Enchantress

She struts across your lane, you try to control the urge, but she knows you will be looking anyways. You remember the first time you had ever heard of her, the memory still crisp. Though quite young but you can still feel the melancholy her name had resonated. And now as you find her looking…

No place

She sets out onto the solid road, passing by the college kids roaming about chasing some purpose, some meaning. Not a huge town, she muses taking in the classic Indian small city surrounding her. She tries to overlook the scenario extending between the college gate and the world outside the hospital gates. For there, lying…

A letter to the beyond

Dear Fate,   You must be knowing People have varied opinions on you. Quite colorful indeed. No matter what the believers or the rest say, one thing i have come to know for sure, they just can’t stop talking about you. That’s what intrigued me about knowing a little more about you in the first…

Evergreen

What will last forever? Not you not me. But our time together, no matter how distant, for lifetimes to come it will haunt me. Your stretched out hand,your face full of yearning and that long second before i made up my mind. And just as soon as i had given you hope i crushed it, as i…

Untitled #7 To be you..

As long as you are amazed at the brilliance of the stars As long as you are thrilled by aeroplanes, soaring near or far As long as you are filled with wonder looking at the setting sun As long as you have the time to pet every darn cute little pup As long as you…

Celebrating the birth of death

  The season of death’s around the corner The first of its kind, she’s being honored   With passing faces and clouded whispers Somewhat distant yet somehow blisters She wants to fight it, hold on to memories Of chasing winds, of senses blazing Of scratches and bruises, of stargazing   Of falling and of being…

The thing about fireflies..

   chasing fireflies to lock them in a jar.    i’d always free them and you, learnt to love from afar. wish i could learn to love from afar.

Of Stigma and Enigma..

What are you looking at? My hideous scars? No, And that’s what scares me. Why are you so close when Where I want you is with the rest, Far away,oblivious or sacred. Why aren’t your eyes filled with horror But questions,curiously unashamed. Makes me delirious,how so? That’s the type more dangerous You’re the crowd I…

Of slumber and pillow sham

Pale and tangible In the moonlit armour   The firery red flowing Making way through your auburn   The air’s so crisp and musty With your scent   Flowing unhindered Slithering down the bed   A dozen down but still Far from Sated   Always a thrill, the sight Of ashen faces with pillow cases

How bad? This bad..

“Trust? What’s that again?” Says the four feet of battered soul