"When no one is listening to you, just use your creativity to showcase it to the deaf world"
Closing some doors now, Not because of pride Or Arrogance or incapacity But for they lead Nowhere Closing some doors To outrun the Pain They inflict Hopeless hope they give And Illusions they make Closing the doors That lead to abysmal dread Steer me off my tread Entangle me to countless threads. Closing some doors... Continue Reading →
Hollow emptiness, Yet the increased heaviness. Weary eyes, Tired of all the whys. Hesistant fingers, Scribble on crumbled papers. Quivering lips, Call to you in hazy mist. Deep Sigh, Gives up on the last try, Glowy dreams. Yet the endless screams, Best examples, Lead to wrong temples. Hope of perfect dawn, And the heart beats... Continue Reading →
Inside me, Inside you, A troubled soul wanders through Happy faces lead no trail, Lonely eyes just share the truth! That tree outside my window, That half-dry & half moist pillow, Those deep scratches on my bedside, Truly know what runs on the inside! These random people around me, Unknown faces that surround me, Fill... Continue Reading →
Journey- several paths a person passes by and reminisces later the thrill and happiness. But one journey that never ceases is this amazing life. A journey on Earth, from life to death, entangling to some strings while cutting off others, a bedlam of happiness and gloom and a struggle to hold on to fading memories.... Continue Reading →
This cool breeze brushing my dermis makes me reminisce the soothing embrace of that morning child. His carefree giggle on seeing me bounce over that spiky grass healed my continuous pain. It is really surprising how much one can endure for the love of their carer. Emotions can be so much befooling at times. Lucky... Continue Reading →
On a cool autumn evening, when you think about the beauty of nature, you just cannot stop your hands sketching one of the most beautiful creations on Earth - Indian bride. The drawing of a Shy Woman -
He speaks highly of fading humanity from this world. He roams around in sophisticated attires like archaeologists trying to excavate fossils of emotions. He moans of having to fight alone in this competitive world for his families’ survival. He boasts of being independent, or should I say more correctly, self-dependent. Yet here he is throwing... Continue Reading →
Pics: [Self-Sketched] Sparkling, wet, dry, furious, hopeful, thoughtful, gloomy - an endless list of adjectives, just to describe a beautiful pair of eyes. Have you ever realised that Eyes are our only organs that can feel everything, whether materialistic or abstract, both consciously and otherwise. In a way, eyes are the actual beacon of your... Continue Reading →
[Pic: Self-sketched] Staring at the weird design printed on your bed sheet, I know you are not analysing the print. Rather, you are analysing things imprinted deep inside your head. Series of events that have webbed your true vision, making it tough for you to look and think straight. The fear of losing me amidst... Continue Reading →
Yes. I am a survivor. I have survived the eyes radiating demeaning glare at me. Battled with the swords of negligence trying to savage my very existence. I have cleared my way through the hedges bearing thorns, both real and fake, savouring the pain of every scratch and sighing relief when bruised with feathery touch.... Continue Reading →
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