for ages, I caged her in my heart,
and after ages,
when I realised: I was being caged too,
I’m going to let her go,
to set myself free
and her too,
from now on, she is a free bird;
birds are not meant to be caged,
they are meant to fly,
high up above in the sky
wherever and however they wish to fly,
and this is to her:
bella ciao --
I’m not a writer by blood
Neither a poet by head.
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I won’t undress you
no, it’s not
I don’t want to.. but when you would feel
you are as naked as
You could be
even with your cloths on,
and you are not ashamed
of being yourself
in front of me,
for I could see your bare soul
and the unhealed scars
that has deterred you
from opening up,
my words would then
crawl on to those open wounds
and heal them,
then,
you would be ready —
ready to give and surrender yourself
not with shame but with love and pride
until then, let my words
Undress your soul.-
They said you will never come across
an angel without wings on earth
ha.!
but who knew,
You were hiding away from the world
With your broken wings,
Keeping it all a secret,
Until my lips
Moved you back
to heal the wounded wings
and fill all of the cracks
with love and strength.-
Just like snakes
We should shed our past
Over and over again
To get back to normal
And shine bright-
Distance
is the illusion
We were never away from each other
nor shall we be
Let alone
the world thinks —
We never met
Or are like the twain
that shall never meet,
But you know it and I know it
Distance is an illusion.
Every night
we swim in each-other’s arms
like a baby learning to crawl
on the ground.
For our love is profoundly beautiful.-
Life has many colors
though I lived by
Black & White;
until..
I saw it
through your eyes.-
For long I believed
Loneliness was my only companion
and that
I won’t survive the torment of being
So lonely for too long
but then..
Without any good omen
We met
and you smiled
Your smile, my medication.-
Even my demons dance
in joy,
and with pride they shine
when your lips touch mine,
and when my tongue twists with yours,
This is how I open the gates
of the shrine
for them to cleanse themselves,
and set them free.-
Little did I know
of endless hunger
in-sustainable desire
Unsatisfied craving
Until
Your hand held my hand
Your skin touched my skin
Your lips melted onto my lips
and
then when you left the next morning
as if it never happened,
leaving me under the blanket,
having the scent of yours,
and
me wanting you for more,
I knew,
I’m famished-
The monster inside me is angry
For it has no control over your heart,
What your heart wants
Or to whom it belongs,
And before it destroys things,
I hand him a smoke
And a picture of yours
And now the monster
sits there all alone
in the silence
and
weeps in your absence-