Lovers

The waters foam in anticipation, Of the clouded moon; Waves crash onto the sand, Pacing for their beloved; Soon the orb shows a glimpse, Scintillating the blues; The ocean basks in the love, Shared between the two; The waters swell in unison, To infiltrate the night sky; Coalesce with their lover, But the distance overpowers;...

embers of the night

I have locked my actual self, In the realms of the night sky; Upon the distant stars, Burning' bright through the coal clouds, Distant yet scintillating, Fairy dust in my eyes, at times, Sparking my darkest nights Sometimes they fall like angels, Burn into my skin and scar; Beautifully macabre in their form, Marking their...

Denying Waves

I feel the waves call out to me The dark and blue oblivion Made of hues colourless Perfect for blackened souls Maybe being submerged won't be too bad Yet a dive was all I dared Controlling the numbing urge to let go Resemble the wild water lillies And yet look grotesque I hold my breath,...

The Mirror

I peer through my glassy haze, At the identical girls, Trapped in the smoke of incertitude, Closed to being choked. One peers through with poignant eyes, With no more tears left to cry, Yet a willingness to change the mind, Of her divided self. I watch the other hurt herself, Believing she deserves no better....

Random Musings

Her and Me

The night sky is arcanely deep An indelible grief it weaves Unimaginable, unconquerable, palpable The darkness creeps around her Forever swirls the broken melody Of cries, tears and screams All her dreams stand out of reach Out of sight is gaeity Standing before the mirror She glances beyond, past me Through my scars, my fears,...

Notes From Me, To Me

Alone at the edge of the universe, Humming a tune unlearnt, unheard A melody of my own Stretches far, seeking home A soul to affect, a voice to compliment The notes sway and pray for a human shell Renounced, they bounce back off surfaces Not allowed to penetrate Still the wind carries them in whispers...

Maybe

maybe i'm not that off-putting maybe i'm capable of being liked maybe i am loved maybe there's nothing wrong with me maybe it's not me, it's them maybe it's okay to crave different things maybe it's even good to be unique maybe i don't need to fit in maybe my thoughts matter maybe my feeling...

Roads to Me

I was walking forward in the quaint highway As I thought of the roads left back A sudden thought gripped me, To experience what I had experienced; to look back There was I again, in the old corridoor Shy, timid, without a sense of dignity Smiling at everyone, bawling when bullied Palpable without without capability...

A Small Thought

Photo by Valeriia Miller on Pexels.com I am supposed to write my own story But I can't decide if I am the author or just the muse? A small post but I had to keep it to 21 words. This was written in response to Saumya's contest - Write in 21! Check out her blog...

Poem for Myself

I have written a thousand poems For people around me All but one Have never written a poem for Myself It's not because I don't want to But because I really don't know how to Or perhaps because I never thought to But now I am trying And yet I don't know how to fill...

I Guess

Photo by Dziana Hasanbekava on Pexels.com I guess I never really knew you I guess I never really understood you I guess you never really found me I guess you never really wanted to know me And I guess you never really wanted to understand me I guess you always hid from me I guess...