Burn

Let's burn the

Music.

Let's burn the

Songs.

If that's what

It takes to love.

Let's burn 

Each other and

Set the world

On fire. 

Sarcastic World

They said,

The world is beautiful.

So I removed 

My goggles.

The roses were

Red.

The violets were

Blue.

And the rest was

Sarcastic too.

Stranger

When the night

Was set and 

The cold seeped in.

The lonely me

Fluttered eyes and 

The ceiling held me.

A stranger 

Talked to me.

He was like me.

He was me. 

Dream

Everyday,

I Dream about you.

And after

Every dream,

I feel closer to you.

And how I wish,

How I wish...

The day 

I feel closest,

Be a wide awake

Reality. 

Awe

I was so hooked to

The mundane,

The mediocre and

The obvious. That..

Anything just above 

Ordinary would have

Held me in surprise.

And you were a 

Rain laden cloud

Around my dry land.

An yearning had to 

Come up. Poetry

Had to take birth.

And it did. 

It Shouldn't

Today the sun has

Come up in the west.

Someone has 

Intoxicated the air 

And the peeps are

High on weed and

On top of the world.

Here, 

I roll on my couch,

Complaining about

The heat, choking

On mediocre poetry and 

Hating myself more.

Tomorrow all the same,

He'll set in the west.

Peeps dry and dumb

And world yellow again.

Same couch,

Same poems and with 

Same kind of hate,

I conduct myself here.

The peeps, the world 

Mean nothing to me.

In fact. It shouldn't.

Tonight

Turn off the lights.

Let's duel with 

Our breaths tonight.

I wanna break all

Boundaries and

Let my vulnerability,

Choke between your

Thighs tonight.

My tongue has 

Spoken enough and 

My fingers have 

Written enough.

Let me taste you.

The touch of your skin,

Let it cleanse my 

Soul tonight.

I want our lips to

Vent fire and

Incinerate all my

Insecurities.

In your curves and 

Crevices I want 

To be consumed

And be broke tonight.

Tonight my love,

I'm not afraid of

These wounds or

The glow of my scars.

However teary,

However bloody,

I'll just surrender.

I wanna be lost in,

Your bosom tonight.

Elections

Lefts blamed the right,

Rights blamed the rest.

Those in the middle

Were no different.

Fake promises were 

Made.

Rich dreams were 

Shown.

The hungry toiled

In the fields and

Women waited for

Permission to breath.

The Bigots' 

Spread hate and 

The woke remained

Indifferent.

Some demanded 

Crores, but

Most were bought

With hundreds.

While centuries long

Movement of suffrage,

Died like it was

Really a bad joke.

Between the votes

Those were cast and

Castes that were voted.

The Game of Democracy 

Was successfully lost.

Childhood

When laughing was 

Actually laughing

And weeping was

Really weeping. 

Remember the days when

Everything was simple?

Hate was just a day 

Of not talking and 

Friendship,

A toffee away.

Unmasked smiles,

Un-adulterated tears.

The moon wasn't just

A celestial rock and

Granny had taken refuge 

In the brightest star.

Will Remember You

On a summer night,

When my lonesome heart

Will be filled and heavy.

And when there will be 

Too many stray thoughts 

To just ignore and bury.

I'll remember you...

I will remember you..

Like the early monsoon rain.

Departure

We shouldn't have 

Left each olike this.

Your bare smile

Could have been

Bit more wild and 

Our parting eyes

Bit more lit.

I wish the journey

Was not this short.

And the story that 

Was brewing, 

A bit more long.

There were things

Yet to be found.

Roads to be taken,

And few verses 

Penned down together.

But departures are 

Supposed to be 

Like this I guess.

A poker face,

Smirk in the eyes,

An adrift yearning,

And a disguised

Indifference.

Despair

For about a moment,

It felt like someone

Gave us those

Two little feathery things.

One to the left and 

One, to the right.

I was happy and 

You were too, I guess.

Then we dreamt of

Nothing less than the skies.

The long nights,

Stars in the day and

Moony conversations.

It was like we travelled 

Beyond fate and 

Challenged the obvious.

And all of a sudden,

Looked like, it was over.

A subtle force made us

Forget how to flap.

First the hope and

Then a disability.

What a despair.

She, Me and My Will

Sometimes, I'm 

As light as a feather 

And all I wish is, 

The wind from east 

To just blow me away.

Also, there are 

Other times-

Days too long

To pass by.

The moon too lazy 

To come up. 

And I'm all assed up

Like a big rock.

Just to put myself

To test, against-

The mighty forces. 

Then there's she,

To keep my feathery

Heart grounded.

And the resolute 

Mind afloat.