Hipsters

In this freezing cold weather
I tune in to Novo Amor
The day is gloomy
I am tucked into warm bed
that I can barely move
This song is my hope
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Lost[I]

Will you remember me
if I give up my life right now
Boy, do I fear death
Ask a happy person if he prefers to die
The answer is a straight “No”
Oh the irony.
There’s this fear of being forgotten,
then again
I don’t want you to remember me and cry Continue reading

Worthless woes

The gravitation of my favourite bed
These few months, I am not myself

I find it extremely easy to stare at a white screen for as long as I know
Back resting on the cold walls, on the bed
It’s winter and the walls are cold
But I need to settle down the heat burning inside of me.

Waking up is the hardest thing to do
So are the best parts of my life, the things I loved,

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Things I hate about life

I hate it when
one has to go through all the sufferings
to understand a true bliss
Why suffer in the first place.
I hate when people struggle
like every single day
There must be an easy way around.
But ”hard way is a good way” kinda impression
is set on our minds

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Book review of “Twenties Girl”

Being a semi-narcissist, I thought I would introduce a bit about myself and how I am a great Sophie Kinsella fan and how much I love her writing. And, ahum, how much I am keen at writing. And, you know, I am kinda into poems and stuff. But, who am I kidding anyway! I have no competition with her. Besides, I don’t wanna sound like that Bill Lington who would want his face on his own coffee company’s cups. (He’s a character in the book by the way, in case you were wondering.) Continue reading

Capricious as in fickle heart

At night I wish I could be a song
to wipe away all of the tears
of the lonely parents
Broken hearted singles
I wish to be a president
I can’t stand people
ragged cloth, sleeping like a dog

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To the ones I’m leaving behind

Why are the flowers, withered

yet so charming

Why is it that your year long enemy

is not a bad person to you now

Why is it that people are sad

I don’t see a solid reason

Everything is so graceful

full of life

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Is this how heaven looks like!!

Bitter sweet feeling

Short tempered anger

Long lived disappointment

Pissed off friends

Long list of lovers

Mental harassment

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A golden life [I]

This is the first journal that I am publishing over the net, PUBLICLY! It’s because I got so much love and had so much exhilarating experience after long. I don’t share about my life more often. But, today was an exception. I want everyone to have a life I had today. It started from the day to the end of the night, which is now. And, it’s currently 2:42 am at night. I don’t know why but I felt like I had to write this. I couldn’t sleep without finishing this thing. So, here it is. Let me get you started from how it all started.

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The bridge

Dear boy, you’re full of humility
Breaking through to tell you this
At times you wish
you had someone to belong to
be unreciprocated or misunderstood words
Interconnected with blood

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Love story of Mercury and Neptune

One was fire, the other, ice;
Between them, laid six great liars;
You scratch my back, I’ll scratch yours;
That’s how they found all the cures.

She gets angry, he cools her down;
For which the six sisters frown;
For no matter, how harder they try;

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If I die

Be it lidocaine patches to alleviate the chronic;
Be it the shawl she wraps tight around her hips;
Be it the cramps that’s making her semi-conscious;
Be it the people who are adding nothing but strains;
Be it the girl, who can’t help what people think.

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I guess I’m happy

A sight startled my mind;
Big lumps of flesh swinging from her body;
She used a toilet brush to reach every wynd,
For them, she’s nobody;
But, for few, she meant everything.

She slides down the stairs;
‘cause she can’t walk, I’m afraid;
The wheel chair broke, she bursts in tears;
“Make me slimmer”, that’s all she ever wanted;
That incident gave her a whirl.

Dear girl, you don’t know what to expect;
You reserved two seats to get on a plane;
Her mind is distracted, soul’s wrecked;
She left to find solution to this pain;
She wanna dance, she wanna twirl.

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A different person

“Mom, I want the candies.”,
I cried all the way from the shop
Her dragging me, to the home
Empty-handed.
I changed
I was too ashamed for my age.

While all my friends were munching on chips and burger
I had just two pieces of bread
I became a different person
I discovered we were not rich.
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