Let me know 

Image Courtesy : Self.

Let me know. 

If ever,  

Your nerves couldn’t take it anymore ,

and pain is all that you could devour .

As it keeps getting darker ,

and you can’t keep going further .

That the agony is only true, 

And it all turns black from blue,

That even the weather ,  cry’s for you ? 

Let me know my readers 🙂 
P. S : The picture was taken by me few days back but it’s 23.07 pm IST in India,  and it’s raining,  real bad. Perfect for how I feel right now. 

So go ahead. I’m listening 



Let the Light’s Guide You Home ✴✳

Image Courtesy :Own Window Pane.

Overtly Deserts ,  Crowded Minds

Been through it a hundred times. 

Deep dense forests,  uncluttered awhile,  

Walk of a thousand miles. 

Keep crossing endangered wilds,  

To every sleepless night. 

A turn I’m yet to decide ,

Weather a left or a right.

From a tunnel,  flickered a light. 

Just one last time,  

I wisper to myself in an undertone 

Honey,  let those lights guide you home. 
(A little clarification in case my readers are wondering then I’m just as well comparing this little life’s journey of mine as well as a one traveller travelling through the harsh and rough conditions however still clinging to little of light as its hope. Always,  Always cling to the last piece of hope and never let anything put you out of your way.) 


One Night & The Other 

Image Courtesy : Yes. That’s a selfie 

One night beside the flickering lamp,

But every night inside a pool of memories. 

One night over the top floor with open shrill winds,

But every night in between unsure lines.

One night in your love flooded car, 

But every night on the roads to wrecking. 

One night on the Vedio calling option,

But every night with the pillows soaking intention.

Inconsistency got my nights together pulled apart & Unsettled thoughts keeps ripping every other part. 

However My Amore,  

If I haven’t loved you enough ,  who else did? 


Have You Gifted Yourself Yet?  

On the days when everything is crumbling down and guards getting too low. If you wish to devoured by some huge thing so as to little your existence to major extent.

 On the days when nothing feels right and you harm others , for your actions & for their intentions. 

On the days when the matter is just for surviving rather than living or if you only to eat to fill and not to feel. 

On the days when no care feels right or no hate feels as wrong. When it is you and it’s eternal. 

On such a day Self Love is not harmful , but important.  

Gift yourself this day , almost every day. 

Have you gifted yourself yet? 


No more making it right. 

Let me tell you a story in short ,

About ever since my last retort. 

A part of my life here I describe, 

Not everything in once,  as I could write. 

I’ve been trying to hold to destruction so bad

Like a fist full of loose sand.

My veins scream for love 

Nothing better I could catch hold off.

Nothing but alas 

Holding on to hurt like the shards of a glass. 

I feel like I’m tearing through every crack of the vessel 

But every emotion I can’t deal,  I wrestle. 

In the end , I try for a simple smooth 

But,  It’s so tough 

I’m no more making it right

Tell me how often do you shatter ?

Tell me how often do you shatter .

If your pillow has soaked more water than your bathing robe. 

If you have questioned your best deeds thinking you were still somewhere wrong. 

If you tried to escape your worse nightmares each time,  everytime. 

If your eyes have tolerated more pain than the knuckles of your fist.

If you sit on the floor and feel like getting swallowed by the earth. 

If you ever,  ever wrote for someone. 

Tell me how often do you shatter? 

I do. Quite a lot. 


Would love to hear from my readers too. Thanking everyone for the support. Almost at 500 followers within a less time , within an hour , when the zero hour for my birthday begins , I shall feel so blessed to continue this journey. All your love and support could have me the best day further.  No better way to a  Turning 20 . Thank You Loves ❤

Maybe I’ll figure out. 

Image courtesy : Some random picture of mine.

I’ve have had this feeling where I’ve felt like a million bucks sometimes, gushing through love and honour to worse than a homeless man in dropping temperature night looking for warmth. 

I’ve had this feeling where it’s all butterflies making you a crown till being trapped by wilds hunting for some meat. 

I’ve seen the injustice, the loss , unacceptance and longing for only to stay quiet.

I don’t know if that’s right. 

I don’t know but maybe I’ll figure out .


Glass & Heart. 

Glass and Hearts have things in common 

They look exquisite,  

Polished from outside. 

Both meant for elicting adoration , 

Are strong yet so fragile. 

Glass and Hearts have things in common 

For it hits that what matters. 

They just break and shatter. 



Knowingly & Unknowingly 

What destroys us most,  

Are those, who keep coming back. 😌

A Monday Morning. 

On a random Monday morning like this,  

I woke up to the sound of downpour

When I sat by the window,  

Holding on to few things. 

A hard cold cover on my thighs,

And a vapour mixing with the skies. 

Only and only, 

My Page-Turner that’s never out of sight

and the coffee,  a best friend of every night.

On just a random Monday morning like this,

Was just the beginning of a Heartfelt Romance.