In My Dreams

“This place is a dream. Only a sleeper considers it real. Then death comes like dawn, and you wake up laughing at what you thought was your grief.” – Rumi

A Silent Sound

From the depths of the ocean, a shriek rises Above the waves it climbs with a crazy pace And fills the air with a deafening sound But it’s a noise my ears can’t hear For it hits like silence on me and Leaves me numb to the core…

Girl Under The Blue Umbrella

Oh the sun shines bright today Who’ll save me from the burn? I’ll get my blue umbrella Oh the wind goes wild today Who’ll save my hair from tangles? I’ll get my blue umbrella Oh the clouds are crying today Who’ll save me from the cold? I’ll get my blue umbrella Oh it is so…

Letting Go

“Anyway, it doesn’t matter how much, how often, or how closely you keep an eye on things because you can’t control it. Sometimes things and people just go. Just like that.” ― Cecelia Ahern

With A Click

“A woman can’t do this job, it just isn’t a woman thing.” “Women look good on the other side.” “Do you even know how to handle that thing?” So many insults came her way. With each rejection her resolve got stronger. Her fight against the society got fierce. She wasn’t playing the “feminist” here but…

Dying Strong

What does death feel like? The moment you breathe your last, what is it like? Maybe I’ll be suffocated and strangled. Pushing to be saved! Gasping for every breath that might be my last! But what happens when I am way over that point? When life seems hazy and blurry, a distant memory I once…

Stepping In Hellfire

Her eyes are red balls of fire And yours reek of lusty desire For she is beauty in your ugly shire That has slowly reduced to a mire Why blame your thirst on her attire? It’s your salacity and urge to sire Why else did you get her for hire? She’s a woman not a…

On The Brink

My insides are gnawing at me I have scratches on my soul The inner mesh that filters dirt Is giving up fast and now I feel dirty to the very core Rubbing and scrubbing isn’t helping My bruises pain but don’t bleed An empty pain surrounds me Nothing to blame on This feeling lingers for…

Masked Truth

What do you see when you look at her? She’s a mean, rude girl who does not give a damn about the world. That’s a front she holds on for dear life because the truth is far uglier. Her evil smirk covers her caring eyes and the mean laugh is practiced to hide away her…

The Worst Suffering

“Waiting is painful. Forgetting is painful. But not knowing which to do is the worst kind of suffering.“ ~Paulo Coelho~

The Pink Question

Dear diary, It is the 8th day of March, the third month of 2019. It could be like any other day but it is not, something is special. I came across 26 odd posts about how the society is making space for women. About men giving equal rights to women. About the society changing their…

Baggage

So here I pack my bag and leave you Leave you behind me and move on Move on to a land of my dreams My dreams that once revolved around you! Around you I feel suffocated and betrayed Betrayed is what I felt the fateful day The day it all rolled out in front of…