How about a Good-Bye note?
Feels of My Last Breath
Feels of My Touch
How often do you deny something that has always been there? Like, an ounce of doubt.
Feels of My Fading Whispers
"Every night, I tell my heart that I am strong and tough. But, sometimes I just miss, being missed by you."
Feels of My Fall
He is at a point in his life where even the slightest of touches to his emotions will make him break down. Right there. He won't be able to hide his vulnerabilities there after. He has become non-sustainable to feelings. No longer. He might have survived the fall but, he is no longer his usual,... Continue Reading →
I feel I’m going to die
But, do I have to lose my parents for people to be a little more nicer towards me?
She wasn’t back. Not anymore.
I'm not afraid to die. I'm just afraid what if I were dead and you, you didn't die a little with me.
She loved the cage; not Me.
Story of a Poet: #12. ~A Friendship to Treasure-The Trio of Us~
A new day A new life That will stay With no strife. An eternal joy For the same old boy I wish you and a lot I pray 'Cause its your day. From the same old friend For the friendship that'll never end. A smile that stays forever I wish you success hereafter You are... Continue Reading →
Feels of My Blood
#last #lastnight So, as I sit here on the verge of my monotonous nights, I have this verbose with my unfinished thoughts that I can't synchronize with the blot of every drop of ink that foresee the blood through every sip of my heart. And I ask myself the same question over and over again_... Continue Reading →
Secret Diary_Part I- Surreptitious Desires
What is more delicate? Blood through the veins or Ink on paper? You already know my choice. Blatantly I conveyed all the secrets I thought I had. I gave voices to feelings that were buried deep. And that moment when I thought_'this is it', everything was brought down to nothingness. But, then every person I... Continue Reading →
Secrets of My Diary: #33. The Enigmatic Soul
"Are you human?" "The soul never gets old. Especially when its the enigmatic one. But, the body does." "But, what is with you? Why do you have to act like you're not broken?"
Feels of My Feelings
And in the end, we just refuse to accept and believe even the most obvious. Feel my feelings, if you can.
Feels of My Independence
As a little kid, I knew Independence Day as participating in an event in any cultural programme at school. I would put on the well varnished white attires that I had especially prepared from about a week ago or so only for this day; and an Indian flag badge just at the helm of... Continue Reading →
Feels of My Soul
And unlike many other people in this world. I am still awake by this part of the night bewildered and baffled by the numerous mystified 'ifs' and 'whys' to comfort my dismayed soul. I am not sad upon why the other multitudes are gathering their conscience in their sleep. I don't even care about being... Continue Reading →
Feels of My Mind
You are as ordinary as any other person in your life is. Not that you own any superpower, but you just can't own a thing for a long period of time. And success is that which remains forever. Not that which is snatched away at death. Relentless, you think you are the only supreme being... Continue Reading →
Story of a Poet: #42. And if only I had another chance
This poem depicts all those 'what ifs' and those expectations in love. It will engross you all the while.
Feels of my Diary
The thing is that I get demented by the lies of people. I don't want people to sign into their accounts every day to read what I write. I don't want to impress people even. If you are nice to people, be it either through your actions or words, people will get impressed gradually. And... Continue Reading →
Secrets of My Diary: #20. ~Jannah-The Paradise to look for~
This life is temporary. So I am happy to let you go; because I'm planning to be with you in Jannah. I wrote it in my fable and went to bed. As I laid down and as it always happens I began with my out of the world creations.Things are so crazy and life is... Continue Reading →
Secrets of My Diary: #19. ~Ever wondered why you wonder?~
How grand it is to wake up when the whole world is still asleep. I wonder why does one even sleep. What, did they climb Mount Everest or pulled a bullock-cart that they feel like a oscitant to gradually fall at their beds. Well that's beyond any human restraint. But, there has to be a... Continue Reading →
