Posts Tagged ‘ longing ’

Blink

The doors of a mascara shrine are shut and a devotee is crushed in the lids, dying a peaceful death[ READ MORE ]

Random Tweets

Who cares for quality when one is not even able to string two decent lines in to a a blogpost! So I better stop this nonsensical wait for a poem to pour or some concentration to muster in a prose. I better share with you my random mind that I tweeted away in the span [ READ MORE ]

Boredom

It has never been a case with me — such protraction of a phase of boredom. The current one has really stretched from days to weeks to months and I don’t know where it intends to go from here dragging me along. When I retrospect, I find some missing links, the fading glimpse of a [ READ MORE ]

A Fallen Heart

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Ghalib

پرتو خور سے ہے شبنم کو فنا کی تعلیم ہم بھی ہیں ایک عنایت کی نظر ہونے تک A single glance of favor, nothing much, O’ my lady luck!![ READ MORE ]

In Love For The Night

Slumber in the shades of your locks is naivete hence I walk deep in to the core of your soul to heal my dreams away from the piercing claws of the sunbeams. Night, o’ night, why can’t you fight that big, burning beast who gnaws at your dark self bit by bit, reducing you to [ READ MORE ]

Death Of Ideas

My laments on the states of ‘poemlessness’ or ‘writers block’ have become sort of cliche as I still crave for a smooth flow of ideas to my mind onto the pen and paper. Every now and then I try to break those shackles but the results seem way below my satisfaction. The poem below is [ READ MORE ]

The Blank Diary

To similize the protagonist’s life to that of an un-attended diary might not be an apt analogy, but the thought came when I looked at the blank pages of the diary I keep rather unwritten. I’ve been treating my diary badly for not sharing with it things that it deserves but the blame should go [ READ MORE ]

Cherish, Not Consume

In obedience of a caprice you tore apart the wrappings (textured with dreams) and got hold of the essence; a red, throbbing, present that I sent you quivered with fear. Your erstwhile slender fingers (that often mingled with mine) shaped into piercing claws as they clenched my heart and held it to the Vampirish teeth, [ READ MORE ]

Union Of Souls

Our longing gravitates as much as the separation widens and our souls step out of their shells to meet in the celestial heights. Entwined in ecstatic trance they satiate with the purity of bliss before a glance at our parted bodies stimulates their altruism for the grieved. Our souls re-enter their momentary abodes and sprinkle [ READ MORE ]

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