[Poetry] Dusty Old Books

My dear dusty old books, I know, we haven't been talking for a while. I know, you have been thinking about me for a while. But you know it, this sorrow of separation is mutual, Unending and immutable.   My dear dusty old books, I know, You have new tales to tell, about life; about past, …

[Prose/Poetry?] “You spark dreamy thoughts”

I had found my happiness halfway between her shy smile and carefree laughter. Hence undoubtedly, her wide grin at the sight of gol gappa was a testimony to my happiness. The festive market that evening seemed brighter than the thousand glowing fairy lights. "Shall we?" - she asked, almost certain that I won't refuse. I indicated …

[Poetry] Words of Love

Words of love, you came too late. Like a tear drop of gentle affection, you rolled down my cheeks. But I am glad you came. This emotion, I fear; I may misname. How we came close, how  our hearts stumbled, inexplicit, yet inevitable. This hazy mystery; Is love, the search for our answers? The certainty …

[Poetry] Idiosyncrasy of a defeated soul

On some nights, the northern star seem to, shine a little dimmer; pretending to fade away. Goals, aims, aspirations grow feeble; Hope seem to faint within this cacophony; feel defeated, dejected.   This spark that demotivates, This spark of distractions, left ignored, may burn down your house of ambitions. This agitation of the mind, fuel …

[Poetry] That Song

A familiar tune, with fragments of life stored within. A slice of youthful romance, or bits of sorrow from the past. Zestful reawakening. A song that would push me , into the depths of emotion. Pull me out of mundane reality. Am I happy? It would ask, the innocence of my heart. The reason for …

[Poetry] “A Summer Sunset”

Like a blob of orange ink, the sun dissolves into the bluish sky. The falling action of a writer's dramatic arc; an epilogue to the long summer day. A sunset to my emotional euphoria, a denouement to life's play. Strands of the plot are now drawing together; untangling the mysteries of my day. "Goodbye"-  with a …

[Poetry] “A flock of flying hippos “

I can see a flock of flying hippos, Painted in the colour of magic. 'hippopotamus' - a word, like a chuckle of an infant. They whistle a melody of calm, and I murmur into their ear a spell of mischief; tickle their mind. They will let me ride on them, fly me to candyland, they …

[Poetry] A Jar of Courage

I put all my screams of fear, inside a jar of courage; and sealed it for, forever. Now there is a strange silence, a comforting void. I unbridged the two shores of fear and emotion; Disconnected. They can't get me now. They can't catch me now. I have escaped the demons of anxiety.  

[Poetry] A Melody of Death

The earth is barren and dry. She is dragging herself to the grave; Pulling her cross, summoning her crucifixion. Wrinkled skin, flesh rotten within; Her bloody heart bulging out of torn flesh; Dry thirsty lips  peeling like flakes of a dry soul. She breathes toxicity of human sins, Drinks black mortal vices, flowing through immortal …

[Poetry] My Dear Smile

My dear smile, I will sing for you a welcome prayer. petals of joy, a melody of homecoming. Everytime you came and went, each  turned into an indelible event. Now that you are back with happiness, Tell me about the things you have seen and gained. love,dream or success ? What did you see?  The sight, …