A Distant Connection

This connection is pure,

now I am sure..

Never demanded

Unlike other soul sucking experiences,

Into my cup, you pour,

as I ever did to you;

with all the stumbles and disconnections in between;

sometimes it feels obscure,

sometimes it feels pure,

leaving either of us

Sometimes unbothered

Sometimes wanting for more.

STAY AWAKE

A poem that I had written in 2018.

Narcissistic Love

I am encaged in my horrific thoughts,
You are handcuffed with my love outside.
I try to scream and try to drive your attention to me,
you don’t seem to hear,
so I pull out a rage,
Being crazy in all my might
to get that attention, that affection, that love,
That seems so distant to me in my plight.
I call you names,
you are handcuffed,
I throw things at you,
you are handcuffed,
What is it made of? Steel or love?

It’s my love, my love.
Why cannot you get rid of it and see reality,
how much constrained I am right now.

Free me
I want to free myself from this cage,
Lest I would drag you alongwith me, in it, for life.
I am hating and loving those hand-cuffs simultaneously,
I want your complete surrender to my misery and plight,
Yet, stay bound with those hand-cuffs
So that they remind you of love,
that I never meant to give you

It’s just for your complete surrender

To my own horrific thoughts.

Real meeting.

Dreams

The only place where

Souls truly meet.

Under the cloud

Forget the mistletoe,

Let’s kiss under a cloud,

Let’s get the rain pouring

Calming the heat within

Let’s let the love speak,

without words,

out loud.

Wandering soul..

Wanderlusting a different place

every single week,

I still have the audacity to say

I am not a freak,

I don’t know where I will truly find solace,

Since I know his arms are my truly peaceful place.

(Originally posted on 9th march, 2021)

Strength..

I loved myself through bits n pieces

Collected a tsunami of emotions in a tear-drop,

Shed it in a fraction of a second

And stood tall holding myself together, having within, a ray of hope.

(21st may, 21)

Digital Art: Waves

Artwork by Preet

I took it step by step,

I felt it wave by wave.

Calmth.

P.C.: Preet

If you ever have to read the calmth,

Run your eyes over every tip of a mountain.

Intelligence and Knowledge.

The more you learn, the more you think you know nothing,

The lesser you talk about what you know, the more they think you know absolutely nothing.

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