Those little feet, big hair, Mamma’s princess, Daddy’s only heir. “She’ll become a prodigy” Sharp eyes, tiny ears; see, she picked the pen, Prophecy it seems, Little head burdened with their big dreams. * The little princess fell sick, She wouldn’t move, she couldn’t speak. Sleepless nights spent by Mum, Deranged, frightened and the lovers [...]
“Life gives us too many choices my dear, thus so many opportunities to make the wrong ones, I made a wrong choice, you can blame me for that, after all these years, I have realized that no one can live a life filled with regrets, I’ve been living with an empty space in my heart,” [...]
The momentum - solemn stillness holds, Lifting up my spirits, high, High above the blue sky; in form of rays from the Sun, It shimmers like a thousand fireflies, Up, high above the sky. I hear the sound of solitude, ringing into my ears; Telling me the tales of love, Almost impossible to recognize my [...]
I’ve lived my life around waves, Yet I’ll drown in them. I’ve learned to love around waves, Yet I can’t trust them. See, how they break their ways on the shore, Like my heart on the mend. Their calmness haunts me till this day And I get shivers due to their roars. Waves tell me [...]
Broken pieces left here and there, Brittle mind of yours without a care. The paper stating our fate is now torn, You might be glad but I'm the one to mourn. Flashbacks, I keep getting them day and night, Printed, now forgotten memories in Black and White, I hold them near to my heart, Moments [...]
"Why do I need to grow old" My little self asked the gray-haired man. "So that you can be strong, Do what everyone else can." Have you done much? "As much as I could, if only, I could hold time..." Why can we not? "So that moonbeams can caress you every night, And the Sun [...]
Have only felt pain, Is there any justice left? Selfishness is all I've seen. This World is not 'just'. Built upon lust and not trust. Gold buys you home and a mask.
Listen to the Spoken Word version of this poem *** We don’t wake up to start a new day anymore, We wake up to go back to bed, again. We don’t remember which day it is anymore, We are slowly losing the concept of time. We’re imprisoned in our own homes, We’re captive of our [...]
Listen to the Spoken Word version of this poem *** “Hi there, beautiful! You’re gorgeous” Thank you, I know! But, can we move past that? Could you please tell me that I have a beautiful smile, I have a mole in my eye. Did you notice that my ears are quite small? “You have an [...]
In the Realm of the Unnamed Belle 