Still You

I have finally stopped trying to heal...I just hope for my soulPoetry may be my solace from myselfBut in every crack of my heart... You still be - Vibha

To The Magic Shop

Somedays I wish to be lose my way into timeAnd find the way to this time magic shopTo fill my bag with sprinkles of magic dustAnd some chiffon wings for my wanderlustA slice of moon for the Cheshire smileSome saturn rings for concealing the catty eyesAnd if my bag is yet to fillI will shop...

Healed not Mended

Many things remain between the truth and the lies we liveJust like the cut that goes through the heartThe cut that can't be mended. Healed yes... but not mended.As it will remain.The waves of the sea heal, the mist of the mountain heals,A long conversation with a friend heals But nothing can mend. For the...

Sinner

perhaps, we weren't meant to bebut we were perhaps it was all an illusionbut we breathed together perhaps you cleared the air and nothing is leftbut the residue blurs my eyes yet you walk away now, preaching like a messiahbut you sinned too... Remember?

Yesterday’s Moon – 2

Walking barefoot on the grass, she feels the dew on her cheeks. She reads his coldness a thousand times. Hiding tears in the night, the moon watches her plight.He takes the ice in his malt and gulps it down to the heart. Frozen... it feels, ready to tear her apart. His hands shiver, as he...

Confessions

May be we shouldn't have confessedIt was a little more Love was not the word we useLove brought out our insecuritiesYou know how it feels when my head rests on your shoulderI know how it feels when you hold me nearerAnd that was enough May be we shouldn't have confessedIt was a little more Together...

हमें ना इश्क़ हो गया है

हमें ना इश्क़ हो गया हैअक्सर बातों बातों में बात ही भूल जाते हैंफिर जब याद आती है बात, तो कह नहीं पाते हैंहमें ना इश्क़ हो गया हैसुबह गुलाबी आसमान की सिलवट समेट किताबों के पन्नों में छुपा देते हैंफ़िर दिन भर उन्ही पन्नों में के बीच वो पल ढूंढते रह जाते हैहमें ना...

The Lonely Cloud

Dusted on my horizonThe lonely cloud peeps into my dawnEmbedded into the sky It hums a lonely song'Mornings are to smile,' I say'Mornings are fun'It smiles into my sleepy eyesAnd says no words... none.'You are the lonely cloud, I have heard your stories.''Oh but I am not lonely you see, I am just one.'-Vibha

Rumi’s Sin

The moon haunts,Reminding werewolf tales Of broken hearts beyond repairGuilty as chargedTrapped in dutiful knotsSelfish souls breathing in scarsLiving Rumi's sinOf finding beyond nowhereA field in their names to share. Many star crossed lovers have believed in Rumi's quote and hoped of being one with eachother beyond the world's boundaries. Many have lost hope, have...

Tied

trapped in unwritten consuetude of beauty, to impress ogling eyes as if born to be tied in silk nets, intricately designed. “This  fine silk to touch your skin,  so divine” she falls for his words, ignorant in love of his evil mind. her spirit ready to bloom her wings ready to cover the sky bit...