#review #poetry #cat
The morning sings
for the winter sun
to warm the coldest month.
Little children
covered in sweaters and caps,
with jumbo boots
and gloved hands,
ready to roll
giant balls of snow
satisfying their childish goals.
Somewhere,
far away,
a beautiful lake crystallised,
lovers skating on it's marvellous ice.
They witness
magic emanating
as they swirl in joy.
A road dressed in hailstones;
adorned with trees
and a little girl
along with her grandpa
strolled watching the dew drops
on the leaves.
As they walked along,
Grandpa said something
almost as a whisper,
"The time of the year
when the blowing wind
gives you a shiver
and the rare arrival
of the sun
makes you smile
more often than any candy
and like any candy
you wrap yourself
in cozy blankets
because this magical season
sprinkles snowflakes from above
as an enchanted form of love!❤️
The morning sings
for the winter sun
to warm the coldest month.
Little children
covered in sweaters and caps,
with jumbo boots
and gloved hands,
ready to roll
giant balls of snow
satisfying their childish goals.
Somewhere,
far away,
a beautiful lake crystallised,
lovers skating on it's marvellous ice.
They witness
magic emanating
as they swirl in joy.
A road dressed in hailstones;
adorned with trees
and a little girl
along with her grandpa
strolled watching the dew drops
on the leaves.
As they walked along,
Grandpa said something
almost as a whisper,
"The time of the year
when the blowing wind
gives you a shiver
and the rare arrival
of the sun
makes you smile
more often than any candy
and like any candy
you wrap yourself
in cozy blankets
because this magical season
sprinkles snowflakes from above
as an enchanted form of love!❤️
A place beneath the basement.
Scratched walls,
a glass window with sticking dirt and moss.
A completely stained floor
and a broken mirror reflecting it all.
I have torn flesh layering my palms and sole of feet.
Bruised blood dripping skin.
My bones stretch at their best to tear me.
I can't help feeling lonely.
I see my demons
devouring my energy
but all I do
is crawl
and scratch the walls.
I yell though my voice is weak.
I suffocate
and force myself to breathe.
I can't relax
as if I'm being churned in agony.
24-7 my eyes are wide open
and I drown in thoughts
of no pure sense.
I remained silent
but I could no longer absorb my tears.
So I erupted.
When I did...
I growled like an animal
and lost my control.
I strangled myself
and pierced my skin.
I banged the mirror
and watched it bleed.
I've been like this ever since I locked myself in a place beneath the basement.
#review #poetry #cat
Scratched walls,
a glass window with sticking dirt and moss.
A completely stained floor
and a broken mirror reflecting it all.
I have torn flesh layering my palms and sole of feet.
Bruised blood dripping skin.
My bones stretch at their best to tear me.
I can't help feeling lonely.
I see my demons
devouring my energy
but all I do
is crawl
and scratch the walls.
I yell though my voice is weak.
I suffocate
and force myself to breathe.
I can't relax
as if I'm being churned in agony.
24-7 my eyes are wide open
and I drown in thoughts
of no pure sense.
I remained silent
but I could no longer absorb my tears.
So I erupted.
When I did...
I growled like an animal
and lost my control.
I strangled myself
and pierced my skin.
I banged the mirror
and watched it bleed.
I've been like this ever since I locked myself in a place beneath the basement.
#review #poetry #cat
A place beneath the basement.
Scratched walls,
a glass window with sticking dirt and moss.
A completely stained floor
and a broken mirror reflecting it all.
I have torn flesh layering my palms and sole of feet.
Bruised blood dripping skin.
My bones stretch at their best to tear me.
I can't help feeling lonely.
I see my demons
devouring my energy
but all I do
is crawl
and scratch the walls.
I yell though my voice is weak.
I suffocate
and force myself to breathe.
I can't relax
as if I'm being churned in agony.
24-7 my eyes are wide open
and I drown in thoughts
of no pure sense.
I remained silent
but I could no longer absorb my tears.
So I erupted.
When I did...
I growled like an animal
and lost my control.
I strangled myself
and pierced my skin.
I banged the mirror
and watched it bleed.
I've been like this ever since I locked myself in a place beneath the basement.
#review #poetry #cat
Scratched walls,
a glass window with sticking dirt and moss.
A completely stained floor
and a broken mirror reflecting it all.
I have torn flesh layering my palms and sole of feet.
Bruised blood dripping skin.
My bones stretch at their best to tear me.
I can't help feeling lonely.
I see my demons
devouring my energy
but all I do
is crawl
and scratch the walls.
I yell though my voice is weak.
I suffocate
and force myself to breathe.
I can't relax
as if I'm being churned in agony.
24-7 my eyes are wide open
and I drown in thoughts
of no pure sense.
I remained silent
but I could no longer absorb my tears.
So I erupted.
When I did...
I growled like an animal
and lost my control.
I strangled myself
and pierced my skin.
I banged the mirror
and watched it bleed.
I've been like this ever since I locked myself in a place beneath the basement.
#review #poetry #cat
#review #cat #poetry
BEGUILING BEAUTY
Curls upon her forehead,
earrings dangling and
kissing her collarbones.
I see a woman glorifying
a red dress she's worn.
Her eyes....fierce
like the oceanic waves.
I fell for her smile which spread on her face as her eyes met my gaze!
I see her coming towards me!!!
My heartbeats fasten suddenly!!!!
She smelled like Jasmine...
And beautiful things I could imagine!
She introduces herself as "Maya".
For the next few moments...
I was allured by her eyes;
her lips which curved into a smile.
THEN...
I heard her last word "goodbye"...
For she vanished in the sparkle of a second!!!
And I was left captivated by her BEAUTIFUL LIES
because...
SHE STOLE MY PURSE!!!!
As well as my heart
for awhile...
BEGUILING BEAUTY
Curls upon her forehead,
earrings dangling and
kissing her collarbones.
I see a woman glorifying
a red dress she's worn.
Her eyes....fierce
like the oceanic waves.
I fell for her smile which spread on her face as her eyes met my gaze!
I see her coming towards me!!!
My heartbeats fasten suddenly!!!!
She smelled like Jasmine...
And beautiful things I could imagine!
She introduces herself as "Maya".
For the next few moments...
I was allured by her eyes;
her lips which curved into a smile.
THEN...
I heard her last word "goodbye"...
For she vanished in the sparkle of a second!!!
And I was left captivated by her BEAUTIFUL LIES
because...
SHE STOLE MY PURSE!!!!
As well as my heart
for awhile...
#review #poetry #cat
I sat by the fireplace.
It is freezing cold outside
and it's the hour of midnight.
I took out the dusty album
and in the little light of the cold fire,
I was ready to revive the memories.
The pictures were a bit faded
but contained people who once existed!
My eyes glowed at the old sepia photographs.
I turned the pages to see my beautiful wife.
Black and white was the picture
but I still remember the red saree she draped for me.
I went numb for a second
and was silenced.
I gazed at the fire
and it looked like the ashes of my wife.
My wife was indeed beautiful
but no more.
My album contained my youth
but my body was eighty years old.
I sighed and closed the album
because I didn't had the courage
to bring back the memories
that only made me cry.
I sat by the fireplace.
It is freezing cold outside
and it's the hour of midnight.
I took out the dusty album
and in the little light of the cold fire,
I was ready to revive the memories.
The pictures were a bit faded
but contained people who once existed!
My eyes glowed at the old sepia photographs.
I turned the pages to see my beautiful wife.
Black and white was the picture
but I still remember the red saree she draped for me.
I went numb for a second
and was silenced.
I gazed at the fire
and it looked like the ashes of my wife.
My wife was indeed beautiful
but no more.
My album contained my youth
but my body was eighty years old.
I sighed and closed the album
because I didn't had the courage
to bring back the memories
that only made me cry.
#review #poetry #cat
School days were best at concerts
and worst at exams
because exams made us vulnerable
to our fears of failure
and that is a fact!
The teachers yelled more than teach
because we were out of their league!
Eating in class became a die hard habit
and somedays we were even beaten for this!
As said, every child is unique,
so were we!!
Morning assembly was unbearable
so talented children dramatically fainted
and were excused one by one.
Poor acting skills
made some apply sunscreen to resist the ultraviolet heat!
Cheating was smuggling;
smuggling was illegal.
Performing the forbidden
was our hobby!
So we basically passed answer scripts unnoticeably.
The teacher's pet was the target of the masses;
It was cool when we used to rule!
Attitude of one could never be humiliated by the other.
If anyone insulted our group member
then no power on earth could spare them from our rage and thunder!
Studies were managed
and fun was heightened.
Talk about parks and swings!?
we had our playground on the last bench
with paper and pens!
The creation of paper planes
was an art of different kind.
Oh! Those were the days
that left an indelible trail
of memories carved on our spine!
School days were best at concerts
and worst at exams
because exams made us vulnerable
to our fears of failure
and that is a fact!
The teachers yelled more than teach
because we were out of their league!
Eating in class became a die hard habit
and somedays we were even beaten for this!
As said, every child is unique,
so were we!!
Morning assembly was unbearable
so talented children dramatically fainted
and were excused one by one.
Poor acting skills
made some apply sunscreen to resist the ultraviolet heat!
Cheating was smuggling;
smuggling was illegal.
Performing the forbidden
was our hobby!
So we basically passed answer scripts unnoticeably.
The teacher's pet was the target of the masses;
It was cool when we used to rule!
Attitude of one could never be humiliated by the other.
If anyone insulted our group member
then no power on earth could spare them from our rage and thunder!
Studies were managed
and fun was heightened.
Talk about parks and swings!?
we had our playground on the last bench
with paper and pens!
The creation of paper planes
was an art of different kind.
Oh! Those were the days
that left an indelible trail
of memories carved on our spine!
#review #poetry #cat
GAINING A LOST GEM
Though....mistakes were made,
behaviour was changed,
tone was rude,
and so was the attitude!!
We fought and blocked and....
unblocked and again fought;
until one day realization took over
and stupidity was felt.
Indeed, we were fighting but for no worthy reason.
We were avoiding for eternal seasons....
Guilt was blaming the past as well as childishness
but still guilt was there for losing a person
kept so well!!!
Was it ego keeping away from texting a "hello"?
or was it the guilt scared to be humiliated??
Whatever it was,
destiny knew how to tie the knot!
So... here we are...again....with those friendly talks!!
Wise enough to accept the mistake
and kind enough to forgive the past.
We chatter again like those good old days forgetting the scars!!!
GAINING A LOST GEM
Though....mistakes were made,
behaviour was changed,
tone was rude,
and so was the attitude!!
We fought and blocked and....
unblocked and again fought;
until one day realization took over
and stupidity was felt.
Indeed, we were fighting but for no worthy reason.
We were avoiding for eternal seasons....
Guilt was blaming the past as well as childishness
but still guilt was there for losing a person
kept so well!!!
Was it ego keeping away from texting a "hello"?
or was it the guilt scared to be humiliated??
Whatever it was,
destiny knew how to tie the knot!
So... here we are...again....with those friendly talks!!
Wise enough to accept the mistake
and kind enough to forgive the past.
We chatter again like those good old days forgetting the scars!!!