Some people appear
to be sweet as sugar
but in real
are cold as ice. They trigger
you to say and do bitter
and only blame you later
for your behavior.
#figure
Humanity is my religion
I possess a good amount of sanity.
Maybe, that’s why I preach humanity
and I don’t follow a particular religion,
which has become the cause of people’s division.
Shower
I close my eyes
and can see you.
You haven’t met me uptil
now but many a times, I have met you.
Afraid
I am afraid.
Winning my trust is not a cake walk.
There are many insecurities laid
inside my heart, secured with an unbreakable lock.
The metronome and metonymy of poetry
A lot of the early poets and authors refer to poetry as something to look down upon. Some try to bind it in verses, definitions and distinctions while others are still figuring out its techniques and methods through the use of the same throughout the process.
Family
Yet again, I woke up to the repititive, terrible dream of my family dieing and me witnessing their death helplessly. Though, psychologically, it represents not the actual death but our perspective or emotions towards us and is a part of our subconscious mind, yet it shakes my conscious mind terribly.
Crowd
There’s a silence in this crowd.
I can feel it in intervals
before the crowd is flooded more
with its novel arrivals.
Trapped
I am trapped. I don’t know if they are my thoughts or the weather that suffocates me, but my throat feels choked off air. Maybe it’s the pressure I feel when I think of my career prospects from the perspective of my family— the economic point of view.
Beloved Stranger
I don’t know you
but I feel like I do.
There is a strange connection
between me and you.