MANDALA #3
April 7, 2018
This one didn’t come that bad though. I just did for the sake of relaxation. It was a great stress buster, trust me it was. After all the exams I wrote.
Tag: deep
BUCKETLIST WISH #2
March 23, 2018
It’s a…. IT’S A…. ITTT’SSS A CAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR…….. And it ain’t any normal car, it’s a.. VOLVO! Yeah, that’s the second thing I’d actually want to do. Though I’ve made no progress with my bucket list #1 I’m pretty sure, it would take me even longer to get this one done. Yet, what would life be, … More BUCKETLIST WISH #2
CHOICES
March 10, 2018
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
COUNT
February 26, 2018
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
JUST YOU AND ME
January 13, 2018
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
WRECKAGE
January 2, 2018
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.
Will You?
November 12, 2017
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?
