Touch of words

Words ignite a passion in me

Flames that rise in my blood 

Licking my neck, biting my lips

Kissing me senseless, bruising me.

Light falls on my skin

Pale, pale, pink

Eyes look at cream walls

Unlooking at reality for a bit.

I’m lost in my mind

Senses awakened as words whisper,

Touches and looks and fingers

Linger just beneath my skin;

Ghosting across my limbs.

False, false these sensations are

Yet, I drown in their pleasure.

For my lovers are my words;

Touch of a thousand strangers.


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Cigarette, love and sex

Throaty voices singing words and feelings 

Alien to my barren cold soul.

Midnight time running, running

Exhausting on sleep of double billion people 

And animals less saner, wilder.

A lighter burns blue on fluid

Reminding me of warmth of a fire

That burned three winters ago.

What happens to feelings?

How can they take steps away from

People and places and memories 

Into a cold far away space.

Cigarettes exhale smoke,

Ashes on skin kissed and bruised.

Guitars strumming down the street

As windows open and breathe.

Sex in the air, void in eyes

That look, pale and light

Away from walls of fate and faith

Into the dark ceiling, hoping it would share its secrets 

With those bored beings

Of life and existence.


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Day after day, I spend 

Hours in the confines of

Four walls, this room, this mind.

Real feels like a world 
Far-spaced and removed from mine.

People and places and memories 

Feel borrowed from else’s story.

Now, all that I know is

The touch of my fingers 

The look in my eyes

The curve of my cheek

My half-broken empty sighs.


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Last Day

White sun shines pale in the grey sky

Black clouds gather in mourning 

Steel water reflects on the sadness

Winds rush, whispering.

Dead leaves fall on the ground,

Shades of forgotten sunsets. 

People stand still, transfixed

Lost in their lament.

Screams echo in this deadly silence

Unheard, reverberating in these four walls.
Enclosed, thoughts sit caged in a mind

Waiting to leave behind scars.

Birds fly high, crying in pain

Blood flows in rivulets.

Death fills this ever present void 

With its magnificent presence.

In fear, people move towards each other

Breaths escaping in sighs.

Hearts beating, blood rushing.

They give in to their doom, the very end of life.


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All in my mind

How can I believe in love,

When the only thing I’ve felt deeply

Is a crippling loneliness that settles within my being.

In the empty hours, I curse my existence.

Feel the life in my white bones and red blood,

Skin that changes colour in sunlight and dark.

Closing walls and ticking clocks, a world that is spinning out of control.

Dreams where strangers make me feel

Pleasure, ecstasy, anxiety, pain.

How can I do this to myself?

Hours don’t guide me anymore, arms of the clock rushing into each other’s embrace.

Each night when I get up gasping, I clutch onto pillows

Lifeless and warm with my body heat, hug them to my trembling heart

Pale fingers, no paler than the moon that hides behind dark clouds.

Sweat and conversations seep into me,

Words entering my blood flow, my veins.

Faces that seem known, unknown 

Haunt me throughout the day.

I’ve learnt each curve of my body,

Seen my face in a thousand mirrors.

The void in my eyes never wears off

Just becomes darker like the settling night.

This deafening silence resonates within me

Until screams and sighs become one in my throat;

A bloodbath of murdered love and unspoken words.

I’ll keep my voices to me, talk to them in my head

Because it’s all in my mind

All in my mind.


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Twists and Miracles 

We grow up in years, in wrinkles, in greys

Gather stories with experience and time.

Yet, inside us a child lives

Breathing in moments forever gone.

Fear exhales along with sighs

Sitting caged in my heart.

Words tangled flow in my mind

Knots and knots in thoughts.

Choking on emotion, a cry escapes 

This empty throat of mine.

Each night in darkness, I pay homage

To twists and miracles of time.


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Some days, they spell a tiredness

That stretches from bones to my being.

Dark sky spreads above me

No darker than my mind.

Moon, she looks down

Lonely, lonely, alone

Together, we contemplate life

Away from the choking crowd.


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In this world of billions

Even if

A thousand know me by face

A hundred know my name

A dozen know my being

A couple know my pain

I’m glad to say

I have been in existence 

Amongst monsters, music and morals 

Emotions, wind and the sun

In the form of

A thought, a feeling, a word

I have existed in breaths and heart beats

Moments and memories 

Just a drop of water in the sea of time

A star in this dark void.


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Keep walking 

People always talk in loud words

Loud voices booming off the four walls.

Silence steals syllables from my tongue,

Resonating within my being.

Skin that covers this flesh and bone

Hold scars that knives have left

In dreams that I see in the darknest nights.

I drown in a puddle of my tears

As voices whisper in my ears,

White light blinds my vision

Pushing me into the arms of dark.

Eyes closed, I see

I’m lost in remembrance of a sky 

That hides from me each night. 

Blood runs cold in my veins

Each time I think of

Tomorrow, day after, day after

What’ll happen next, and how?

Each time I breathe I feel within me

The weight of a thousand rocks

That press together on my chest

Making me sink lower, lower.

In moments of deepest grief

I remember you 

The smell that lingers on your clothes 

Memories that play in my mind.

Places hold onto ghosts of that time

Which is never coming back, never.

Moving on, how does one do that?

Zoom ahead by 15 years, only to realise

You’re reliving times when you were 15.

I try to understand world and its ways

A fineline that separates 

Fiction from real

People from thoughts 

Pain from life.

I’ll go on walking 

With a smile frozen on my lips,

A song stuck in my mind

Which plays in forever loops

Singing words to me

That seem like mine.


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