I woke up to the playful capering Of beady raindrops on my window Breaking from slumber felt great With rain pushing the pain into limbo I dressed my body with care And fed my soul with coffee The day shone like a pearl And I listened to my favorite poetry But when have things been... Continue Reading →
A crazy poem #OctPoWriMo 2018 day 27
Sometimes words want to talk And knit into a senseless poem Shoving all the rules Out of the window Today is that day And this is a crazy poem As unhinged As a bird wildy pecking On the window glass As dilussioned As a raindrop Sailing on the surface Of mighty ocean As stupid as... Continue Reading →
Appointment #OctPoWriMo 2018 Day 16
I absently flipped The pages of glossy magazines All I could see were blurred shapes Scattered zig zag lines My eyes lost ability to identify And my memory ditched me My spine stiffened Skin dampened with cold sweat I felt like a tornado hit that empty waiting room And my all senses broke lose I... Continue Reading →
Cold #OctPoWriMo Day-9
My morning coffee sits by me Hopelessly staring with cold eyes It’s another lazy morning Another half empty cup of coffee That I refuse to warm up There are tons of unread unseen messages Of people who I thought I loved People who claimed that loved me But all in vain The heat of coffee... Continue Reading →
Actors #OctPoWriMo Day-8
Your voice Ran through my chest Like a straight spear So flat So sharp Like a broken anchor Sinking into bottomless ocean Tearing through layers Of sanity and insanity Of trust and deceit Blending the barriers Between love and hate Comfort and confusion Once again Inflicting excruciating sting That barely went to nap Few moments... Continue Reading →
Pelting Rain #OctPoWriMo 2018 – Day 7
Sky pelts me With one of those rains That showers heavy raindrops Heavy enough to bruise you It pelts me Stoning me For my sins That I might have never committed Or I was too afraid to commit Or maybe They were just mistakes Maybe not even mistakes Maybe it was nothing But only to... Continue Reading →
That time of year.. #OctPoWriMo 2018 Day-3
The door has eyes set on the street As if it still prays for you to return The windows have donned blankets of dust And home feels like a prison The roses you raised so lovingly Have dried crumbled and fallen apart That eagle smashed her nest Sparrows migrated with a solemn heart Your home... Continue Reading →
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