I’m ready to play this crazy game Firing shots at my mindless brain Killing the dead spots from point-blank range Freaking my beast out & the senseless rage It’s time to transform the savage to a sage It’s time to free my soul from this solid cage I’m taking the steps to change my deeper state I’m dissolving the imbalance & my wavy pain These bullets was pointing at my shaky phase It’s to awaken my senses, not to kill me dead
Dream I sleep in my shed with no sheet on my shape to reveal myself in this naked dream Skin I could sense your delicate presence and your gentle touch on my rough & wounded skin Lips The wet taste of tenderness was breathless when your reminiscence kissed my thirsty lips Sync The beauty & the beast I could reel with the tip of my screams in one single & effortless sync Beat These days my heart is burning in fire & dark memories, so I pen my art with sighs & I drop the beat Tears Longing to belong & to be can stream the rivery of my inner scene into the whispers of my lonely tears Green The thing is that I can see the serene smile instantly & sea the shine of your waterfall with crystals green Miss The pink thread & pinpricks did stitch mess & paint sick but the fact remains it’s still you that I purely miss You It’s you I mirror & it’s you I loved with pure intention but today only your reflection is left in the song – it’s you
After Reliving, I took a time off from WP….and now I’m coming back slowly….I’ve certainly missed you & your lovely writings / art….I will try to catch up but if I can’t, then a new day & a new beginning. Here’s my new poem / spoken word – Eyeing my Phase.
The voice of yours is stuck in me The lines you used to write to me The song that you did sing for me The picture is burnt deep inside of me The finger twitches as I type in anxiety The silence fills the air through my poetry
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I’m sharing a very sad news….I’ve come to know that Astha’s soul has left her body on 30th April….she was fighting against covid-19….I used to read her poems, whenever she would post on WP….she was also compiler of an upcoming anthology – Utmost Feelings….I was one of the co-writers….so I was in touch with her on / off….through the whatsapp anthology group as well….that’s how I’ve come to know about this when Taruchaya – one of the co-writers pinged me & shared this sad news….the feeling of being numb & shock was instant….the last time she wrote to me was on 23rd April, where she said, her condition was bad & she would revert back in a few days….I texted her on 28th April to know how she was feeling….but no reply….it’s still hard to believe that such a young woman isn’t with us anymore….if that wasn’t enough, her mother has passed away as well due to covid-19….I can’t even imagine how her father, brother & other family members must be going through….
You looked at me With those intense eyes You smiled at me With those beautifullips You cried with me With tears in your eyes You held me tight With those earthly arms You gave me space With that lovingheart You were there for me With those meaningful words The impression of you Is permanent in me
The energy from the moment Has struck me deep The sole purpose of you Was to look deeper into me Where Pain & Agony Were the different forms of Love Where Spirituality was the only Reality Where there was space for Anxiety Where things were as they are Where Manipulation was very far I am no one But the reflection of you I see myself in you When you look into me
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