Smeared were your lips
destroyed was my soul
love was beyond physical
tired we rested on roof above
stars were few in the night
some couldn’t bear our shining sight
you looked at me,I looked at you
we burned brighter again for round two.
Tag Archives: Fiction & Poetry
Out of the Box
They asked him,
Can you work in stressful situations?
Can you cope up with workloads?
Can you deliver when promised?
Are you intelligent enough?
Time and time they grilled the shit out of him
But in the end they smiled and asked
Can you think out of the Box?
To which the guy excitingly said “Yes”
and then they kept him
in a cubicle
for the rest of his life.
Bullets
If you had only one option
a bullet to the head
or one to the heart
which one you would choose?
assume you won’t succumb
the one to the head will be quick
but would make you insane,
the heart would rage and take over body
nightmare will be full of emotions
and the one to heart,
would make you a living corpse
with no feelings.
Like a puppet dancing on a tune.
hymned far in the darkness
What would you do?
Would you succumb to Chaos?
or die waiting for one?
Walk
As I walk down in the drizzle
in a rush to avoid the rain
I see all the people doing same
they are the same who prayed for rain
and end from unbearable heat.
then I stood in the rain for a while
and watched
a poor boy dancing with his dog
in this rain.
ignoring the crowd, the rain, even the gods.
I laughed on my life, shackles and the dog wagging his tail.
Up in Air Friend
How I miss being held in hands
and being carried every place
How I miss being grabbed and kissed
and getting chosen every time
How I miss the laughter I hear
and fights they have for me
Yet I depart alone untouched
with no one helping me
I will drift away far from love
far from you all
Without a aim to the blues
to the heavens above
I wonder is that how you all people meet your end
I wish we will meet somewhere up
like a lost filled up friend.
– Balloon.
Writings to Heaven 