Corpse
In the seriousnessI looked aroundthe corpses fatiguedin a smileenraged within. (c)boringbug Continue reading Corpse
Category: Poem
Echoes of Silence
She has seen the world ending,Every night, every morning.She has felt her heart, weary lessWith all the dreams of broken strings,She sees those eyes,With little less of her presenceThat mislays her peace once againAnd now as it slowly vanishesShe seeks comfort in her solace. Maybe she is deluded.With her thoughts and emotions.Maybe she is embellishingWith […] Echoes of Silence Continue reading Echoes of Silence
Light of the day
In the light of the day, in the chirping wind, the dark alleys glow in the warmth of a firefly Noble souls surround me laden in bed, surrounded by dreams of heaven; I reckon, the day it may not the light may still be, for stood surrounded we were in the dancing hallways; as melody travelled through the air. A wind of nostalgia hit upon … Continue reading Light of the day
A Touch Of Darkness
It isn’t always that I post about demons or negativity. In fact, my write-ups barely consist of a tone of darkness. Neither do I post or write to cater to any specific set of audience, nor do I intend to please a set of belief. It is a constant battle to challenge my innate thoughts, to embrace cultures and ideologies I haven’t had the privilege … Continue reading A Touch Of Darkness
Tangled
And at times these thoughts Are caught up and held. At times these are bizzardly arduous. Why cant it be simple and sober? Why it has to be knotted all over? As much as I try, to let it go. As much as I want, the feelings to flow. They keep knocking My brains out They keep spacing My heart throughout. ©freak_sneha You may reach … Continue reading Tangled
ENDURANCE
This post is very close to me. After hearing/reading about the on going rape incidents I, as a women, as a daughter and as a mother feel so terrified to even step out. The irony is, we are left to be caged and the monsters are left out to hunt.
The society we live in, leaves us helpless. Continue reading ENDURANCE
Being Soulless
In this lost lost world We look for some solitude An escape from roles and noise An escape to somewhere like paradise We often wear different masks in mundane We play roles we seldom want to sustain. And then there is a day Where we open the doors Only to set ourself free Physically and mentally And in an instance You find yourself a little … Continue reading Being Soulless
Stranded at a juncture
I am stranded at a juncture gravitating towards a thought the likeliness of her. ©boringbug Continue reading Stranded at a juncture
