Procrastination

I hardly believe in second chances. Once a cheater is always a cheater. You can frantically doubt my stances, Like I am standing in your way obscure. It’s purely my madness, Thinking of this cold blooded massacre, Disguised as a princess; Deep inside you are a monster. Sinister, I can forgive thieves and killers, But…

The Whitest of Clouds

Sky is blue, And mostly It’s true. The darkest of clouds, Cut loose, Rains and drizzles, No gleam, and sometimes even the whitest of cloud trespassed. While spectating the shower, Like every drop thoughts change. And for some To pause To get lost in a thought, Observing the world Getting wet, And to attend To…

Fallen

My gaze caught a flaunting leaf, Brown, dusky, old and fallen. Rustling doughtily to the tune played by the; Gusty wind, with a high relief. Chilling with absolute poise and grace Despite cringe and dead within. No grandeur conquered yet on the show Downturn and dejection are no more But to realize the moments which…

Thinking.

Days pass by, Some days start blissfully, Some other days start miserably, But, Love of my life, He sticks to my mind like no others, Perhaps, we may not be in good terms, Yet, thoughts about him will float firmly, My mind would never disobey, Even if I do, It’s just satiating to have him…

Hundreds of memories

Thousands of hope  Millions of stories Beyond one’s scope. Only if I could Turn back it’s pages I probably would Rectify its stages. But now that I know I cannot return I will gradually show  From what I did learn. The ups and downs The rollercoaster ride The smiles and frowns  Were all planned aside….

Gratitude

As the passing clouds we go Across the various stages of life Amongst the unknown, our victory we sow As unyielding as a swordsman’s knife Rise we shall, even when we fall As we were blessed by the best With a confidence of no limit shall we all Conquer the glory and fame owned by…

Rains of Red

My ink is blood and sometimes it can have tints of rainbows. I would smile through the woes, But don’t you ever read my journal, Because with you, I would share anything, but pain. I’d laugh like the dawn, But only the glow do you see. I don’t want to tell my story Because in…

The Note. (Retort)

Dear love, My heart skipped beats while I read your letter. I thought you moved on effortlessly, hope you find this vignetter. I am in pain like I’m being sliced with swords, so much of it that I fail to express in words. If ever pain could be named by another I would call it…

Vengeful Soul

She bloomed within the cruel world! The world which gave people reasons not only to laugh but also to cry, The world where no one’s perfect, where every human dwelled in their imperfections. but then there is She; Her imperfection makes her a threat? Why? Because she’s dark? Because she’s an orphan?  Because she’s homeless?  Because…

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