26 April 2021
Ink Flow
07 April 2021
War in Head
15 January 2021
Wounded Pen
10 January 2021
Poem is a Flight
11 September 2020
Reflective Guilt
21 August 2020
Killed Poetry. Poet died.
26 March 2020
Awe
29 February 2020
Dreaming
07 December 2019
Her Approval
24 November 2019
Unread Poem
06 October 2019
Brain Harvest
Lingering words,
Unsettled thoughts.
Incomplete lines and
A cut loose desire.
Off my cloudy mind
It just might rain.
Time to harvest some
Words into a verses.
07 September 2019
Spontaneity
Sometimes
It's too much.
Legs given up,
Mind suspended.
Ache in the heart.
And crazy intestine.
Shutting your own-self
From yourself.
You just lie dead
On your empty mind.
Yet, a thought,
Pokes out of
Your rigid walls.
Fires-up itself,
Takes a ride with
The crazy wind.
Soaks in night,
Grows wings to fly high.
Basks in the starlight
And when it's back-
Walls down,
Infected with a verse,
You're all filled up.
Really!
Too much for a day.
18 August 2019
The Poem I Am
An unfinished poem
Is a hungry,
Restless beast,
On a hunting spree,
For right words.
The finished one
Is a calm
Composed bird.
The one that makes
Heart as light as
A humble feather.
I wonder if I am
Either. Neither.
Or both.
24 July 2019
Butterfly Effect
The sky coughed
A roar.
Frightened clouds
Cried rains.
And the plants
Giggled a bloom.
The birds to
Sing a joyous song,
The son of a man
Surprised himself
With a poem.
15 June 2019
Unsaid. Unheard.
I've questions
I don't wanna ask.
Answers she might
Not wanna know.
So I sit here locking
Things in metaphors.
Knitting wings to
My words.
So that they can
Linger around and
Can never be
Unsaid or unheard.
09 June 2019
Apocalypse
Sealed the mouths.
Pens snatched.
Papers seized.
All the poets were
Surrounded and
Burnt to death.
A metaphor was
Born out of the
Ashes.
It radiated poems.
Like it was a
Radioactive decay.
Gags removed,
Chains melted.
Free thoughts
Survived.
The rest couldn't
Breath the clean air.
It was too toxic.
08 June 2019
Verbal Carnage
Through the darkness,
I stare at the ceiling.
It can't get any emptier.
And the silence spreads.
Smothers my mind
With a blank paper.
A blinding white.
A lonely echo from
Around the corner says,
Darling, you don't need
A pen to carve
Your words tonight.
I'll just make you bleed.
And this carnage
Goes on very night.
And you my friend,
If you ever fall short
Of words, come. Collect.
There's enough
Bloodshed.
07 April 2019
Debt
I'm an
Indebted poet.
And you're my
Greatest lender.
Right?
For the words I've
Borrowed and the
Metaphoric loans
You've availed-
The stories I make
And the poems I write.
Are just the
Interest payments.
21 March 2019
Quench the Unsung
A rhymeless poem,
A wandering tramp.
A stray thought in
An empty mind.
You came in;
Showed a dream.
Wrote a song.
And Pfff! Gone like
A cut lose kite.
Now a stage set,
Guitar is tuned.
My feelings are ripe..
Ahh! In here, It's a
Rampage of desire.
Ye! The angel from
The lands, unexpected.
Stop haunting me
Like an unexpressed
Grief.
Come over for a while,
Give me a sign.
Poke the guitar,
Sing a song,
To quench the unsung.
19 March 2019
The Unsung
Thoughts are
Running wild
To fall into words.
And I'm tired of
Becoming just
Another verse again.
I want someone
To come, to
Usher some rains.
Not to write,
But to sing.
I want to dance.
I'm tired of
The unsung.
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