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

सिगरेट

जानती हो, तुम उस सिगरेट की तरह हो जिसे मुँह से लगाओ तो ज़हर है और दूर रखो तो तड़प पास आती हो ललचाने के लिए और फिर खुद ही कह जाती हो 'तुम्हारे दिल के लिए अच्छी नहीं मैं' काम में उलझा लेता हूँ खुद को तुम्हारी याद को दिन भर की परेशानियों में...

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?

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...

Yesterday’s Moon

The night silently creeps into life revealing secrets of daydreams that tremble in the heart. Secrets, people say hide in the dead of the night but it is a myth. Clandestine love shivers. Unsure of the night's intent the beating hearts camouflage their deals in the glow of the city lights hoping to be together...

To Love Him/To Love Him Not

He said that he loved meI chose to hear... notFor the clichéd words don't fool me not anymore He said that he loved meI chose to hear... notCause I am afraid of loving backtill my heart gets soreHe said that he loved meI chose to hear notThough his words laced with winewere delicious as S'moreHe...

Siempre

Siempre I came across this word Siempre while watching Spielberg’s The Westside Story (remake of the 1961 musical). I read this word before somewhere in a statement by the singer Madonna, the word remained though I did not delve deep to find its meaning. The word came up once again, this time in the movie...

Break-Up Story

Read the Heart's feelings top to bottom ↓ (heart) Fuck off! (head) (head) Can we amicably sort this out? (heart) (heart)The hell out of my life (head) (head) We can still be friends (heart) (heart) I don't want to see your face (head) (head) I will be around when you need me (heart) (heart) I loved...

Skin Memories

It has been 14 years and yet yesterday seems so fresh. Do we ever stop being the child to our parents? Even when we switch roles from being taken care of to becoming the caretaker, there is always a feeling... if only Pa was here. When I became a mother, I realized, parents are only...