Photo by cottonbro on Pexels.com I got burnt By the flames that lit up your face I got swallowed By the dimples that decorated your cheeks You are that bubble That swallowed the ocean in me whole Your tender fingers Nailed my heart, as your caresses tore my skin. Spare me a minute, my love … Continue reading Awestruck by the change, bound never to change…
Category: Vpoetry
I am not guilty, and you can’t make me, not again…
You have made me a puppet before. I am sorry it makes you angry that I am not anymore...
What does a demon really see…
The swing of a sword, shall decide it all...
Can reasons really be enough,
Can there be enough reasons, Can there be enough explanations. "What can be and will be "- what do they really depend on?
How do I tell you, what you are…
A mercy, a love and much more...
To remain and still remain
You are the page, I am not willing to turn. Even when it read ‘ The end’, I read it all over again. You once felt like the gravity, That held me to the ground. Now that you are gone I float away in and around. I relive my smile, In your memories that are … Continue reading To remain and still remain
The loud, silence…
Won't the breeze that makes the tulips dance know the feel of its petal Won't your expressive eyes read through the hints I leave behind When the clouds garnish the blues of the sky I read your face in the maze that change With every step I take and with every move I make I … Continue reading The loud, silence…
A dream of climb,
A dream, a step, a climb, a destiny. Anaya lingered close to the start line, restlessly waiting for the race to begin. The five hundred meter finals, of the state level inter-college sports day, was about to commence. The event was held every year and Anaya won it every time, and she was not going … Continue reading A dream of climb,
To betray, again…
She watched his hope dwindle but refused to step back. She refused to display pain the threatened to break her integrity. Even if soul-less, she wanted to keep him alive in-turn keep the hope of a thousand more alive.
Withered away but the fight went on,
You took away the life I held on with love Do you dare to take away The rhythms of his Etched in me? You said it was yours So you did what you did Now this is mine What more is there left For you to win.
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