Eternal Monk(ey)   (Eternal Monk(ey))
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15 OCT AT 3:52

In some cases,
healing can last a lifetime

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1 OCT AT 11:55

If the lose mattered to each other
In equal proportions
Only then it was TRUE LOVE

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19 SEP AT 6:56

To all that I’m afraid off
You would say YES
Let’s do it.

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18 SEP AT 0:39

Lost Words

How much I can hide from you
Till when can I avoid eye contact
How far can I run from you
I understand there is no use

I have learnt
The more I run from you
The more I run from myself
The more stranger
I become to myself

I show up to be normal
But my thoughts and my soul know
I have no escape
I’m already in the witness stand
My court and judge is just me

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18 SEP AT 0:23

Less than a philanderer

_Confession of a 60 year old poet_

My interest in girls is congenital,
I sometimes wonder,
if it's a pathological condition.
I often compare myself with
the rapist From the newspaper,
I read the previous day.

When I am with them,
My words are convincing and artistic,
As if, I am a poet.
But I was never a consummate liar, Or seduced them to get laid.

From the last six decades,
I feel this habit is incorrigible.
I feel like one inveterate lover. Somewhere in the back of my mind,
I feel it's an egregious habit.

When I look back,
I must admit those glib conversations,
With those lovely girls and women, Have become part of my poems.
Yes, I have been little less than a Philanderer.

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15 SEP AT 8:25

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

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15 SEP AT 6:06

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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15 SEP AT 5:31

My last piece always inspire my next piece

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15 SEP AT 1:48

A known devil is better than an unknown God

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14 SEP AT 23:55

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

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