mirror

the mirror deceives. this face is not mine. Powered by ScribeFire.

darkness

how do you deal with self loathing?what do you do when the darkness starts surrounding you from all sides and it is a darkness of your own choice and yet you are scared of it? Powered by ScribeFire.

rain!

4 30 in the evening of the next day..it is not yet 24 hours..nothing has changed..i am working now..going out to the world..the rain has still not come..i doubt it will.. Powered by ScribeFire.

lost

i take bath in freezing cold water at 4 in the morning.i want to forget u.the wound is too new.it will take some time.why do i feel the cold? Powered by ScribeFire.

the lost world-reprised (or why does this always happen?)

pictures are gloomy,and even the sun is hiding now,the world is changing.. plastic smiles and fake pleasures,smoky countenances of a hidden sadness,the loss of innocence dredged up,floating like scum on the surface of life,the acrid stench of failure,an experiment gone terribly wrong,a stillborn foetus,a patient dead on the operating table,hope cut off in midbreath,a loss [...]

by this time tomorrow

thats it.i have had enough of the pressure.by this time tomorrow,life will have changed.come what may. Powered by ScribeFire.

coming to terms with life

it is not taking the decision which is the problem.there never were any two ways about it,there is only thing to do which is correct.it is implementing the decision which is going to be the problem..i am scared of causing so much heartburn to my loved ones..whatever it pans out,life is not going to be [...]

the constant exile

sometimes,i get frustrated, being a mere observer, sitting on the highway, watching life pass me by, plastic people, with plastic smiles molded on their faces, elaborate ruses built to hide simple truths, sometimes overcome me. and so,i stay an outsider, part of this world,and yet away, the constant exile, i observe a sardonic,mocking God, moving [...]

rains in january

i have been running away from myself, since evening,hiding alone, and hiding my loneliness, thinking,bewildered,slightly scared, quietly locked inside my room, like a child scolded without fault, formulating and dissecting some unfamiliar questions, looking out of the window, on to the half expanse of the sky, which looks back at me,and yet ignores me..it wasn’t [...]

january without you

i am playing with time, gathering withered leaves, presents of autumn. i wanted to write a poem, a beautiful piece about the moon,the clouds, the stars and you, a poem to serenade you with, some lines to melt your heart.. i think of you,and your lovely touch, the feel of your hair on my face, [...]