Scattered

When you are high on the sleepless nights, drunk with the tears in your eyes but everyone around you needs more than that, to escape into their haven or hell, while you sit and strum your ukulele aimlessly and your head draws a blank as silent as a grave and as maddeningly loud as a…

The Fortress

Ages agoWhen everything seemed newAnd dreams were as true as realityI started building a fort, with blankets and hopeAnd oh! Fairy lights!In its comfy wombI read, slept and fantasised a bitLet’s just say, I conquered it. One day,Hope left unannounced.The foundation broke,It shook the core.I stood still, shockedAs the bricks collapsedAnd dreams came crumbling down.Crash!Then…

Glass half full

It’s been quite sometime that I’ve been staring at the glass in front of me. Half full. I laugh snarkily, at my thought. Half full like our lives? It’s been almost 6 months of this ‘new normal’ and somewhere we have found ourselves trying out new ways to feel fulfilled. I had taken up 3…

Mind Reader

My eyes lock with hisMy mind locks itself As I focus on the dark brown rim of his iris staring at my frail bodyAnd think about everythingEverything. I don’t want the people in this room to know about me“If minds could be read,” He asks“What would I find in yours?”He pauses to sucker punch my…

The glass wall

There he wasHe stood across the glass wallWith A little girl beaming beside himIn a world different from her own. Something strange was happening to her,Love was a feeling which she had never known. They stood for a while nowAs the little girl squeaked in delightHe brought her to the museum every Sunday She watched…

Thoughts at midnight

Have you ever breathed into the night? Or let the night breathe into you? The above two lines may seem the same but mind you, are entirely different. When you breathe into the night, they don’t seem dark anymore. They are beautiful, as beautiful as drinking semi warm coffee sitting on your balcony with Sufjan…

Piece by piece

Grandma told me a story once That God created hearts like jigsaw puzzles Patiently putting all the pieces together Till they had a rhythm of its own. Every heart was different. Some take minutes to win. Others have a few missing pieces And then some need a lifetime of patience. I remember looking at her…

The page-turner

I am an open book. The one you thought you could understand In one go, as you flip through the pages. A fair warning, that I may be fun, But not a leisure read. You have to read all the lines And everything between them. The pretty one dorning your coffee table is sure not…

The Shrine

I have been here before but I did not find you, I tried hard to see your soul within the stone And believe that the incense, perfumes your nebulous form. I have folded my hands and begged for your mercy, Fearing more, worshipping less. I have worn the holy colours, drank the holy water, To…

Her

There she is, a complete mess,  Her head a tangle of thick tousled  tresses and thoughts.  She smiles through the pain,  Hiding herself from her heart, Her lips smile but I can see through her eyes That she is dying inside.  I think and think again what might be going  In that big fuzzy head…