Eloquent Feelings

A titillating anxiety, A sweet pain, Few skipped heart beats, Fresh like first rain. Stealing glimpses, Following her; Exchange of glances, In the corridor. I grew old, Feel is still young. Such is the spell of, The first love.

An ocean of darkness, And, a mind that overthinks; Drowning in my own self, While nobody sees. Don't tell me it's in my mind; Show me how to deal. I know, soon, I will rise, But today, help me heal! Cuts and suicidal tendencies, Growing demons in me. So burdened by these, Only if death makes me free! A tinge of hope, a pinch of faith, Is all I'm surviving upon. Giving up, giving in, Fighting for better tomorrow.

"Ever felt a cool soothing breeze walking down the pavement? He is that soothing breeze to me. I need him like the fields need rain after drought. When he looks at me, I feel my heart beating; I live when I'm with him, rest of the time I wait to live. I'm not saying I love him. But, I want to drown in the depths inside him, he is a mystery I want to solve, I want to feel his soul and I want to love all the imperfections that makes him so perfect. I can't get him out of my mind even for a second. It's like a never ending hangover." I gasped trying to explain how I feel. "That, my friend, is love." Sahana reverted, picking her coffee mug from the desk and started sipping coffee. She eyed me from behind the coffee mug while sipping, I knew she was waiting to notice any sign of abnormal behaviour of mine to prove her point. That's it. I couldn't take it any longer, I told her firmly,"Oh! Please! I don't love him. It's different...

Theme- Inspiration to write Highs and lows, Lost and found, Fast and slow, People who come and go; Everything and everyone, Who has been a part of my life, Pale, dull, ebullient or fun Is the inspiration to write. Theme- spilled ink/ink/ ink and white sheets Drowning alone in myself, Sinking to bits and pieces; Bleeding feelings on white pages, Ink blurred with tears' traces. Theme- Memories Promises broken Words unspoken Swiftly you left Like we never met Years have passed by, But, memories still destroy. Theme- Night/ stars/ moon/ dark What if stars are nothing, But scars on the sky? Glowing and illuminating, Lessons learned from life. Theme- For someone A laugh or a cry, Far away or nearby, Whatever moment we share Pain or bliss, I don't care. As long as I live, You will be cherished. Theme- Solitude Amidst city life, Breathing in solitude. Deep inside succumbing self, Healing the wounds. Random verses penned down instantly on the ...

Under the starlit sky- Fingers locked, legs entwined; Nothing between us but empty sheets, Your hand running down my soul so deep. Silence filled with our whispers of love, Drowned in your eyes, far away from world. Can't you see yourself in my eyes? Your love is the fire, I the ice; Melting in your arms, slowly, There's nothing left in me of me. Every inch of me is for you to love, For you to crush, for you to drug. Intoxicated, overdosed, stupefied, I am yours, you're mine. You are the truth and forever a lie, So, here today I wish to die. Tomorrow, we will be a dream; Like a mild hangover, this will be a realm. Though promises were never made; You will live in me till my soul fades. If our paths cross somewhere, I promise my love will still be there.

when I die, I need no praises Nobody did when I was alive. They who killed me long back Shall not shed tears and fake cries. When I die, Tell them death's what I deserved, How evil I was. My right was always wrong. Amidst you all, I never belonged. When I die, Tell them I wanted to be a boy I dreamt of flying high. I was cursed for I didn't compromise And, that's how I died. When I die, All those who faked on my face And on my back they betrayed Can come to witness their victory Claim my body as their trophy When I die, I wish no other girl is born No girl is showed equal rights And when claimed, denied. No girl must dream high When I die, I wish the world changes People are born with single faces Girls are allowed to have aspirations And, freedom is more than an expression.

I still wonder where did I go wrong. Was it her being perfect that makes me so wrong or my anomalous dreams. When did dreaming different became silent crime? I regret for dreaming what I was shown is possible; I regret that I believed things to be true that are not. I am guilty and I am impliedly sentenced to a lifetime imprisonment in my own flesh. I murder my dreams daily but they feed on me and get alive again, daily. Every time I kill it, a part of me is eroded. They don't die, but, I do; daily. How can I be the one at fault by default? I look back and find no mistakes that verdict me as evil but I have been to them the evil one. So, when did I go wrong? May be, it is because I have been the anomaly. I see things differently and I apologize for that. But, my perception is what you showed to me was just, why am I being punished by you? She is perfect, I'm not; that makes me wrong? Years after years, I wasted time being like the perfect one. But, I apologize for I am born d...

Labyrinth with no exit, bright entrance Twists and turns and then lights fades. Too few people, too many faces Brightness long gone, darkness prevails Illusional lies delusional lies One who lies survives Truth has colors here- black and white Black unveiled, white in light Care and love are termed and conditioned People breathe, souls are assassinated Love long gone, cold winter all around Beasts and demons,here, are all so proud. Inch by inch, silently, Part by part, slowly Black is developing and engulfing Running away, but my soul is weakening. Blood runs cold, battle lost In me a demon lives, soul frost.

Fear is man's greatest enemy of all times. Not that the brave do not fear a thing but they tame it. Fear, like all other emotion is inevitable but not invincible. It can be defeated and conquered! But, if not tamed, fear will tame you and that's what precedes cascading failures in life. It is precarious for life. Imagine the spider which tried and tried and tried to mount a wall inspite of falling again and again; had it been a pusillanimous creature, we would not have had learnt the lesson of 'try, try and try again'. If it had given up then, we would have never known its story. The MountainDew ad rightly says that 'darr sabko lagta hai' and it very well shows the essence of facing it. You never know what lies on the other side of the wall of fear. Obviously I do not endorse drinking of a particular drink to tame fear but I insist everyone never to give up due to fear. Fear comes basically from two things- changing what exists since long, and, the other come...

One more night of survival ends here. I just survived a day of hopelessness and I truly feel like congratulating myself. This is how 'growing up' turns out to be at one point of time, I suppose. Days turn to nights and nights to days, people and time change too but the constant feeling of "where am I going?" never changes. I long to see what's in store for tommorrow and all I carry inside me is the people who have become blurred but memorable lessons. We tend to adapt to the kind of feeling a person makes us feel and that feel runs through the blood like a magical drug and when it disappears after sometime, like every other thing does, we get insane. We have dreams and we work hard but suddenly we realise that hard work is not the only key to success, and, the toughest lesson of life is the acceptance of the fact that life is unfair, most of the times. Then, there is another lesson of learning the art of letting people go. This is the period when I forget that ...