A poem that I never really thought twice about – implying it’s just straight out from my thoughts. It’s for a friend whose one in a million, no a zillion perhaps. That one person who changed my life, beckoned me to stand up for myself and knows me like no other. cheers:) to g. Despite … More Everytime
Forks that we come across, Night and day. We think to choose, And choose to think. Odds that change us, Make or break us, We live through them, Along with the pain or glory. To leave or to stay Is your choice To run or to fight Is your choice Anything and it’s despise Is … More CHOICES
Stars in the seemingly endless sky Odds that unseeingly favour us Choices that we’d ever make Lies that we’ve never told Dreams that are so real Friends who got your back Love that we never get Possibilities which are impossible Questions that are paradoxes And so many more Countless things Which are uncountable Are those … More COUNT
There lurks a deep, dark secret behind those Irises, which dwell into deep black holes, They hold on to me like the pulse of my heart beat There seemed to be a whole new universe beyond it, Just you and me. His fingers fit into mine so perfectly, That there couldn’t be a better puzzle, … More JUST YOU AND ME
The day you were told You couldn’t. The day you were looked Down upon. The day you couldn’t Talk back. The day when everyone Turned their backs upon. The day when you had No choice left. The day when your Potential was doubted. The day you fought With silence as the sword. To all those … More REPULSE
Jai Santhoshi Sathish Kumar She was broke Memories scattered like stars Knives through her heart What was left was despair Like a forest on fire Dreams on flames Burned down to ashes Were all the castles she build Princeling long gone Leaving her with scars to flaunt. In a wreckage.
Jai Santhoshi Sathish KumarNo medicine could heal, The bruises you left behind. You Broke me into pieces Mere shards of glass. Reflecting back memories, Which bled into my veins, Fresh in my blood, it gushed Past my heart, not anymore. Time was hell, and heaven Ceased to exist long back. I still breathe, Because I … More Will You?