These Days...

These days,
You are filled with empty thoughts.
The butterflies in your stomach are decapitated.

The only sound you hear
Is the loud thump in your heart.
Blood gushing, fast and hard.

The only thing you see
Is solitude and breaking points.
Fire burning, only blue light.

These days,
You dream of those days.
The joyous moments that was in your life.

The only step you take
Is towards the bareness.
Water gushing, slow and steady.

The only sip you take
Is the tears that dried.
Sleepless nights, darkness awaits.

"Bliss"

Words said, just unheard.
Emotions expressed, just untouched.

She stood in the backdrop
Silently backing out
Fading into the atmosphere.

Feelings shared, just burnt.
Voice emphasised, just cut.

She took a stand
It made her strong
One last push
It made her fall.

Memories fade, just filtered in
No one remains, just soulful "bliss"

Black Sheep

Whispers from the Sanitarium,
"You don't belong here!"

Sanitarium, world, society;
Connected with a thread.
The thread of ideology,
Man-Made.

Whispers from the community,
"You don't belong here!"

Community, race, ethnicity;
Impressions in your head.
Impressions of colours,
Man-Made.

Whispers from your head,
"You don't belong here!"

Head, heart, soul;
Mindful souls are rare.
Mindful black sheep,
Man-Made.

Left Me With A Scar

He said he loved me to death;
It almost killed me.

He said our love was unconditional;
A contract made in heaven.

He said he would never say goodbye,
And left me in this journey alone.

As I broke into his arms,
He aspired to be mine.
But left me with a bed of thorns,
He aspired to move on.

He said he was not worth it,
Yet shined like a star.

He said our love was toxic,
Convenient way to break my heart.

He said he will never forget me;
But left me with a scar.

Inamorata

This abhor body.
Wrapped with disgrace and humiliation.
Created with concepts and thesis.
Violated with lust and lechery.

This fractious emotions.
Wrapped with uncertainty and ignorance.
Created with abstractions and postulations.
Violated with love and temptation.

This monstrous wisdom.
Wrapped with rationality and sincerity.
Created with fidelity and information.
Violated with ego and confidence.

What Wrong Did I Do Now?

All my life, I have been an outcast. I have lived under the culture and guidance of others, without recognising my own terms and conditions. I have conditioned my environment to what people expect of me. Even then, I get criticised and repelled by social norms.

"Live One Day At A Time". That should be your motto, forget your past and think of the present. What if the present is keeping me away from happiness? In this large overcrowded society, I stand alone. By myself. You don't how it feels to be lonely amongst people you care for. You don't know how it feels to be uncared for. You just don't know.

I'm overthinking. It apparently is my fault! I cannot keep up with these technological differences because of my ideologies. I don't believe in what they do, I don't fancy what they do. It is a nocturnal process; satisfying other people with all our energy and resources. Although, the minute they are fulfilled your offerings, they find someone new.

Regardless your passion and attention, "human" forget humanity. Overstating your interest and mirroring them to the society doesn't identify me. No! But I need to do it. It's not the "attention" I'm seeking for. Its the love. Its the life.

Every step, every word and every second. I do people wrong. If you don't mind me asking, what wrong did I do now?

Trembling Lives

Trembling hands,
She held on to him one last time.
She felt every last breath he took.

Trembling sense,
He saw her world tumble down.
He had promised to keep her vow.

Trembling dreams,
They lied side by side.
He had a ring.
She buried it under her death bed.

All She Ever Wanted

Lockdown under the guard if their system.
"Chocked and yet blessed"
That's how she convinced herself;
Day & Night. Dawn & Twilight.

Comparison, through the skin of men.
"If only true beauty prevailed"
That's how she got through the day;
Thick & Thin. Cold & Solid.

Sick of being poisoned, by the regulations.
"It's only to make you better"
That's how she went to bed;
Forever & Ever. Ever & Ever.

Tears In The Desert

Solitude inevitable by death,
Dragging conscious of life.
Through she sat, waiting;
Oh! The provocative shout!

Lying closely, nearing the end.
All she needed was; time out.
Bearing the fruit of her emptiness,
Cries prevailed the starlight.

Shutting out from the world,
She needed to set her life straight.
All the dangerous specimen,
Never really her mistake.

Insecurities poisoned,
Snuggled in with delight.
Holding on to the peace, she needed.
Tears in the desert, alas!

Demoiselle In Distress

Her personality is covered,
Only an outspoken vertebrate.
Her sorrows are hidden,
Behind the smile on her face.

She is misjudged,
Due to words unsaid.
She is distraught,
By the action of her fate.

Silence masking arrogance,
Friendly masking flirt,
She can't keep her buttons up,
Unless she has some shame.

Actions mistaken for words,
The ones which are never said.
Support is all that she needed,
The Demoiselle in distress.

Estranged Feelings

The days are getting longer, darker and unbearable.
Please, let me out.

Spider webbed by emotions,
Conclusions not made.
Covered by a notion,
Of a spooky address.

Clouded by numbness;
Estranged by feelings.
Guts, Love, Innocence,
All out of place.

Light-sourced man,
A respected beloved.
Shattered like glass,
Such a mess.

Bounded by darkness,
Snake-bitten dreams,
All we need is a;
Soulful rest.

The days are getting longer, darker and unbearable.

Please, let me out. 

Mystery Man [Series, Volume 2]

She shut the world with her eyes,
Tears streaming down her face.
Flinching under the sunlight,
A tale she would never tell.

Reflection in the mirror,
Obstruction in her path.
There, he crossed again,
What was this worth?

A dark knight pride,
A rose of a heart.
He seemed so distant
Yet resided in her mind.

The rouged eyes set upon her,
Had a thousand words unsaid.
He loved her dearly,
But the words unheard till death.

She shut the world with her eyes,
The voice of love had no sense,
Except when she looked him in the eye.
Except when he was by her side.

Blood Of The Diseased

I had to convince myself,
Convincing, for a thousand years.
"I'm not discarded, I'm loved",
I told myself.

The walls seemed to laugh,
"You're useless",
They yelled back.
Useless.

I needed a shelter,
Shelter of love,
The shelter of strength.
Just a shelter.

Nothing held me back,
But myself.
They say I'm sensitive,
But, what do they know?

The blood that runs in my veins,
They are made of snow.
The blood that runs within me,
It's diseased.

No one can fix them,
No one can withstand them,
No one can fix them,
Not even me.

Complication & Innocence

Complication peaked through
Like the ray of Sun.
Hiding beneath the shades,
A soul of Innocence.

Shining upon the light,
An aggressive Black star.
Awaiting to grab with its forearm,
Outshining the Gold.

Laid out, a fine line
Between Black and white.
Strategically phasing Innocence,
Tearing it apart.

Pouring in whiskey on the burns,
Bruised, lying flat on the ground.
Complication peaked through
Like the ray of Sun.

Ruins Of The Demon

Locked the door, thousand years ago.
Scars and shadow all over the floor.
Blood of  dispute,
Sins of Love.

Sentiments run, only in drains.
Nothing seemed lively anymore.
Notes of hatred,
Songs of the demon.

Window shut, gloomy sighs.
Behind every smile, a flick of despair.
Words of the Satin,
Eyes of an Angel.

Destiny's Game

He sat there alone,
Realizing the realms of life.
Where had he gone wrong?
He lost the love of his life.

Maybe it was time to let her go,
Set her free; move on.
The only memories he kept,
Were the good ones.

He needed a new distraction,
Maybe a new girl?
Wait, was this more than love?
Maybe even addiction.

There was nothing in this world,
Nothing that ran in his veins,
But her memories.
There was something mesmerizing about her.

She could have been perfect.
They could have been perfect!
But why didn't it work out?
Destiny did not play a fair game.

Mystery Man [Series, Volume 1]

He stood there, still.
So perfect, and beautiful. He stood there, still.

The tall dark winding trees;

Their branches reach,

To the midnight bloom.

So very dead and ancient,

It seemed, incomparable.

His muscular back,

With not a sight of slack.

So tender yet stiff and firm.

He looked disappointed.

Or is he ill?

Black cloak, flowing

Just like my thoughts.

His golden hair glowing,

Unusually blocked.

“Where am I”, I thought.

I knew him, inside out.

I tried to reach, but

He was too far out.

I could sense his presence,

But why was he avoiding me?

He stood there, still.

So perfect, and beautiful.

Letting Go.

All the bonds are broken.
 "No more dwelling in the past",
I convinced myself.
It's time to shut that door.

I don't know what awaits me;
 on the other side.
The side which is unknown.
What does it behold?

Taking one step,
Just one, at a time.
I just want to hold up.
No more pain.

Memories are scarred,
Hearts shattered.
Hopes built;
Yet broken.

Relations mimicked,
Attachements deceived.
No more holding on,
Nothing left, but to move on.

A new chapter,
A new beginning.
Memories just bitter;
Only lies were sweet.

I am letting go;
Of everything I built.
They were just wild emotions.
It's letting go, of me.

I Am All Alone

The fast moving tracks,

The mind bogling wrecks.

The spike down my spine,

The lie that unwines.

All I am surrounded with is bright light.

I am blind.

This light, this glamour, this fame.

It blinds me.

This love, this pain.

It blinds me, again.

Where is this place;

Where I can be alone?

Where is the shade,

Where I feel at home?

These pretty disguise.

I am blind.

All the city lights.

It blinds me.

This fame, this game.

It blinds me again.

All I need is a true friend.

The thing that holds me,

A genuine hand.

I want peace, I want calm.

I am stranded in this island,

Where I can call none, my own.

I am surrounded by sharks,

There is no place like home.

I am all alone.

He will be the one.

He will be waiting for me, in open arms.

He will accept me for who I am.

He will love me and adore me for me.

He will never let me down.

He will guide me, when I am down the wrong lane.

He will hold me when I am down.

He will kiss me when I give up on life.

He will never let me down.

He will make me love myself.

He will make me laugh until my jaw breaks.

He will be the only one that can hurt me.

He will tell me how beautiful I am.

He will love the beauty inside of me.

He will never lie to me.

He will never let me down.

He will be my one and only.

He will be the one.