The Underdog’s Fight Song

I see a wounded underdog cry at night
For his traumas scream in his sleep.
If only you could witness his nightmares take flight
Perhaps you’d join him for a weep.

His demons like crouched tigers corner him in the dark
& the silent suffer, has his back against the wall.
His fears rage a storm in his heart
As he breaks, his soul begins to crumble & fall.

The endless expectations crush his shoulder
As failure rapes his confidence from within.
The madness of the moment rattles his composure
While his insecurities slither wildly underneath his skin.

Victimized by his fiendish fate’s violence
He lays vulnerably, in a pool of bloody memories & tears.
Yet the underdog licks his wounds in silence
With an earnest urge to conquer his fears.

His head bleeds but remains unbowed
As he slowly crawls up back on his feet.
With a spirit of redemption, he roars aloud
For the underdog knows, he wasn’t born to accept defeat.

His scars bleed songs of glory
As a metamorphosis is palpably visible in his eyes.
Perhaps someday, people will know his story
But for now, the warrior in him begins to rise.

The serendipity of this agony seems surreal
While towards a war, his pride makes him march on.
Against his demons, he may bleed, but he’ll never kneel
Because till his last breath, he’ll sing his fight song.


Note: There have been countless instances when I’ve had my back to the wall & the odds were stacked against me while I constantly found myself trying to justify & rediscover my true capabilities in life as an underdog. This poem is dedicated to everyone who at some point in their lives felt like an underdog. As an underdog we sometimes fail, the level of expectations of other loved ones seems unreal & we are often plagued by our fears but it’s precisely at this juncture that I want you to believe in your potential even when things don’t seem right. Please always take a stand to protect your pride, honor & dreams because “I failed” is more honorable than “I quit”. Hail & embrace the determination of the underdog that breathes with you! ❤ 

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Maa, Do You Remember?

You nurtured me in your womb
& till this day you keep me in your heart.
Though most of the times I stay in my room
But our intertwined heartbeats, shall never part.

Today, before the crack of dawn
I want to say how much I care.
Sitting in my room for you I wrote this song
Hoping some old memories together we can share.

Maa, do you remember? How lullabies, you used to sing
& upon hearing them, how I used to rejoice?
Even with limited resources, you made me feel like a king
Whenever you blessed me with your priceless voice.

Maa, do you remember? How you used to hold my hand
& how I used to see the emotions in your eye?
For even as a kid I used to understand
Your silent pain, whenever a dream of yours used to die.

Maa, do you remember? A random depressing night?
When we were haunted by our nightmares?
You used to say everything’s going to be alright
While you mentioned my name in all your prayers.

Perhaps you’d forgotten all this being so selflessly true
While walking on broken glass, as life’s been hostile.
But Maa, I’ll never forget all that you’ve been through
& now I just want to see you, always smile.

Note: As the wheel of time carelessly moves on, mothers often forget their acts of kindness towards their kids… They don’t aspire a batch of honor… the smile of their child means the world to them, but I feel we should address & be grateful to our mothers, for all that they’ve done for us. I know for a fact that I will never be capable of repaying her for all that she has done for me, but I wrote this poem to express, appreciate & acknowledge the divinity of her selfless love towards me. Happy Mother’s Day to mothers across the globe. ❤      


The strongest warrior isn’t a people who carries dreadful weapons… The strongest warrior, is a mother who is determined to sustain & protect the smile of her child. That’s how my mother protected me when I was born. 

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She Loves Broken Things

As the moon malevolently beams
My nightmares blossom like roses during springs.
But tonight, I hope to meet her in my dreams
For, I’ve heard, she loves broken things.

I’ve heard, in her eyes burn countless constellations
While that winged seraph plays her harp’s strings.
Hopefully, she’ll quell my horror laden hallucinations
For, I’ve heard, she loves broken things.

I’ve heard, her voice calms the restless oceans
& she out carols all the nightingales when she sings.
Perhaps with a lullaby, she’ll soothe my raging emotions
For, I’ve heard, she loves broken things.

I’ve heard, with her humble divine grace
She wraps dysfunctional tragedies in her wings.
Perhaps she’ll wipe the tears too, from my face
For, I’ve heard, she loves broken things.

I’m broken but I consider myself blessed
For some ruins, hold treasures more than the wealthiest of kings
& I’ll outpour my hidden treasures on her heavenly breast
For, I’ve heard, she loves broken things.

To satisfy her abstract compassionate art
With my last breath, I surrender somethings.
I give her my shattered soul, my broken heart;
& perhaps with love, she’ll mend those broken things.

Note: At various junctures of life I’ve often felt ruined beyond repair, this poem is dedicated to people who have often felt broken due to various reasons in their life. In this poem, ‘Broken Things’ is a metaphor for emotionally broken people. Just like mystic treasures are often hidden in ruins similarly divine emotions are hidden within broken people, & if you value a broken person he/she will subliminally pour out his/her heart for you. So if you ever come across a broken person then don’t be judgmental about their past & don’t mock at their scars. Be compassionate & see their scars as spaces that you can fill with your kindness & understanding. For, there is no greater joy than making a broken person feel complete once again. ❤ 

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Quote: Don’t Cry


Note: As a small kid I had this fear of losing the people I love… Gradually, people left, but that childhood fear didn’t. There were countless instances of people (whom I cared for) chose to abandon me. I guess as they say the saddest thing about such betrayals is that they never come from an enemy. Being wrapped in such emotional insecurities, I realized the importance of being the prophet of my own happiness. Don’t let your happiness be dependent on someone else & don’t shed tears for someone who destroyed the sparkle of your smile. Never compromise on your lovely smile because of anyone or anything. You do matter! ❤   

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I Wish…

Behind the comfort of my locked door
Tonight, your memory sparkles in my tears.
The agony of your absence, I can’t handle anymore
As I helplessly drown in my fears.

None of your haunting horrors, you had revealed
None of your nightmares, you shared.
Behind fake smiles, countless tears were concealed
Perhaps as you felt no one truly cared.

You quietly suffered maintaining your composure
& often walked alone, the depressing long mile.
I wish… I could’ve taken the load off your shoulder
& walked with you, to hopefully see you smile.

You selflessly sacrificed yourself in life’s battlefield
As you protected me from every sadness.
I wish… I could’ve been your shield
That saved you from all that madness.

Fangs of regret now pierce my neck
As vividly the visions appear of that depressing day
Vulnerably, I shrink like an emotional wreck
Recalling these words to you, that I couldn’t say.

I try to help others, believe me, dad I try
& I think of you, whenever my heart cries.
But I’ve immortalized you in my soul’s inward eye
So carrying your legacy, like a phoenix, now I rise.

Beyond the tangents of time & space
Someday, somewhere, I shall meet you.
I wish… to wipe your tears from your face
As together we’ll smile, while life shall blossom anew.


Notepad: As a child, when I was sitting on my dad’s back I truly felt like the king of the world & that nothing could ever harm me. Such was the charisma of my dad, he didn’t give dreamy illusions; instead, with his limited resources he quietly was the architect of my dreams. Despite our financial crisis, he ensured that there wasn’t a single thing on which I felt deprived of. He was not just my dad, he was my guardian angel. Almost 6 years ago he was terminally ill with lung cancer, seeing him vomit blood on his death-bed made me feel helpless. I wish… I could have done more to save my guardian angel. It’s this regret, that’s like a tormenting trauma that always dwells within me. Yet carrying on with his legacy, I try to help others around me, in whatever way I possibly can. I try to be a guardian angel for others, with the intent that perhaps someday if I ever meet him he’ll see me more than just a man whose hollowed by his regret & his emotional trauma. I’m not perfect like you, but I try to make you proud & smile. Happy Birthday, Dad! With every heartbeat I miss you. 

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Quote: Wings


Note: “It matters not how strait the gate how charged with punishments the scroll, I am the master of my fate: I am the captain of my soul” – from Invictus. We may not be in a position to control a hostile situation but we certainly are in control of the way we respond to that adversity. So in such tough times, I urge my readers to not lose hope & continue to generate positive thoughts. We all are born to fly like the eagles in our own skies of happiness, so why do you choose to crawl into a spell of negative vibes. So spread your wings & conquer your fears. For me personally April ushers in a lot of melancholic memories (some of the upcoming poems may be a bit sad)… I too will try to implement this notion, as I’ll try to decorate my sadness in the form of poetry to delight you, folks. Here & now we are infinite! ❤    

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Dear Corona

Dear Corona,

I hear news about you every night
& honestly, you make my bladder tremble with fright.
You were made in China perhaps that gave you the birth-right
To export yourself across the globe in broad daylight.

The scenes at hospitals are a dreadful sight
Where against you doctors fight with all their might.
Corona, you don’t care about your preys’ plight
& because of you, I had to cancel my flight.

About you, news reporters continue to hysterically scream
They increase your fear to an unimaginable extreme.
Now as the moonlight begins to beam
In my mind’s inward eye, I weave a dream.

Though like Lady Macbeth we wash our hands every day
Because of you, we may have gone astray.
Things may seem immensely depressing & grey
But together, through this narrow passage, we’ll find a way.

As a monster people have empearled you inside their heads
& uniting together, our social differences we’ve shed.
We are at war, quarantined in our homes, laying in our beds
Soon you’ll crumble bleeding, broken & dead.

So dressed in my pajamas I wrote this playful song
For the night is darkest just before the dawn.
A rainbow shall shine & impale your dreary storm
Because I’ve heard Chinese products don’t last for too long.


Note: Just to make myself clear I do not possess any kind of racist hate towards China in any way. The sole purpose of this poem is to emphasize that regardless of our social, cultural or financial differences we are in this war against Corona together. The best way to handle this situation is realizing the importance of social distancing & by understanding the value of being at your home. Together we can & together we will conquer this menacing beast. This poem intends to spread positive vibes & smiles, hope you and your family are perfectly alright. Keep safe, keep smiling! 🙂 ❤

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The Emotional Enigma

On the broken glass, his hopes walk
As another nightmare torments his weary brain.
But about his agony, he chooses not to talk
As he knows crying won’t decrease his pain.

There was a time when he was full of life
In his eyes there used to dribble silk woven dreams.
However, he was abandoned amidst fate’s unforgiving strife
& now his mind silently bleeds with a million screams.

But the eagle that conquers the skies
Doesn’t fear to rest on some fragile trees.
For on its wings the magisterial beast relies
& doesn’t bow in front of the life’s stormy breeze.

It matters not what’s his circumstance
Or what verdict is scribbled for him on the scroll.
Alone in darkness with his demons, he’s destined to dance
But no heavenly star burns brighter than his soul.

With his words that swell up with emotions
He stirs his aspirations that his heart has impearled.
& with his thoughts that are deeper than all oceans
In his mind’s inward eye he creates his own world.

The emotional enigma playfully begins to smirk
As not many know what the f*** he’s been through.
He’s heard by many when he goes berserk
But sadly, he’s truly understood only by few.


Note: This poem is dedicated to the people who have often found it easier to project a fake smile rather than express the true magnitude of their sorrow. Though this world isn’t meant for such beautiful selfless individuals & I know how sometimes others can’t appreciate the strength of your character… But please see yourself as the eagle that has its faith on its wings ( your capabilities) rather than the durability of the branch upon which it rests ( your situation). I urge my readers to be understanding & compassionate towards such silent warriors who often feel abandoned & lost even when they are surrounded by others around them. Every life is valuable & even a small act of kindness can create a massive positive change in someone else’s life. ❤ 

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Gratitude: Open Letter

Being a loner in real life, 4 years ago when I first started the blog I had never imagined in any of my wildest dreams that I’d be able to delight so many people with my rhymes. Reaching 1.5k followers is something that I had never imagined for myself.
The foundation of this blog was laid due to the emotional turmoil that raged within me. Nothing is worse than being surrounded by people who make you feel alone & I often feel lost amidst large crowds. There are times when I can’t say the things that trouble me but I’ve always found it easier to write about them. Initially, I had a very cynical approach to writing as I wanted my nightmares to haunt my readers. I wanted to express the horror of the countless traumas that emotionally impaled me. I wanted the people to realize that depression & anxiety aren’t always just screams & tears… Sometimes it’s the quietest people who contain within them loudest laments.
However, despite my emotional vulnerabilities you always accepted my darkness with open arms. You inspired & instilled the light of compassion within me. Gradually as I realized that my words were relatable to you it changed me as a human being & as a writer. For I no longer wanted to haunt people, I began to decorate my darkness with the sole desire to give hope to someone who was/is going through a similar depressing phase of life. You kissed my scars, filled me with love, gave wings my poetic thoughts… Most importantly at the unpredictable junctures of my life when I was plagued with uncertainly you also held my hand and frivolously danced with my demons. You believed in me when I doubted my own capabilities. Your love has always exceeded my expectations & I really hope that I can live up to the faith that you have so generously blessed me with. When life gave me 1000 reasons to cry, you gave me more than 1500 reasons to smile & in the process you’ve taught me the true meaning of compassion. It’s the light of your love that breathes life into my poems.
Lastly, I’m a human being & I have my share of flaws so I humbly apologize if I or my words ever disappointed or disturbed you in any way. With my every heartbeat & with my every rhyme I thank you for your unconditional benevolence towards a person like me.

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Note: A big thank you to all those who made this blog what it is today, please find below the pictures of the special individuals who have immensely supported me in this incredible blogging journey. There are so many individuals whose pictures I wish I could have added in the collage but unfortunately, I wasn’t able to reach out to them / get their pictures on time. But I carry them in my heart & each one of you is irreplaceable in your own unique way. ❤

Inspiration Of My Rhyme

Behind closed doors when the pale moonlight beams
Alone she fights her destiny’s diabolical schemes.
The silent sufferer values others more than her own dreams
& for them, she pushes herself to unimaginable extremes.

None hears the lament of her silent cries
None sees the ocean of hidden tears in her eyes.
Perhaps about her torment, none could realize
Because she smiles even when her aching soul helplessly dies.

Though on her scars none applies a healing lotion
Her compassion towards others is still deeper than any endless ocean.
She understands everyone’s unexpressed melancholic emotion
For she is a healing angel in godly motion.

Everyday life gives her a tormenting token
Yet about her sufferings, not a word she’s ever spoken.
As the warrior in her now gets awoken
She roars unbowed, unbent, unbroken!

Each day for her is a new fight
Yet she outgrows her nightmares day & night.
For the fortitude of her soul burns blissfully bright
& amidst my darkness, I see her as my guiding light.

As the moon blushes & the stars shine
Hopefully, she’ll fathom my love reading the last line.
& in her mind’s inward eye her broken dreams she’ll re-design
Realizing that she’s the seraphic inspiration of my every rhyme.



Note: Women contain a lot of emotions within themselves & I’ve always seen them as angels of unconditional love & mercy. This poem is dedicated to all the incredible females who have emotionally supported me at different levels be it as a mother, sisters, family, mentors, colleagues & friends. Thank you for always raising me up, to more than I could ever be & you all truly are the real inspiration to my rhymes. ❤

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The Girl Who Broke My Heart

The first note of our aria had a sublime rhyme
& every verse seemed enchantingly pure.
Yet sadly our symphony got corrupted with time
As life’s vicious vicissitudes it couldn’t endure.

I recall how in the sacred temple of my soul
You were the Aphrodite from my sweetest dream.
For you completed me, you made me whole
As you quenched my thirst flowing like a stream.

Your arms were my castle of comfort that kept me warm
While your glorious promises made my heart yearn.
Yet you left me cold amidst my life’s storm
& my demons witnessed my soul burn.

Perhaps I wasn’t worthy of a goddess like you
I think this while my fears from others I hide.
For no mortal can dream what I’ve been through
As poetically I decorate my nightmares with pride.

Darling, you filled me with love & left me incomplete
But being ruined this way, I have no hate.
For the outcome destroyed me but our memories are sweet
& that in my heart I shall always piously celebrate.

Hope you find someone who values for who you are
I wish you well I have nothing to complain.
May you shine in someone’s sky like a star
& perhaps in a different form, we might meet again.

My heart will always see you as a goddess
Because you are a blooming form of mystic art.
Yet my mind will always beg me to be cautious
For you are the girl who broke my heart.


Note: Post valentines day I got a text from my ex (I’m not going to reveal her identity)  stating that she was missing me & was going through my blog post. She wanted to get back with me… at that time a whirlpool of emotions raged within me & I thought of writing a poem about it. This one is dedicated to my ex, sadly we weren’t meant to be together. There are no ill-feelings or hate in my heart for her & I still respect her… Although I know we can’t be back to the way we were but from the bottom of my heart, I sincerely hope that she gets nothing but the best in her life. 

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Blind — Starling

What is love, When you can’t see it? Presence, I replied. The assurance That you’d always Be there by my side. Dancing to his heartbeat I felt his every breath As he swept me off my feet Love is strength, I said. Leaning in He whispered, Go on, go on I felt his skin Begin […]

A few months ago I quit writing I was in a very dark phase but you gave me a second chance. You believed in me, even when I had lost faith in my capabilities. It was you who made me rediscover myself I humbly request you to please show the same kind of love & support (that you had shared towards me) for my friend Sonia. She has made a glorious comeback with this amazing poem. Please give it a read & hence provide her the opportunity to mesmerize her with her magical words. Below is the link to her poem>>>>>

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“Run to the rescue with love & peace will follow.” – River Phoenix (Joaquin Phoenix’s older brother.)


Cornered with the masquerade of a fake smile
Hoping that someone will understand you for a while.
People ignore your insecurities that slither underneath your skin
But you still try your best to fit in.

Some love, some respect you innocently wish to earn
The warm touch of someone’s hand you yearn.
Yet subliminally away from you people turn
& in the flame of your broken dreams you frivolously burn

Surrounded by people who make you feel alone
Your hopeful heart slowly transforms into a stone.
Abandoned in this endless spell of silence
You get enveloped in your mind’s depressing violence.

My dove so why do you burn & bitterly cry
To fit in why do you even try?
Why do you care for what others say?
For you are divine in your own unique way.

Your teary eyes are numb for no valid reason
For every passing moment in itself is a beautiful season.
If ever you feel hostility from our selfish community
Then look within, for within you lies love’s eternity.

You become the prophet of your own delight
Through the darkness discover your inner light.
Strolling alone no matter difficult things may seem
Remember you are beautiful like a poet’s decorated dream.

Perhaps none will fathom your unspoken fears
Perhaps none will wipe your burning tears.
But my precious whenever your heart begins to bleed
Remember you’re the marvelous misfit who is born to lead.

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Note: There are times when we feel lost even when we are surrounded by people. There are occasions when we feel like we don’t belong somewhere. Many times I’ve felt like a misfit… However, today being valentine’s day rather than crying or lamenting I thought of celebrating love by dedicating a poem to the people, who at any point in time may have been ignored, heartbroken or felt like a misfit. My dear, you aren’t a lost star in a universe instead, you are an entire universe blossoming within a star. You are flawless in your own unique way.  ❤   

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She crawls, weary underneath the night skies
As she contains an ocean of tears in her eyes.
Perhaps with time, she has forgotten how to dream
For she’s expected to conceal her every scream.

She grovels as destiny rips her happiness apart
& her shriveled hopes make her bleed in her heart.
Every day she silently dies a new death
While melancholy dribbles in her every breath.

Others can’t comprehend her heart’s mystic treasure
Seeing her helpless, they attain sadistic pleasure.
But she has merely just fallen on her feet
She is scarred, but she hasn’t accepted her defeat.

She weaves a silk cocoon around her wounded skin
Ignoring the naysayers, she ignites a revolution within.
Although her life has been depressing and tragic
But now her soul triggers divine magic.

Her metamorphosis rages like steroids in her veins
She breaks her cocoon’s confining constrains.
Perhaps about her agony, we shall never know
As she evolves, her sufferings, she chooses to outgrow.

The moon blushes & a nightingale melodiously sings
As in the dark, she expands her colorful wings.
As the angel of the night, she emerges out of her shell
& she glides gently sprinkling her seraphic spell.

Life may have smothered her every innocent desire
But nothing could ever extinguish her inner fire.
Inevitably, from a caterpillar, she transformed into a butterfly
For she wasn’t always meant to crawl, she was born to fly.


This poem is inspired by a dear friend of mine, who sadly is going through some emotional turmoil. I further extend this dedication to all the females who may have gone through/ are currently going through an emotional struggle. The situation & the society may have caused agony to you but I sincerely hope my words can encourage you to discover the beautiful butterfly in your heart that yearns to fly. You aren’t meant to helplessly crawl in life forever, you are born to fly. ❤

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The Dreamcatcher

I see the insecurities that stream in your eyes
As your demons sing to you horrifying lullabies.
I hear the lament of your silent cries
When your glorious dream shrinks & dies.

Behind your masquerade of fake smiles, you’ve often bled
While countless dreams crumbled inside your head.
In your weary veins as depression rapidly spread
A fragment of your soul became numb & dead.

Yet when all your dreams were brutally broken
When your nightmares bloomed & the time seemed frozen.
About your pain to none you’ve ever spoken
Regarding your scars, you gave no token.

Perhaps about your sufferings, none would ever have a clue
Perhaps no mortal can comprehend what you’ve been through.
Though life may have battered your spirit black & blue
I give you a dreamcatcher because I care for you.

When all hope may seem to depart
When everything may appear to fall apart,
The dreamcatcher would be your guardian angel in the dark
& it’ll quell the anxiety of your restless heart.

Destiny may conspire diabolical schemes
Things may unfold in unimaginable extremes.
But as long as the moon in the night sky, beams
The dreamcatcher shall protect all your dreams.

The journey of life may seem hostile
But together we’ll conquer every menacing mile.
Perhaps in me, you’ll see a dreamcatcher for a while
For like a dreamcatcher, I’ll always protect your smile.


Apart from the lovely individuals that are there in the collage, this poem is also dedicated to Ameet, Anna, Katherine, Fatimah, Shannie, Rulla, Sana, Jane, Ayesha, Malavika, Kritika, Riya & all my other loving followers.

Note: Last night I was on a call with a dear friend of mine, she asked me what were my resolutions for the new year & I replied, “I’ll try to live up to the expectations of others & protect the dreams of my loved ones.” Sometimes I fail to express how I truly value some people in my life so this poem is an attempt to convey my love & respect for the various people around me. In this poem, the dreamcatcher is a symbol of my heart for my loved ones. With my, every heartbeat I sincerely hope that I’m always capable of protecting your happiness & dreams. Happy new year! May this year you & your family attain everything that you’ve ever aspired for. ❤

Selflessly Yours


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Perhaps Tonight, We Shall Meet

In my sorrow-laden eyes
The pale moonlight gently streams.
Although in darkness my lost soul cries
But perhaps tonight, we shall meet in my dreams.

This melancholic moment seems depressingly wild,
As voices in my head scream amidst the dark.
Frozen, I stand alone like a lost child
While nightmares carelessly bleed inside my heart.

I wish… my unspoken desires I could convey
When you were the fragrance of my rhyme.
Sadly things weren’t destined to blossom this way
Because like seasons, people too change with time.

We’re not seraphs gliding on a plutonium plane,
You’re not god nor am l a blessing from the sky.
We’re humans, who fail to value each other the same
& our endless lakes of solitude makes me cry.

Tears of blood, stream down my face
As on your path, I frivolously let you go.
Dancing in your oblivion my memories you’ll replace
But about my feelings perhaps you’ll never know.

We’ll be worthy of each other in some other world
As the distance between us is wider than it seems.
That’s a hope that my mind has impearled
But perhaps tonight, we shall meet in my dreams.


Note: “If you love someone, set them free. If they come back they’re yours; if they don’t they never were…”. 2019 was a pretty depressing year for me on the emotional front & what was even more depressing was the fact that some of the people whom I thought were close to me… decided to abandon me at the various traumatic turns of life. Some may think I’m an attention-seeking narcissist, but honestly, I’m the kind of person whom the people easily replace with other stuff. Regardless of the outcome of our bond, the memories that we shared were sweet & I carry them in my heart. Perhaps our paths may converge in this journey called life but till then hopefully, I’ll be worthy enough to meet in my most beautiful dreams. Happy New Year in advance to everyone! 🙂  

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The Winter Hymn (Collab with Rulla)

Entranced in darkness, I witness the sunlight depart
While snowflakes descend on my hopes that fall apart.
The devil smiles witnessing this cold fiendish art
As my gloom blooms amidst the winter of my heart.

Rays of regret impart destitute like shooting darts
While light hides behind layers of destiny’s artificial charts.
My hopes contracts and breaks into countless parts
While my demons rape my emotions, riding their cynical carts.

Like a serpent, the frost slithers in my every vein
The unforgiving numbness encircles my searing pain.
Palpable nightmares stream in my frozen brain
Yet I sense a divine fire within me that I still contain.

Engulfed by emptiness, tears stream down from my eye
As with every tangible nightmare a new death I die.
The wild howling winds scream a haunting lullaby
While my heart mirrors, the grey shade of the sky.

Under the grey sky that dribbles like melted sapphire
I roar back to fight, for all that I aspire.
I shed the cobwebs of hibernation, feeling my soul’s fire
As a spiritual metamorphosis begins to transpire.

The melancholic clouds begin to condense and retire,
& the adrenaline rush burns my blood like a mystic fire.
While the raging thunder acts as a galvanizing amplifier
Dire circumstances conspire to invigorate the confidence I acquire.

The changing seasons feel like a constellation that’s flawlessly aligned
Spring of life blossoms, while broken pieces are symmetrically combined.
As by nature, my hidden potential gets redefined
I’m resurrected, refined & re-designed by a divine mastermind.

This moment’s darkness may have made me blind
& the frosty vicissitudes may have impaled my mind.
Yet this divine fire in my soul I was destined to find
For if winter comes, can spring be far behind?


Note: Very often than not, winter is considered as a season that’s filled with gloominess & despair, but rather than being hopeless one should see it as a foundation that builds our character for brighter times that await us in the future. There are times when we feel dark, cold & numb from within due to the various situations of life… it’s at such junctures when we must discover the fire that burns within us, in order to justify our existence & to take a stand for we believe in. I’ve had the immense delight to collaborate with Rulla on this poem, who is a blissful poetic soul in her own right. Please do visit her blog, you’ll be amazed by the depth of her words & thoughts:

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