The Things We Hide…

Secrets as dark as the night,Regretful pasts locked in their cages and trying to take flight.Hopelessness trapped away from everybody,Just like the dark side of the moon,Our dark side nobody can see.Cowardice cloaked by a thin veil,While some others have blood red courage hidden beneath.A tender heart,Covered in steel.Memories that age,Like the dried autumn leaves.HappinessContinue reading “The Things We Hide…”

Cliff…

Look at the purple sky,The streaks of orange,Clouds passing by.Standing at the precipice,Staring at the rock bottom,I don’t dare look at the beauty,Too scared to shatter my thoughts,I don’t look above me.That’s what we miss,When we think about falling.We miss vibrancy,When you’re too busy to wonder,About how you’re alive,Too lost for the vast sky.Too selfContinue reading “Cliff…”

Books and infinite loyalty…

Ahhh books, to be among them can be compared to simple bliss such as walking through wet grass, and breathing the pleasant scent of moist earth.Both of them, give me the same pleasure and joy. Books can certainly be called friends, the best kind actually. In my book- Keya relationship, I’m the listener. As itContinue reading “Books and infinite loyalty…”

New opportunities…

So, some children in my school have started this new initiative. They’ve started a newspaper. And, when I first heard of it, “yay!!” Were the first words to enter my mind.I tried to get all the information about the newspaper, one thing led to another and I ended up giving a few of my poemsContinue reading “New opportunities…”

Path.

So many people,Choose to walk the same path.It feels so ethereal,That the same thought,Crossed so many minds.So many humans,So alike.I want to break the chain,And make my own way.From this fragile mindset,I want to run away.All paths lead to Rome,Is what they say.That can’t be true,I’ll prove it myself.Far away cries,That call me to thatContinue reading “Path.”

Dreams

They wander in your head,Like lost hopes filled with dread.Broken dreams shatter like glass,You can see your reflection,Crumbled in half.When things seem bleak,They come in the forms of nightmares.Ain’t I in enough misery?That these painful dreams haunt me in flares.Some, they lightly burn.But others they painfully ignite.Bringing up that one thought,You try to push downContinue reading “Dreams”