A cigarette in hand, pen in another. A love which was lost, left it’s scars behind. Tears flowing down, as softly as the ink flows down the page. Sitting in an empty room with a burning candle. Surrounded by shadows and ghosts from the past. These bones are now worn out from carrying the burden of this fatuous existence. There’s silence, chaos and violence but it’s all locked within. Caged like the heart. This soul is riven in pieces. It’s slowly closing it’s lifeless eyes in the arms of desolation. Slowly losing itself in the mist of time.
I don’t want any part of your world Just let me have some of my own Let me decorate it with happiness And water the roses I’ve grown Leave my little world alone Don’t corrupt it with your hatred Don’t touch it with your sinful hands, it’s sacred Your world for me was so dreadful It killed my heart, so I got separated And created this peaceful palace Where I can shed my layers and walk naked Here I don’t need to hide from judgemental eyes Here, there’s only purity and no whirlpool of lies Here there’s pink skies and the rainbow shines Radiant horizon and even brighter smiles Kindness lives freely and honesty never dies There’s no caste, no creed, no rich or poor Here everyone lives in harmony There’s no hate, no jealously, no harshness or cruelty Just a breeze of peacefulness and serenity Here everyone’s an artist in their heart Spreading joy is their one true purpose Everyone appreciates each other genuinely And nobody is treated as worthless I know this world isn’t real It’s just a world of my make-believe But I like staying here in this fairytale Even if it’s all just a hopeless dream.
I don’t like talking sometimes. Like not speaking anything at all. Quiet like a tree when the breeze is still. Quiet like a mannequin in a showroom. The silence feels peaceful. Silence outside, and within. Mind at rest from constantly forming words, from bursting out ideas, at rest from all the good-humoured, nonchalant, anxious, heartbreaking or heartfelt conversations. At rest from just thinking too much.
I don’t like talking sometimes. It feels peaceful. It’s like blending into your surroundings. Some parts dissolving in the walls, some in the ceiling, some floating with the clouds above and some drowning in depths of the lake. It’s like being present but disappearing at the same time. Quietly submerging in tranquility. Just letting the tongue sleep and the calmness sedate me. I believe if silence was a language, then it would be the most delightfully captivating.
I don’t know how this will go I’ve never written a poem like this before A poem on friendship, a poem for friends I’ve never really had friends as pure as raindrops before Only a few clouds who went along with time Friends that were never really mine I was the world’s lonely child Sleepless nights, at nights I cried The love for wanting to be loved died Beside, who need friends? Such a lie I told myself But my chest ached for a true friend Hand me a hand or hand me my end Until one day the sun shined I saw the rainbow, I was no longer blind There were four beautiful colours Smiling such a pretty smile I felt life glowing in me for a while From that day till now I swear It feels like a dream or a movie Moments sweeter than cotton candies Memories prettier than the rarest black rose Memories I’ll always hold close I wish time just froze And we could just get stuck in this moment for eternity Wish we could hold hands and walk through parks till infinity I use to wake up wanting the day to end Now I wake up wishing the day never ends From hi, hello, handshakes, okay bye To sharing tiffins, to hugs, to never wanting to say goodbye My skies just brightens when you all call me such nice things Things I would smile upon all day, Things that make the hurt go away Too many feelings, I even lack the words to say I won’t even open my eyes, if I don’t see you all everyday I don’t need Gods to pray, If there are angels in my life to stay I know there are hands to hold me To catch me if I fall I promise I’ll be there for you All it takes is just one call I don’t need friendship day or Valentines To tell how much I love you all These words are all I have, but even they can’t describe my love That’s how much I love you all.
“I haven’t seen you in a while,” he said looking in her eyes.
“Yeah, last few days have been crazy. There was a friend’s birthday party, then we had a sleepover. Got drunk and slept for like 20 hours,” she said excitedly, delving into nostalgia already.
William smiled along. “Sounds great.”
“What have you been upto?” Lisa asked while they sat on the park bench. Their usual meeting place.
“Ah, nothing much,” he replied hesitantly, knowing how utterly boring he must sound. “Just watched some movies and wrote as usual.”
“I wanna hear it,” Lisa said.
William looked down. “Na it’s just rubbish. It’s not even the final draft. Forget it”
“C’mon William, you know I’m a fan of your poetry.”
He hesitated a bit. “Alright,” he said while taking out a diary from his backpack which he carried around everywhere. An odd yet old habit. “Here it goes..”
“From sunrise till twilight Eyes wide awake, searching for the sight The sight of her, a dream of love A smile as pure as a drop of rain from above Sent into my world At times she doesn’t feel real Just a figment of my words But then she meets me in the garden Amidst the falling leaves and the gentle breeze A beautiful bond like Adam and Eve Time just freeze when I’m with her Wishing the moment never wither So we could stay there till infinity Covered in sunlight and white lilies Gently forgetting ourselves in each other Like two pretty shades of radiant colours Painting the marvelous horizon But the day ends and she walks back In her own little world And all my little heart can do Is wait and ache, and wait and ache With eyes wide awake searching for her sight From sunrise till twilight.”
Lisa sighed with amazement. “This is beyond incredible. I love it.”
“So who’s this girl, huh?” Lisa asked jokingly. “I know it’s definitely for someone. “
“No, it’s not. It’s just romantic imagination you know..and I won’t tell you anyway,” he said, mocking her back.
“Fine, don’t tell me,” Lisa said rolling her eyes. “Well, whoever she is, she sounds gorgeous.”
We don’t always get what we deserve Life isn’t a straight road, it’s full of curves But it doesn’t mean you have to drink the chaos And let the venom run through your nerves There’s always a yin to a yang There’s always light to conquer the darkness Always a choice to open the door to negativity Or let it stand outside in the winter coldness Our mindset affect our actions Our actions affect our emotions If we correct our mindset first Only then we can heal what’s broken Don’t let your dark thoughts manipulate you Into projecting fears that aren’t even true Stop doubting your own skills and strength And wishing to turn into something entirely new Rather work on yourself and build courage To accept your flaws and imperfections That’s when you’ll improve your perception That’s when you’ll move in a better direction Surround yourself with good people Love them with all your heart And don’t hesitate to tell the toxic ones to move apart All they’ll do is stand in your way like a wall and wish for your downfall Your uniqueness is your power Your individuality is your strength Express kindness and acceptance And make a better world with your presence.