Twelve months have gone by like a whirlwind. And I am not talking about a calendar year. Twelve months going back from this day. All of a sudden life just took off with a bang and since then its been like riding a tiger, with no way of getting off. Even If I managed, the … Continue reading Quiet Resignation
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Nightmare
My eyes, closed Hoping to let go of reality And enter the realm of sleep To be seduced by a dream But alas My last thought is you You entwined with another As I watch in complete horror Watching through this cage Rattling these bars violently I cry and scream Hoping against hope for this … Continue reading Nightmare
Awaken
Under the shadow of death I have cried for many moons And seen the darkness in the night Falling prey to its monsters The insipid illusion of love Taking over my senses Making me useless In the face of my demons Death knocking on my door Relishing the idea of another soul Another one fooled … Continue reading Awaken
Pride
As I progress and keep pushing myself harder to attain a higher form of myself, I realize that I have to keep raising my standards, with respect to, people and my own actions. One of the toughest challenges is to define the fine line between ego and a cold calculative response, which is surprising, for … Continue reading Pride
The Yellow Pill
The colours of life Surrounding me For the red of love and the red of blood My eyes see passion But my mind is numb My ears hear affection But my soul is incapacitated A stoned effect Looks over my shoulder Causing me to feel nothing Nor feel my emotions The broken heart Tries to … Continue reading The Yellow Pill
Antidepressant
I never knew that my destiny involved a tryst with antidepressants! Yes, Dear Reader, I have finally taken the plunge. A plunge which is even today deeply criticised and looked down upon as a weakness. Can't really come back from that. Yes, I am weak, and I have no shame in admitting it. The above statement is … Continue reading Antidepressant
Me
Whatever said and done, we always strive to be someone else. Always creating avatars so as to resemble the "perfections", the world has to offer. The "perfections" who hack into our perception for there are supposedly unsaid rules of what is right and what is wrong, what is fair and what isn't, what is accepted … Continue reading Me
A Tribute to Myself 