Due to reasons I myself fail to fathom,the knowledge of the existence of this blog remains limited to just me.
I enjoy keeping this to myself,like a cherished childhood secret.

In the world of cyber-socialising,where almost everything is compelled to be an open-secret,I find pleasure in possessing something thats solely mine.
It's a retreat,for my rambles.
This is only for me,and nobody else. :)

Untitled

Golden ripples burnt the ivory floor,
Reflections,like diamonds,drifted ashore
Baited breaths,and new born dreams,
Roving eyes,in the darkness gleam.

Inaudible whispers caress the air,
A quivering heart,held by a stare.
Spasms of red,soft and warm
Moments of magic,ever so calm.

Chimera

When forever seems so far away,
And you see your dreams go astray
Close your eyes and rest awhile
Look into the darkness,force a smile.

It will all be dark,at first,
But gradually,as time will pass,
There will be colours,dark and bright,
Spinning waves of joyful delight.

And colours will dance into shapes,
A maddening whirlpool of psychedelic frames,
Dancing,traipsng,fluttering like rain
A little more laughter,a little less pain.

Slowly but steadily,you shall see
That light,however bright it may be,
Can be blinding, deceiving to you
And that darkness,can be colourful too.

 

This was written on 4th september of this year,after a long drought in my literary and creative cerebral matter.
It is a product of constant motivation by one who is an inspiration when  it comes to writing poetry,among many other things.Thank you. :)

The Rainbow

It was the first time they witnessed a rainbow.Together.Hand-in-hand.
Sprawled carefully over the vast grey canvas was a meticulous palette of colours and reflected emotions.
The streaming river from her eyes,washed away the grey and instead got painted in the smoky bright hues.
The warmth of his being consumed her colourful drops of dew.
Hand in hand,they looked at the fading piece of perfection,until it finally vanished.And the canvas remained grey,as before.
'It can never last forever,can it?' came her poignant voice.

A faint outline.A blurred silhouette.Reminisces of the perfect moment.And of course,the memories.That evening,when they witnessed a rainbow.Hand-in-hand,for the first time.

You.

Depression hits again.And how.And most importantly,WHY. : /
Self-disgust.

Too much of you.Not going to help,since it's obviously not the same way around.
Help me,God.
I'm scared that I've lost control,this time.When I so wanted to be in control.
But,you'll never know.I wont give you that satisfaction,no.

....

It kills when you see someone live the life you so desperately wanted to live.
Feels like hot molten wax on marble.

And you.Thank you,for making each day end on such a desperately pathetic note.I can now gladly conclude during my moments of fun that you'll be there to ruin them all,ultimately.

Comeback.

Clearly,i was grossly mistaken about the fact that i had deleted my previous blogpage.I'm surprised,this page still exists. :)
This shall be an outlet.Of randomness,mostly.
Or i might write about serious issues as well.
Or i might just delve into an impulsive self-hatred and go on a blog-deleting spree.