You vent your pride over a castle Oblivious, you call it yours The earth crumbles it with a slight tremble Leaving you with wails and tears. Do I need to say the pace at which wealth dwindles Or how long people last It takes but a minute to lose them all You believed you gainedContinue reading “What’s yours?”
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Wish there was a God for real
Not much explanation this time. This poem is self-explanatory. Though we have unflinching faith in Him and know that we will always have Him to fall back on, at times we can’t help wishing his presence to be a bit more pronounced. I wish there was a God for realWho would encircle his colossal palmsContinue reading “Wish there was a God for real”
Know that..
In a ted talk I was recently listening to, the speaker used a line, ” Life is a race but who asked you to take part? ” This hit me hard. We have been so busy finding a space in the queue for ourselves that we have forgotten to ask what we want out ofContinue reading “Know that..”
Shed The Drops
When mind is crammed and heart sunkenBut words betray and you fail to speakLet your lashes kiss each otherAnd a drop of tear roll down your cheek. Oh! What a blissful respite to feelThe lump in your throat, dropping through eyesThe heat of it, momentarily meltingThe agonizing façade that you use as disguise. How longContinue reading “Shed The Drops”
Can poems written to be won, ever win?
As I scan through my Instagram feedI come across posts bartering poems for shoutouts.They read, “ The best entry shall receive a shoutout from our side”.But I want to know, “ Can poems written to be won, ever win? “For when I write, I write to be relievedOf the obstinate gibber stone that squatsOn myContinue reading “Can poems written to be won, ever win?”
Rambling rhymes 