The Wooden Screen

I wake up to the sound of chaos; tyres screeching, keys rattling, violent knocking on the bedroom door. I hear them yelling at a distance, their usual banter, so I go back to sleep. But not too long after, I was jerked back awake to the sound of glass breaking. Perplexed, I go closer to …

Resilience

When your hope is snatched away from youFight backSnatch it back And keep it safeWhen the last string holding you up breakFall onto you kneesAnd still get back upWhen the world gives it’s all to burn out your fireFiercely rise up In the pursuit of what you loveAnd what you yearn to live forEvery time …

Things I Look Forward To

There’s a bridge across the rivulet Low enough for me to sit And dip my toes in it And go for a deep dive in my mind . Sunsets that cast crimson shadows On the skyscrapers so high And play with the clouds passing by Covered in golden hues . Slipping under the fresh sheets …

Stay Afloat

Some days you’ll wake up With a sinking feeling in your stomach With a weight so heavy Your body refuses to get up. Lethargic, frozen limbs That won’t help you out of bed With mind so blocked You won’t be able to think About anything other than Why you’re not able to. When you’ll want …

A Million Worlds

Sameer was a radio jockey. His show aired for an hour at night starting from midnight. Sometimes he made people laugh, sometimes he talked about classic movies or music or poetry or art, sometimes, he’d just talk. About nothing and yet everything. Tonight he went into his cabin. He threw his bag on the floor …

Take Care Of Your Body Like It Takes Care Of You

Your body loves you Takes care of you And you better do The same for your home Before it starts dying A slow death at your own hands When is it that you’ll Realise that you body is yours And beautiful still Muskaan Sancheti Picture Source: Pinterest

My Unapologetic Self

You told me that I should Tune my make up down That my kajal is dramatic And the red gloss is a bit much So the next day All I wore, was eyeliner And a tinted lip balm Hoping you would rate me At least an 8 Instead of the usual 6 On your conventional, …

The Story Of My Anxiety

It peels the skin off my body Layer by layer And makes itself a home Inside my bones Somewhere around my stomach And every time A little bit shifts in my routine It clutches onto my insides And twists it into Knot after knot after knot Until I feel like throwing up Until I shake …