Life is a mystery for all, a history of all those gone, a chemistry for all those experimenting. Life is a disguised angel for some and a devil for others. Until we learn, it teaches the same lesson with a curious string of events that are never the same. Life taught me that it’s simply…
Tag: Poetry
The Book Thief
A little girl in times that the world still dreads- war, A war that left nightmares to many, the time when Nazy Germany swore to terrorise. We seldom give chances to the ones who deeply hurt us. Markus Zusak sees differently. An uninvited guest the world has always dreaded and hated- death. What if death…
Dates.
Dates, they freak me out, same number of the day, same number of the month. It’s like the printing machine stuck chrrr… chrrr… cluck. click. grrr… Yet, it’s another year. Like printing machine’s partial prints takk.. tak. dakaa dakka tak…chrrr… Maybe it’s a memorial of you everyday. A voice in my head says, “There’s something…
That word- “Love”
Love, so confused is this little word. Some say it’s a beautiful world on its own. Some say it’s the world where ‘god’ resides. Love, so confused is this little word. Some mean it when they say ‘I love you.’ Some use it to gain something in return. Some just say it because they want…
I Write
I Write, because then I feel stronger. I Write, because it helps me to look through events from a third pair of eyes. I Write, so I can go back to read & understand some missed bits. I Write, so that I can re-learn something new. I Write, because it’s my lifeline. I Write, because…
Thoughts
Thoughts, Like clouds seeming cotton flying in the sky but are simply thick gathering of water vapours. Thoughts, Like a soothing lyricless music from an instrument. Thoughts, Like an eagle flying high in the sky, seldom flapping it’s wings. Thoughts, Like planets in the universe, held without visible strings yet a strong gravitational force. Thoughts,…
Never Have we Ever…
ver have we ever, realised that people forget what they’ve said. Never have we ever, realised that we too forget what we’ve said. Never have we ever, realised how change is so constant not each day but each minute. Never have we ever, realised that meeting a person after a years gives us shock waves…
Behind Those Spectacles
Behind Those spectacles, were a pair of brown eyes, Eyes that saw the world, World that no one else could see. Behind those spectacles, Were a pair of eyes, Eyes that lead to a different heart, Heart that was weak; feelingless yet selfless. Behind those spectacles, Were a pair of eyes, Eyes that judged but…
Silence
Silence became a misunderstanding, Misunderstanding became a reason to part ways… Parting ways lead to confusions, Confusions became thoughts, Thoughts of all the ‘what if(s)?’ Thoughts of all “if(s)” and “but(s)”. Thoughts became regrets. And in regrets we leave… We leave the present, Present to future, Future leading to the one way door…. That’s just…
Life- A Sour Challenge.
Sometimes we feel wrecked, Sometimes we feel nothing, Sometimes we swell with positivity and think, ‘Yes! we can bring the change.’ Sometimes the weather corresponds to your moods. Sometimes the world seems to be a dream. Sometimes the future seems bleak. Sometimes we relish the existing materials. Sometimes we just want more and more… Sometimes…
Mesmers 
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