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Soaked in the color of the beloved
I was in search of the colors of life Saw the color of pain on the one side It shone brightly with its own angst Visible with all its brazenness Piercing like jagged lines of glass And tearing apart The timelines of present reality On the other end of the spectrum Was the color of joy Shy in its own modest way Reveling in the shadows And in being secretive Visible only to the innards of space In...
Read MorePain that etches me
It is my pain That etches my soul One bit at a time On the canvas of life I am strewn across As a muddled mass of blood and bone On the mattress of guilt I lay bare To the naked eyes of the world Exposed of my innards I seek shelter In the arms of my beloved Arms that broke as soon as they were cast Cast in the smell of longing In the dust and heat of the summer I am etched By not love or...
Read MoreWithin Molly
I seldom write of love For I have gone through the cycles Of ecstasy, pain and longing The streets of everyday life Filled with commotion And banalities that take you edge Everyday life with its simplicity Plays with you The reprieve from the inane Seems to reside in eyes of the beloved In the mischief they hold As if they hold some secret to life In the dark corners of loneliness Reside the...
Read MoreProstitute of words
I am the prostitute of words For I wait For the words to enter me And penetrate me I bleed in their wait And once they have touched me I exhale the breath of relief For I know My thirst has been quenched My lust has been satisfied And I can sleep with the peace Of having made love with my muse My muse which lives in the form of words Words which stand for no tangibles But for the intangible...
Read MoreBlast from the past: We Were
I was a cheesy ‘struck in the muddle of love-poetry’ types poet once. This was way back in 2007/08. This poem belongs to that era. Please take it as a comic attempt at poetry. This poem is from that era. We Were We were sailing, I was sailing, She was sailing, We were sailing together, I was sailing alone, She was sailing alone… We were riding, I was riding, She was riding, We were...
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