Thank God for sadness.
I'd be so lonely without it.-
COMFORT ZONE
i. The unsent text, quietly residing in your drafts. The one you send only in your daydreams.
ii. The smoke, wafting over your half-crippled lungs. The one which you promise to quit tomorrow, just not right away. So you give in to that one last drag, for the forty ninth time.
iii. The silence, created not by the lack of words, but the fear of judgement. The one which is lately your only resort.
iv. The person, who has now started getting the better of you. The one you can't stop going to, every single night.-
"Heavy, incessant rain has flooded every street of Mumbai. There have been reports of massive landslides in Idduki; death toll rising."
The reporter screamed into her wet mic.
Loud shouts and wails heard in the background.
Somewhere, in a luxurious five-star hotel, a woman smirked, covered in soap and sipping her delicious wine.-
You are lonely
not when you have
nobody to love,
but when you have
no dreams to chase.-
I cut my silence and shape them into words.
This game of make believe makes the world think,
I converse with it.
But the truth is only known to him, for he hoards all my words-
Waiting for my bucket
to get full.
Waiting for my words
to overflow.-
Freedom is dangerous only where the leaders serve themselves over their people.
-
I wonder
when you see
the time in your watch
that I'd gifted you,
doesn't it remind you
of the time
that I'd gifted you?-