This feeling that persists

This feeling that persists, Clenched in a dark cloud of chaos. A nagging feeling of pity, Anxious nerves, shaky breathes, mind always in back gear. Seems like steps are off- track as the fog has coated the way. Maybe it’s the plague of the past. Maybe it’s a fear of unknown possibilities. Or maybe the…

Silence

Hey! This poem has been published in The Indian Periodical. http://indianperiodical.com/2021/01/silence/ Silence is loud, It is all around. It’s laborious to listen to the sound of silence with ears, it is the language only heard by souls. Now there’s no hurry, no tantalising thoughts, My soul is penetrating this world of stillness. It is gratifying…

Thoughts that would prove empty

As the crust of the moon shrinks and swells, and stars beam down, a feeling of strangeness consumes the heart and the waves of mind unroll the lace of illusions. Saw a silhouette figure and just in a blink, a rush of emotions overwhelms the true intentions. You are here. A unique shade of every…

In a Jar

Within the dark confusions, I believe there exists an universe, Where I’m not keeping myself in a jar, a jar filled with self-pity.This jar is invisible to everyone around as it is built by my mind. This jar is filled with torturous thoughts, tormented experiences and fear of the future. Every day I chase off…

Oasis

Every step I take forward in the unfathomable sand, Footprints seem to be lost in time. Walking alone in a desert, Thirst prolonged cracked screaming, No trace of existence in this faded place. Gnarled, jumbled mess thoughts seem to be existing now. Blood is fatigued, veins toughened, Eyes sunken in perpetual fear. I pushed myself…

Vulnerable- A Senryū

Hideously vehement heartbeat; Howling macabre past Vulnerable to getting lost -AS-

Withering Away

The clamminess fills inside a flower, It’s roots are bleeding and no one sees. The petals are now brown and the stem is crooked. It’s withering away with the absence of discretion. It’s withering away with truancy of light. Darkness fills the void space, Where the affliction is now hidden. Shadows hunt, And demons whispers,…

Frozen – A Haiku

Land covered in a blanket of snow Frozen moonlight The Wind is knocking a gentle door -AS- (This is the first time I have tried a haiku, too cynical but still…..)

Healing

Hurt comes in waves, Unanticipatedly there is an outburst of feelings, Filling one’s heart with laceration and pain, Choking one’s breath every night, Blurring someone’s vision so one could even not see euphoric sights again. Making someone feel that everything is falling apart. It’s punishing yourself for not being the happy past self. It’s blaming…