Epoch

Feels like you became an epoch the day I moved on from you wrenching my heart away, demarcating as if with an indelible marker, what I was before & how did I decay. Though time, unperturbed, kept flowing past me anyway. Feels like you became an epoch And somehow, somewhere I got stuck like a... Continue Reading →

What You Eat

Echo Chamber - by yours truly Your carafe is made up of fractals of hate and serves nothing that isn't bitter and cold. So you know, the usual with a side dish of supremacy on pastel plate. Your reality is never up for debate as it simmers on just the right degrees to withhold the... Continue Reading →

Wastelands

There is something to be said about the art of hiding in plain sight; placing a smile instead of a mien lit under a vacant light. This instinctive deception we thread through multiple loops of disguise etches reasons in it’s plated chrome, holding a mask over mystic words till the labyrinth feels the only home... Continue Reading →

Adrift

To keep myself afloat  I crafted reasons out of thin air, Scrambled together  their splintered foundation, Stacked them side by side  in a precise formation, Salvaging a proof that wouldn’t appear damaged beyond repair. But the impervious Sea remained, as ever, a merciless affair. Nor did the angry winds take a kinder view. Calling for... Continue Reading →

Selfish

Among the very many lessons that are left to learn, The one that I keep failing, ever so willingly, Is how to love you in moderation. Just as a canoe in the clutch of a tempestuous sea is no more at fault than this rabid notion, I wouldn’t know how to judge Or even where to... Continue Reading →

The Lie

Between the things we thought were missed And the ones we never find, lie dreams that pile on bucket lists And a life that’s lived confined. Between the chances we held in fists And the risks that we declined, lie fires dying in ash of what-ifs, And a fate to which we feel resigned. Between... Continue Reading →

Price

I paint them in red, those words that I choose not to voice And the ones that I write come out in black, When they hold inside a silver lie. I mourn the death of things that never came to life And the ones that did, I tied a noose around their neck, Carving rightness... Continue Reading →

Confection

Sweet Betelgeuse, if love could be measured in a cup, I’d give you nine plus a half, put aside seven for the rest and keep nothing for the one I keep failing to forget. But as it stands tonight, like it did yesterday, he, with all his defects - of which, there are countless to... Continue Reading →

Crossroads

Tonight there's no bag of tricks beside me out of which to spin ourselves a tale  of everlasting love or a spurned lover's plea. Heartbreaks seem to have lost their wail, saccharine romance is wearing tediousness under its gossamer negligee & my heart can find no bearings in that same old wearisome detail. These sanguine arms of Horizon... Continue Reading →

Killing

So now that you have found your little corner that’s bustling with ingratiating voices you so dearly adore, dressed in intricately woven tulle and fine muslin Their fawning lips keep screaming, “Encore!” Isn't it everything you wanted and still, so much more? So now that you have killed me, granted, for the umpteenth time Looks like this... Continue Reading →

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