Enough of the kisses
Enough of the cuddles
Enough of ordinary love making
Lets us have a bare bloodbath together
so that the devil might even fear
the love making massacre ahead.
© Shashank Bhardwaj.
Category Archives: Memories
Days
There are days
when you just don’t want
to get up
embrace the sun
feed the dog
sometimes
you want to watch that
fan on the ceiling
and tell yourself
“whatever it is,
it would end someday”.
© Shashank Bhardwaj.
Little
I have little fire left inside,
left is little love too,
also left is a little hope altogether
seems so little but true.
I have sight getting blurred,
a heart that is slowing down a little,
a spark that is refusing to die
but ready to burn little.
Little things to cherish for,
little things to worry,
little is the time we have,
then why not make merry?
Fear
Fear not the cold,
that can send the chill down the spine,
but the warmth that melts heart one day
and disappears for eternity.
Wish
Empty your drink,
remember the love you had,
her playful nods,
kisses on shoulder,
tantrums like a two year old,
then
smile incessantly.
Refill.
Repeat.
© Shashank Bhardwaj.
Stillness of Heart
We are all meant for the untimely end,
an end to the chaos within us,
the light within us will shed,
and the love inside for others will burst unseen,
the rest is stillness.
stillness of heart ushering love.
© Shashank Bhardwaj.
Burn Bright
Don’t scribble your heartbreaks to me,
don’t show me your scars,
don’t cry over your failures to me
or to anyone around,
they would rob you of your emotions,
they would make fun,
the world looks more for misery than happiness in others
instead make friends with your demons,
build a rage that drives your life,
remember all the defeats every night
till your nightmares spark a never ending fire inside,
Burn bright
because there is too much darkness outside in this world
to bear.
© Shashank Bhardwaj.
Writings to Heaven 