджрд┐рд▓ рддреЛ рдЯреВрдЯ рдЧрдпрд╛,
рдкрд░ рдзрдбрд╝рдХрди рдЖрдЬ рднреА рдЪрд▓ рд░рд╣реА рд╣реИред-
Yes, I love him a lot!
I don't get lost in those glittery eyes,
but in every moment that I spend with him.
I don't pamper him all the time,
but care for him a lot.
I don't cuddle him at all,
but give him a tight hug right away.
I don't support him everytime,
but always stay by his side, come what may.
I don't hold his hand on chilled winter nights,
but when he can't hold his own emotions.
I don't start crying when I see him hurt,
but give him a hand and run for the first aid box.
I don't want to see him happy,
but make him the happiest with my own efforts.
I want to stay with him throughout, not as his love,
but as his best friend
because he is not my life,
but my life line.
Yes, I love him a lot,
but I am not a lover, just a
Best friend!-
I opened the windows of my soul to
look out for the resplendent world that
I read about in my childhood books.
But all I saw was humans
metamorphosing into beasts.
And beasts seem to disappear all together
as if they are horrified by mankind
and trampled by humanity.
Feigned human civilization
captured sleep from my eyes
as if to heed the negativity and
fallacious humanity that surrounded me.
The goddesses are the most ill treated
and then comes those angels
who have hardly seen the world.
There is so much to see, so much to feel,
just so much to take in.
My inner conscience now feels ached
as if it is seeing those last rays of hope
just slipping away.-
рддреБрдЭрд╕реЗ рдЕрдЪреНрдЫреА рддреЛ рддреЗрд░реА рдпрд╛рджреЗрдВ рд╣реИрдВ,
рдХрдо рд╕реЗ рдХрдо рдореЗрд░реЗ рдХрд░реАрдм рдЖ рдПрдХ
рдореБрд╕реНрдХрд╛рди рддреЛ рджреЗ рдЬрд╛рддреА рд╣реИрдВред-
"She smiled looking at me."
"She was wearing short clothes."
"She was out late at night."
"She used to hang out with boys."
"She used to drink in parties."
Now they had
another excuse ready,
"She was a Muslim."
//Humanity lost
against Devils.-
рдЬрд╛рди рдорд╛рдБрдЧ рд▓реА рд╣реЛрддреА, рд╡реЛ рддреЛ рд╣рд╛рдЬрд╝рд┐рд░ рдереА рд╣реА рддреБрдореНрд╣рд╛рд░реЗ рд▓рд┐рдП
рдкрд░ рддреБрдо рддреЛ рдЬрд╛рддреЗ рдЬрд╛рддреЗ рдЬреАрдиреЗ рдХреА рд╡рдЬрд╣ рд╣реА рд▓реЗ рдЧрдПред-
My neverending journey begun
with the departure of those
who were expected to never leave.
Those words, I gently picked them
by my perturbed, itchy fingers.
The impression of emotions
were painted on the paper with
the mist of ink bearing the pain.
Piecemal syllables started
making sense to me
and a poet was born.
Gradually, my parol feelings
were replaced by pages sculptured
so aesthetically and a soul
so modal now inhabited the world
she always longed for,
where her fancies came true,
where 'she' could come true.-