*Message not delivered*

Hoarding the vibrant feathers all-over the year I weaved it, into a thread to tie on his hand Poured my love into pen and it bleeded as a beautiful poem for you I sent him but it flashed “Message not delivered” 144 Section 370 No network Total power off they say, Where I bumble to…

It’s been a year 😍

Oye Hoye! Nah don’t scroll, you gotta read this story because it’s my blog anniversary today. Khammon let’s party ! 🎊 So, here we go.. August 6/2018 Exam results are out and I’m out as expected. Holding a hopeless future, a few drops egressed from corner of my eyelid. They say “hungry stomach and an…

I’m not ashamed

The sky turned greythe moment I met himDrop by droprain touched my cheek and chinbefore his pale lips grazed mineNo, I’m not ashamedFor not hoarding it in my palmand letting it reach till my waist. To stand absent-minded for hoursunder a metal pipewhich spews from my head to toeWhere a thousands of legsstand in a…

Love is in the air

Poets are not hankeringto paint the paper black We try to touch the pinkish RoseBut what you see Is the thorn ripping our skin apart. You can espy us standing still unheard Amidst a thousands of voices around usBut what we heed is to the silence in chaos They say ,Love is in airMaybe that’s because we’re struggling hard to breathe….

Feminism

“Don’t wear dark shadesYou’ll look hideousIf it smears” she saidI smiled and consentedBecause I knewShe is disquietened aboutmy smutched mascarasthan my pale lips. I took a step ahead “Beta, tack your duppataselse it might get snapped by thorns”I grinned and took a step aheadBecause I knewhe cannot blame zephyr or thornfor rupturing me apartwhereas I…