Category Archives: Poetry

When my eyes are half-closed, The fairies tiptoe on their Pointed shoes and delicate wings They tap me twice with their enchanted wands And drag me downwards into a world of reality I drown My mouth gasping for air as they Dunk me repeatedly in The frozen water My body condensing with every motion, AsContinue reading “A Gilded Fantasy-“

How did you know The words that crawled like ants Beneath this silk skin Spun like a spider’s web Made for catching flies Without ever letting them in How did you know there was more than the Pineapple juice That trickled like from my lips down to my chin Luring insects from afar On paperContinue reading “A Thank You to Poetry…”

My mouth tingles with the taste of cloves A bittersweetness trickles down my throat My arms reach out to the extensive shore Begging for all that I will never endure I watch as Tantalus thirsts for his elixir Knowing that I am unable to fix him And as my throat parches like hills of sandContinue reading “The Grains of Man-“

that grow profusely on vines the ones that recite each verse as if they’ve re-hearsed every line it’s not their lack of luster or their delicate charm that guide them through the winter and shield them from frostbitten harm they hide behind latent masks Live a secret life no one can see silently waiting toContinue reading “i hate the type of roses…”

To fit into the theme of Valentine’s day, I decided to write a love poem. Not the typical tragic, “Romeo-Juliet-falling- in- love- with- the- son- of- death,” love poem of mine. Something more conventional, as well as metaphorical. In addition, I took into account some of the feedback I received from my prior poll, andContinue reading “The Prophecy of Love”

She told me I’d find who I was inside When mountains were climbed When mountains were climbed Yearning fills my empty chest Its passion moves me from what’s right To what- I left behind, I inhale a sweet breath Gladioli surf the waves of my aching arms Dragging me gradually afar From the roots ofContinue reading “When Mountains Are Climbed”

The brittle caramel That buries my jaw In Self-pity

That is stooped on pious knees at the Precipice of a waterfall His hands reach—– Reach towards an un- Broken MeMOrY Sculpted on a tragedy That was the product Of imagination

That runs like a river I am silt caught in an inclement and Endless stream Glimmering hues and silver scales Flutter beneath me in a distorted haze of Color they Fly in the open wilderness Navigating the terrain that is their Home Flashes of coral reef Catch my wandering eyes An ancient city constructed BeneathContinue reading “What is this society…?”

A crowd gathers As my tongue dances on the silver platter Blessed with be- Headed ignorance I lick the sweet maple of Blissful awareness, From the gilded head of Apasmara Shiva choreographs a graceful routine that, Demolishes the basis of my, Existence And I am sent reeling, Into the unfeeling pits of my soul, ForContinue reading “Ambrosia of Innocence”