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Hello, Instagram!

Hello bloggers! Haven’t been keeping in touch, apologies.

So, I’ve finally decided to join Instagram. I’ll be uploading the same content over there, as I upload over here. It’ll just be in a different format.

Drop by to say hello! Also, if you’ve ever had any questions which you’ve wanted to ask but felt shy, ask me on Instagram, without the presence of an audience.

I will be uploading short videos and photographs clicked by me as well. Instagram is a better platform for that, as compared to WordPress.

So, that is it. Looking forward to hearing from you!

Question Mark Tail


I am a langoor
In a human jungle-
Competing for the same concrete jobs
With a mind and voice that don’t match
What I am supposed to be.
Sell, sell, sell
Their products and yourself.
Dance in a circle,
Without a trainer to thwat you.
“Because this is your choice
And you are a professional
Who has been trained to be
Professional.”
I walk on two legs
And hide my question mark tail-
Like I hide my questions.
“Why are we here?
Why am I?”
If you look closely, you will see me smiling
At the laptop as I
Tap, tap, tap.
Human ingenuity is not just human
And I am a human.


~insight07


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Vile


I feel your stare from miles away
A fleeting moment, but one that stayed
In the movement of limbs and rhythm of beats
I thought of you, or maybe I didn’t
But even so, I saw you
And I’ve been thinking of you since.
Maybe I don’t cross your mind at all
Maybe you don’t think of me in the middle of the day or
When you sleep in the night.
Maybe I don’t come in your dreams,
But sometimes, maybe you do in mine.
In the dead of the darkness, before the light is about to break me
Break the sky, I lie awake
Thinking of that fleeting moment.
What do we mean to each other?
You, an unattainable, lost (never possible) lover
The symbol of youth and vile culture.
Me? I am whole in myself
And I keep finding myself, lost in thought
Of the bricks of infatuations I have laid in my head.
A monster that I have fed
A monster that breeds within.


~insight07


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Day


Just because the day is breaking outside
Does not mean the night in me has ended.
I carry the remains of yesterday
Through the hours that saw little sleep
Little dreams.
I felt the light dim and then rise
Above, so high
A finger apart into the sky.


~insight07


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Vile


I feel your stare from miles away
A fleeting moment, but one that stayed
In the movement of limbs and rhythm of beats
I thought of you, or maybe I didn’t
But even so, I saw you
And I’ve been thinking of you since.
Maybe I don’t cross your mind at all
Maybe you don’t think of me in the middle of the day or
When you sleep in the night.
Maybe I don’t come in your dreams,
But sometimes, maybe you do in mine.
In the dead of the darkness, before the light is about to break me
Break the sky, I lie awake
Thinking of that fleeting moment.
What do we mean to each other?
You, an unattainable, lost (never possible) lover
The symbol of youth and vile culture.
Me? I am whole in myself
And I keep finding myself, lost in thought
Of the bricks of infatuations I have laid in my head.
A monster that I have fed
A monster that breeds within.


~insight07


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Garden


Hearts break, but so do bones
How does one differentiate between these two?
Over the years, I have come up with a theory
Each person is like a garden
And they are the gardener
And the plants, too.
We work hard, to grow our garden
And lie in its serenity.
A garden of my thoughts
A garden of my loved ones
A garden of my feelings.

So why does it feel now,
Like my garden has been burnt
My favourite tree has been uprooted.
I am trying to understand what went wrong
Where I was not enough.
Right now, I feel like a grieving mother
Who just lost her unborn child.

My garden is empty
Barren.
What do I do?


~insight07


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Lazy and yellow


To all the spaces we occupy
And then not
To all the spaces that were never ours
But we wished were ours.
To everything and everyone I feel I’m losing
To a me that I feel getting lost.
I am falling-
From where, to where
I don’t know.
But spirals of colours leave me
Leave me empty of any space
I am no thing.
Last I remember a beat in my body
My heart felt warm
Lazy, and yellow
Maybe that was love.
Maybe that was me
Maybe that was not me at all.


~insight07


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Dumdum rumpum


There are multiple hearts in my body
Each beating to the rhythm of my anxiety
Some in tandem, some in chaos
They dance beneath my skin
A dumdum in my neck
A rumpum in my wrist.

My thoughts sing and click
Music inside my head
Dumdum rumpum
My fingers tap on the desk
Impatient, sweaty, pale
Couples dancing
Two steps ahead, one step back
Some in tandem, some in chaos
A ballroom for my fingers.

My eyes swing from one end to the other
Tick ticky tok
They follow the impatient clock
Tiny heartbeats whispering in my ears
The tune of my body
Of my existence, as I dread just that
My existence.

A dance of my mind, heart, body
I have learnt to excel in
Practice in anxiety-
Yes, I’m growing in it
And out of it.


~insight07


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Promises


If only I could talk of the vices
Promises of forced death that sit around my neck
Habits of years and betrayals of years
A mountain of grievances that sit on my chest
If only I could let you walk in my shoes
Maybe your feet would bleed the same as mine
Are we of the same blood? Will we bleed the same blood?
Your red flows in me, the flow of bitterness
A stream in my head.
How do we stop living bodies
With minds from dying each day?
The tallest glass building shatters
The shards are not enough for the cuts on my skin.
May we learn to be our being
With all the scars and laughs
That line my physicality.
Let there be something
Something that makes this worth it.


~insight07


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Whisper


We sit and collect our tragedies
In jars that we see and see
Feel a little, too
The words sit ready on my lips
But are words ever enough?
There are so many stories between you and me
So many moments that we have lived, I have felt
Have you?
I love you, I love you
I whisper this under my breath
As I see you
A breathing manifestation of something I never thought possible for me again
Dead ends and U turns, I know
But journeys ahead?
The thought of something, a maybe?
It terrifies me
My trembling fingers close into each other
I fall into myself
And you, yourself
Over and over again


~insight07


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