Rown

I hate you, You heard it right, I actually hate you for all pain you hid under the hood, And cloaked it by your smile, And made it look like it doesn't even exists. And I hate myself For not being able to see through it, Even though I was known for being able to disect your feelings layer by layer. I was the best detective  Who used be able to read what's going on in your heart Just by the degree of curve on your lips. I hate you, For all the time you pushed me away With the fear to lose me in the heart, That has always been beating for me While it was beating you up with the guilt Eating you up like a maggots, Sucking life out of you like a parasite, And I hate myself for letting you push me away, While I blindfolded myself with anger, And shut my ears out of fear of not being able to take the truth. I hate you like how I hate sun that enrages me when it's at its hottest But still keeps me warm, Like how I hate moon for...

Dear stranger, It's been a while since you last called. I have been longing to hear your voice But it is not easy to call a stranger, right? You have to muster up all the courage And think about all the responses they might give And critically analyze if you're strong enough to digest it along with all the butterflies you still feel for them. You see, I was supposed to write about a random stranger but, my heart only drags me to your street. It's easier to write about when you know which way you're going, And my mind, body, and feet always turns to you all the time, Wish I could stop it but my reflexes are so familiar with your memories, It always ends up betraying me even when I tell them that's not the street I should be taking. Dear stranger, How are you? I hope you are doing well. I hope you get hurt by my poems less by the day, I know you still read them, I know you still wonder who makes me laugh these days like you did, Or maybe you pretend t...

Black, dark, Hanging onto you  whenever there is even a little light in your life, I make sure to be there. Seen, unseen, People either see me and ignore Or don’t see at all, But I make sure to tag along Front, back, sideways I be wherever I can, Holding on to you Like you are my master But I’m the ruler You’re my source And I suck the life outta you like a parasite. Outdoors, indoors, I hover around you And you barely manage to push me away I know you tried. Happiness, sadness, I love to linger and tap you time to time Especially when you are laughing the loudest, I invite my best friend "anxiety" in and party playing the string of your nerves Feed on your happiness And get drunk on your soul It is my favorite booze. Known, unknown, I know you know me as a synonym of your shadow, That follows you around everywhere you go, And people i...

We have started falling asleep together during weekends, even when the only thing we could hold was the phone, pillows, blankets, and sheets. I fall asleep as I watch him drift away from reality to the world of dreams peacefully like a child after a long day, even if the sun is up in the sky there and no moon night here. I fall asleep to his sleepy whispers calling my name, his closed eyes and lips pinker than mine, I stare at him and think how much I'm in love with this person. I ponder upon ending the call, but I don't, thinking just this once, I can pretend that we're sleeping together, just not in the same bed, or room, or house, or country, but still together, face to face.  He always sleeps before me, peacefully, telling me the tale of his tiredness and I let him and watch how perfect he looks and think how I can stare at this one person sleeping all my life. But I know, if he'll sleep in front of me in person, I would probably wake him back up just becaus...

I barely know you by your outer skin molded perfectly on your body, That gets tanned in the sun And changes color, By the smile you plaster on your face that changes look As beard and mustache grows, By the scent of your body I used to smell while I nuzzle my nose on your chest That gets overcome by the smell of perfume you wear. By the new clothes, I haven't seen you wearing that you change every next month, By your muscles that get more toned every time you send me pictures than last time, Coz you've been away for more than a while, And I barely know all the changes that changed you in all these time. But in all these times, I've known you more than people can understand While they wonder how can we stand With distance in-between, I know about you more than anyone ever can. I know you by your heartbeat so well that sometimes I get it confused as my own, By your soft voice while you try to soothe crying me over phone like they're medicine to my wounded heart, ...

Will the things remain same, If I deny changing my last name after marriage? What is the game about changing it and making it same when our heartbeat has a common name. It already makes us one doesn't it? Will your eyes look at me the same way you used to If I deny bowing on your feet on the day of marriage when the priest says so or after marriage? Or will you say No, She doesn’t need to And take a stand for me? Husband is god they say but will you add that my wife needs to be treated as goddess too? because she is my "Ardhangini" the other half that completes me. or will you also weigh the respect I have for you on the one and bowing you on the oth er and take it as a disrespect to your manhood as this society does? The respect should come by heart, The mutual one, Not by bowing on the feet Isn’t it? Will you be ashamed to help me in the kitchen, or cook for me when I come home from work drai...