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lullaby

the voices in my head
so many rumblings like
bees homebound
the first glance of the girl
in school uniform when
we were young
the first kiss on the lips
parted, nervous fun
the success and the failure
each towards something
something big and beautiful
a life. levied, lived, loved
memories shared with
strangers, secrets told
they are worth something
to me, if i’m being bold
stories to strangers like
water to parched tongue
a voice justified just might
quench the desire of
life but in minutes
somehow somewhere there’s
one exactly for this story
and yet the murmurs inside
my head fighting for authority
so many voices, so many pleads
everywhere
running like rabid dogs after
a thunderstorm
am i to search to no avail
or find within
somehow, the soothing sensation
of the one who first spoke to me
with love never seen before
undeniable, unquestionable
understanding
how could i forget that sweet
voice, none better i ever heard
go ahead, tell my story
mom

i’ve become so numb

i used to be bothered by the pain
echos of failures haunting every
step, the ones i took, and the ones
i ignored

fumbling on the path every way
stumbling on success while window
shopping for some respite
i explored

feeling the rage by the laughter
coming my way, by the despicable
well wishers leeching onto misery
i broke

and yet with time by my side
success kept aside, a smile on my
lips for i’ve become so numb
i evolved

a lost smile

reminded of days when
my sister and i
fought over last piece of cake

days when we pulled
legs, but not punches
over silly little things

carefree and careless
getting out of school
triumphing, with fever fake

jumping up and down
heartily and satisfied
with arms for wings

time flows by, thoughts
though stationary, frozen
smile as warmth awaits

i am sin

lust

the more i stare
the more they stare back
i just want him
the one behind the mirror

gluttony

why am i to save
a life that’s not mine
for i am better
far better than you

greed

don’t pray for me
i don’t desire blessings
if you want however
your money will do

sloth

i could’ve eased your
pain when you were hurting
maybe next time
i’m busy tonight

wrath

you, insignificant you
i won’t let you get away
with what you did to me
my wrath will destroy you

envy

you chose him
the clown who made you laugh
after all the things
i bought you

pride

if you think it’ll work
i pity your rotten life
for there’s no one better
than me, i’m rejecting you

ignorance

i was always better
there were no mistakes i made
she’s the one who couldn’t
understand my eminence

ritual

gentle nudge to bring me back

from the serene dream i had

your warm touch embraced

unlike that bright ball of fire

trying to shine brighter than you

how embarrassing for him

losing to but a dream of mine

a tragedy he shall face

for you are much more divine

when i open my eyes you

will be there smiling at me

unlike the eternity i woke up

to a weightless pillow

 

perfectly good

everyday the same search
deep within
today’s great though
i have something new
better than yesterday

backspace is assaulted
cracks visible
yet i go through
i have something new
better than yesterday

this time it’ll work
i have a feeling
this one is readable
i have something new
better than yesterday

it’s been so long
the pen has dried off
this is worth it
i have something new
better than yesterday

i had so much to say
all lost in time
was that worth it
waiting for something new
better than yesterday

waiting for perfection
i stopped being good
all i can show
edits of blank drafts
just like yesterday

striving to better
oft we mar what’s well
said shakespeare once
so here’s my imperfect poem
just like yesterday

fear

i am fear
narcissistic and proud
for you forget all the joy
and happiness turns
like a mold hanging
over your head

you are afraid
stunned and paralysed
for you meet the darkness
lurking behind brave facade
like an old friend
you sent away

we are together
my villain and your hero
for it is written by the stars
and i’ll crush your hopes, dreams
like only i can
until you give up