Why do you pray?

 “In prayer, it is better to have a heart without words than words without a heart. ” ― John Bunyan Was is the emptiness in your heart that made you pray tonight Was is it the loneliness  which made you look up in his eyes Were you looking for ways  to absolve your sins Was it …

Black Rainbow

Depression is real.It's not just a fleeting thought; its a disease. No amount of distraction around you can cure your sadness.No amount of beauty around you can make your heart happy.Sadness is monochrome.The following free verse reflects the same feeling.

Headache

I'm having this sensation in my head My thoughts are fighting over something I guess They don't seem to settle down their arguments They can't seem to come to a peaceful conclusion Guess, they agree to disagree on everything Pulling apart my nerves and tearing apart my skin   I want to mediate and bring …

Stay in touch

Reblogging this in response to the daily prompt Succumb

Megha's World

One thing you can’t hide – is when you’re crippled inside.
― John Lennon

Remember how we always say this to people who are leaving, moving away, getting a farewell, changing jobs etc. We ask them not to be a stranger and to stay in touch with us.
I have always wondered why shouldn’t we do the same to our long-lost feelings.

I think we should always be in touch with our feelings too.With all that hurt and mounting pressures of life, our heart is stretched too thin to feel anything anymore.

So here is a shout out to all my feelings.

We shouldn’t be a stranger to them. Shouldn’t avoid facing them.Shouldn’t avoid looking them directly in the eye and saying that …”Yes, Fear I know you exist. I know you are there.I know I can’t run away from you. I know you will surface now and then but I will always be ready to…

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A Baby’s thought

As a parent, we always wonder what are babies are feeling or thinking at a given moment.Have you ever wondered what a baby feels when he sees an anxious parent around all the time? A little poem from the baby's perspective.

Exceptional

Buried under the dearth of pain Lies, suffering, hatred, and loss We humans as a species  we continue to survive. Every day we overcome the fear of discrimination, misogyny , clash of the religions, morals, and values and still, we continue to survive All the bloodthirst and the violence the numbness which the soul goes through …

Demons

Source: Demons This post is in response to the daily prompt Tame

Fashionable

She walks along the empty corridor No longer fear of being stalked She no longer hides her face The paparazzi already stopped She doesn't carry the caked face and the fake smile Anywhere, anymore And hold her breath to fit in the clothes Tape all her wounds So that they can feel the beauty more She stopped …

Daily prompt -Witty

This post is in response to the daily word Witty They say I'm witty My laughs can fill an empty space and my smiles can be a cure I can giggle my way through an uneasy path and crack people up in any way I start They say I'm witty can bring a smile to a …

Little thought

Everyone is living in this rampant chaos called reality. We are swarmed by ideas and thoughts every living second.So, sometimes when we are asked just to focus on one thought, one lonely thought, in your mind.It gets very difficult. Sometimes I wonder, how will it feel to have just one thought in our mind. Have you ever wondered?

Daily prompt-Focused

This post is in response to the Daily post prompt challenge for the word Focused Staring at you, star struck by you I'm in complete awe of you I'm gathering all my thoughts trying to salvage them the fleeting emotions The mere mention of you The sheer presence of you rattles my mind and body …

What is a poem ?

hat is a poem? I call them little bits of creativity scattered here and there in your mind. Hiding, waiting to be discovered, waiting to take shape in form of words. Every time you trace the path, it changes its shape.Taking new twists and turns gives an entirely new meaning to the emotions stored in there. A Poem as I call it, a complex emotion in a compressed manner.

Rainbow Dreams

I dream in color I dream in Red My flight is all dipped in blues And my blushes are dripped in red I dream in color I dream in red My warmth and hugs are bright as yellow My smiles have hues of orange My kisses are all painted with red My hugs are oozing …

The heart knows…

Have you ever try to fool your own heart? Soemtimes we do.Soemtimes we trying to dustract us from the sad truth of life. Sometimes we utter while lies to ourselevs so we can ease our exiatance in this chaotic world. But you know, the heart knows. It knows everything.