My body is free but crippled
nonetheless,
entrapped in your absence,
my mind retreated,
homeless, my heart wandered
searching for the way back
with no way in sight
stranded
like a cripple
Mornings
Each morning is a new reality
The light seeps in through my eyelids
but what should have been a renewed blesssing is accompanied by a renewed reality
And each reality comes with the fact that you are no longer beside me
This thing
This unshakable feeling
This thing
Feasting upon my heart, my soul
This thing
That I know of but can’t purge
This thing
Called love(d)
The Faded Body
The lover watched,
as the lifeless body hung,
upside down and fading into a deep,
dark, dull red
It used to be full of life,
imbued with a love greater than
itself, perhaps a burden too much
for it to bear
And one might argue,
that the presence remains,
even if the life is fading away,
dripping downwards to
a sea of red
You | I
When all I want is to stand beside you
When all you want is to erect a wall between us
Poets
Maybe you write to beautify the world
but I write to bare my soul
as it is
as it is
Maybe that’s beautiful too
I miss you
but you are missing from my life
Light peeks
The light that peeks through my curtains
7pm
at the end of its day routine
faint and gentle
Its golden light forming a line
on the wall we used to
see the same sunset,
though,
it will never be the same
ever again
Pixel Love
This sadness is a dot in our lives
As a pixel would be in an image
Nothing but a mere passingļ¼
of a point in our long life
A moment we might recall in years to come
But we live in the moment
And a moment can be amplified
Engulfing our very selves
As a pixel would fill the screen
If we zoomed in enough
This moment
that I live in,
It hurts
Poison
I guess my concern
could be your poison
My love
could be your fear
And my absence…
could be your solace
