Weight of our words
We carry the cross
Built with unspoken words
Pricking like a poisoned dagger
Drawing no blood, but with pain
Words that are reminders
Words that are reminiscence
Lingering as enemies
Constantly engaging our brains
They weigh enough to sink
They act as invincible
They don’t find our voices
When we need them the most
At times, they stay suppressed
With the feeling that
Our words don’t find rightful companions
And we choose silence
But the silence is never empty
It always carry the regret
Regret that fail to lend us strength
Words resist and become stale
Our words remain heavy
Now matter how many books
We savour as wine each night
Do not lighten the weight
Perhaps that is why
Our novels lie unfinished
The weight of our words
Somehow stays longer on each page-
A wasted life is the one which fails to submit to the soul. My sou... read more
Across the wall
As we lie across a wall
On a night that was mystic
When our bodies couldn’t sleep
Tossed on the narrow plank
Which we call the bed
When hearts leak hidden griefs
When minds carry too many threads
When thoughts overflows
With the weight of connection
And in that quiet night
When sleep finally finds us
And we find out that
The Next morning
Our verses crossed over
Through the cracked wall
Through the centre of
The only spider web
What if our poems
Were always in a dialogue
What if lines from your poems
Talk to lines from my poems
What if they always converse
Despite the silence
Beyond the hidden chambers
Beyond the time and space
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What If I lose you?
What if I lose you
Like I lost myself
To my doubts
To my fears
What if I lose you
The way I lost my skin
When shame couldn’t cover me
When each hair pulled away
Part of my skin every time
What if I lose you
The way I have lost everything
The way I have lost everyone
What if the bond vanished
What if I lose you
the way sky lost its stars
the way sun fades under moonlight
the way salt dissolves in water
Finding someone is also
to risk losing them
Losing you will be to lose myself
So confine me in a golden cage
And If you ever lose me
I know you will find me
For we are bound to collide again
As star dusts
one day-
Physics and Poems
You just introduced me to myself
By introducing yourself to me
Let’s speak of physics and poems
In an inert environment
Or through covalent bonds
Hope the stars you trace
Also guide my research
Hope you uncover questions
Hidden in the answers I write
Today’s findings felt like a bliss
Where Words collided
Where meanings diffused
With feelings scattered
I’m still shivering like a wave
May I conclude through a double slit
Our thoughts co-exist
both as wave and particle
Perhaps we are stars
And gaze into each other’s constellations
You may be the Alpherg of Pisces
And I, the Aldebaran of Taurus
Call it a quantum entanglement
Or simply a mirrored reflection
Either way
I’m Glad to hear
from a mirrored atom here-
Man and his stories
There is a very thin line between reality and fantasy. The only truth is that humans can dream and think of fantasies, while animals cannot. We have created our world with realities and fantasies, and we constantly dwell in it. Whereas other animals only understand reality. In our stories of reality and fantasy, we remain the centre character. This is the biggest curse of being a human being.
Most of the science we know today was considered a joke yesterday. No one believed when someone said the Earth was round, that it went around the sun, or that it was suspended in a vacuum.
When men gave their lives to these fundamental truths, there was a society that believed these men were living in a fantasy world and that these thoughts were part of their imagination.-
Some Scars Stay
Some scars stay
Hidden under the skin
Etched forever, within
Invisible to the world
They surface to surprise
When love demands answers
When life seeks blessings
They bleed once again
The skin may seam healed
But the scar marks lie
Carved into silence
Where pain suffocates
Stand bare before a mirror
Gaze into your own eyes
Then trace the scars you carry
You will realise the truth
The scars run deep
And your pain runs deeper-
Take me under your feet
Take me under your feet
Perhaps there I may find blessings
Blessings to write well
Blessings to live well
The fear that keeps me alive
Is the same that keeps me from loving you
The fear of losing you
Has taught me to love you less
Forgive me
If I could not love you
The way you loved me
There were hanging commas
Pauses that held me back
From reaching you
“Nothing should bother you,”
You may say it loud
But it does
My mind keeps murmuring
Unrest never sleeps
Kill me, if you can
If not, then hide me
Beneath your feet
Where blessings never end-