It was beautiful until I first started to walk. Until I could reach the couch. Sheer love and innocence. Like a flower; dandelion. A gentle blow and gone…. One day I was distorted, like a house of cards. One by one. Part by part. Exposed and falling apart. I was not sure if my question […]
Will you dance with me? Don’t be shy. It’s just the better half of yours holding your hand, resting her face on your shoulder and syncing to the music. It’s just me trying not to smile like a fool when our lips brush. Would you dance with me? Oh, won’t you let me hold your
There was something on my fingertips just after you left. Just after I embarrassed you about those freckles on your face. When you smiled at me, pressing your tongue between your teeth. Like the break of dawn. My fingertips shined and smelled like roses. Exhausted between the sheets, soon I realised it was stardust. Now
Oh there, pretty girl, crying in the suburbs, Oh my pretty girl, singing to the crows and bees, Swinging on a broken tree. Sometimes, writing meaningless poetries. Oh there, pretty girl now in a country. Dry clothes and still wet eyelids? Oh my pretty girl, you will grow up to be a queen! Notice: JavaScript is required for this
Bhalobasha amoni ekta jinish, that can’t be erased; tumi je amake, bideshini kore diyecho. Ami ki por…? But still – I’d call you – bideshini, instead. It’s not always vengeance, that is served cold. It is separation that is colder. Especially when you don’t want to be driven away. Okay now sorry, raag korcho? Beshi
It was a blank night, no stars. I could barely see the moon too. I could hear the crickets singing melodiously. I wanted to talk but it was so dark the moon wouldn’t listen to me. I had a faint voice, a broken heart. I was comforting myself in the dark. I thought it was
Remember, how you’d play ‘FLAMES’ in high school, to make sure it always came to right place in the game? Where did that eternal flame disappear with time? I thought we’d be the same despite our distance.. I believed there were infinite shades of love and you proved me wrong. Notice: JavaScript is required for this content.
A chirpy bird on a sunny afternoon, of summer.Looked here and there for something, for a very long time I thought maybe she is seeking food. She hopped and walked, wobbly-wobbly. Cute, I’d say. What was she looking for?Something for her nest? I was stunned and I smiled to see, she picked up the string
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Dear ‘Black-boots-messy-hair’ kinda girl, Smile more often and to everyone you know. Sometimes to a stranger too. Yes, smile at them, even if they don’t smile back. You can and you will. Keep taking baby steps 🙂 Notice: JavaScript is required for this content.
From the past few days, I have been feeling extremely stagnant. My crown is tilted, falling apart is my trait now. Honestly, like my childhood trauma is flying over me like a colourful butterfly, over my head, I can see it, can’t hold it though. Someone very important told to pen it down.So I decided
