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Nov 12, 2018
The Point
Sometimes I think what’s the point of writing, When it is not going to be read by the one for whom it’s written, What is the point of the...
Nov 11, 2018
The City Or Me?
I don’t know who misses you the most, The city or me? The city shows me your name in every nook, I show the poem I’d scapred there...
Nov 10, 2018
People Have Stopped Reading My Poems
I guess people are scared, To read what I write about them. That’s why when they know me, They stop reading the poems. They’re scared to...
Nov 3, 2018
Reality Hurts
When truth strikes, When words bite, When facts objectify, When time subsides, When memories reconcile, Reality hurts. Image. #writing...
Nov 2, 2018
Vague Wondering
You’re in the middle of some important work while listening to songs which shouldn’t remind you of him. At least, not in the middle of...
Oct 3, 2018
Another Poem
There are enough poems written for you, About your innocence, And my heartbreaks, Let’s add another one here, Dealing conversations in...
Sep 26, 2018
Lost Words
Sometimes words are lost. Lost in conversations which never happened. Lost with the people who never came back. Lost with the letters...
Sep 9, 2018
Warnings
Maintain safe distance because if you bump into him then the damages would be in the form of heartbreak. (Yours not his) Do not honk...
Aug 31, 2018
Excerpt From An Open Letter To Myself
… you’ve come a long way from those heartbreaks. You’ve mended your heart so many times now that it just doesn’t seem yours now. It feels...
Aug 14, 2018
Memoir of Places and People
I keep going back to places, Where meetings were light, Long walks while holding hands, In the nooks of the night. Whispering jokes, That...
Jul 26, 2018
Evenings and Days
There’s nothing one can do, If you are tired of being you, Waiting in the evenings, For the stars to shine and blink. The songs by your...
Jul 21, 2018
Fries Before Guys
Cheese and sauce, His loss. Fries and poppers, Girl hoppers. If pizza is bae, You don’t know how to slay. Cheese and sauce, His loss....