Waiting | Day-28 | NaPoWriMo2016

Waiting for someone, Is an event that stores excitement, In a passive way.   Those moments of idleness, Which I otherwise don’t allow.   Most of my desires arose, During such imposed leisure.   I’ve chanced upon my potential creativity.   Waiting for someone, Steals those minutes, I was selfishly holding back for myself, Turned […]

Alone | Day-27 | NaPoWriMo2016

Oscillating between two minds, Craving for solitude, Yet imagining either human presence, Or monsters hiding behind cupboards, There have to be eyes that check on us, Otherwise, it is depressing to be alone.

Unheard | Day-26 | NaPoWriMo2016

Leaping rapidly muse to muse, Cutting off dreams, Fragmenting thoughts, A nascent imagery, Half baked themes, Drying my pen out, Without even writing, Like someone muzzled my mouth, Clipped my fingers, And censored my mind, I’m phobic to blank sheets, Ceilings and white walls, Musing is an art, My craft hasn’t mastered, And I will […]

When was the last time you dance? | Day-25 | NaPoWriMo2016

An energy suspended, In the center of me. Weightless, Yet, heavy to bear. Stands still Yet, restless. Caged behind my ribs, Yet, pounds by beats per minute. Agile, Winged, Fluttery. Nimble particles, Between my nose and mouth, Sometimes my eyes shut, And sometimes my mind. Leaping spryly footstep by footstep, Though not a journey, Yet, […]

Burden of waking up to sunrises | Day-24 | NaPoWriMo2016

I fear sunrises. I dread the pace of running time, I am somewhere in the middle of, Camping in the deadening silence of darkness, And reluctance to proceed along with the day change, Every night stares at me with a wide opened mouth, Only threatening to consume me, But leaving me at the feet of […]

Elixir Of Life | Day-23 | NaPoWriMo2016

Can you guess the object I’m talking about in this poem? That’s a private moment, In a fully packed room, To feel love of the entire universe, In my cheek. How unconditional! That’s a free pass, Free from constraints, Exornation; From guilt of not reaching somewhere, A place where no one can come; Watch over […]

The Earth’s Diary | Day-22 | NaPoWriMo

My birth is part of the mysterious birth of the universe. My beauty lies in my complexity and depth. When I was younger, I was quite unstable with my emotions, I was either too cold or too hot, So much that my temperaments took lives away, Only those that had the skin and bone to […]