When you hear the name ‘Batman‘, what’s the first thing that strikes your mind? ‘The Movie’? Gawd. That’s nice but, you got to understand what I’m trying to ask. Intelligence? Yeah, to some. But, to me, it’s the whole world of selflessness. It’s rare. Very, very rare in today’s world. That’s why. I like rare … More A Poem for ‘The Batman’ fans!
Yes, you got it right. Spot on. I survived for two prolonged years on WordPress. You heard me, right? And you heard me right! Let’s get started with a Thank You as per the regulations say. A “Thank You” note from the bottom of my heart to every soul that has ever read even a … More Two years on WordPress!
A new day A new life That will stay With no strife. An eternal joy For the same old boy I wish you and a lot I pray ‘Cause its your day. From the same old friend For the friendship that’ll never end. A smile that stays forever I wish you success hereafter You are … More Story of a Poet: #12. ~A Friendship to Treasure-The Trio of Us~
#last #lastnight So, as I sit here on the verge of my monotonous nights, I have this verbose with my unfinished thoughts that I can’t synchronize with the blot of every drop of ink that foresee the blood through every sip of my heart. And I ask myself the same question over and over again_ … More Feels of My Blood
And all that has come down to in the end is_ My End. That end where I lost the most important part of me. That end where_I lost to myself. But, I’m not full of regrets this time. I’m not disappointed with me even. But, it’s true that I lost. I lost to myself. But, … More You never know the last time_you see someone!
Like a Raconteur, I was belittled and baffled by my misfortunes to my demons hurling and gazing at my foregoes every damn time. I burnt like an anthracite. Slowly and intensely. “What are you waiting for? Come with us“, they asked in a thunderous disturbance. “Death”, I uttered in a ruptured voice. And I could … More Feels of My Demons
A half century of English poetry here at my blog. Uff…*sighed* With every blot of ink outraged an enormous amount of passion for reinforcing in me a will to write. To write about all those things that I know I could have said to people. Some people. But, I did not. Not because it never … More Story of a Poet: #50 I could not love you
I have this habit of neglecting a lot of things that doesn’t concern me. But, I do get affected by things that need to be left behind for sure. With that fond memory if mine, I take you a moment sublime. Part II “The True Lies” _Saiz
What is more delicate? Blood through the veins or Ink on paper? You already know my choice. Blatantly I conveyed all the secrets I thought I had. I gave voices to feelings that were buried deep. And that moment when I thought_’this is it’, everything was brought down to nothingness. But, then every person I … More Secret Diary_Part I- Surreptitious Desires
I request you to be strong and cozy And love me with a fearless heart For my heart has an inadequacy To restrict the feelings and depart I’m bound to the chains of adolescence And shadowed by the spark of your eyes For there is a luring incense Every time you comfort me with lies … More Story of a Poet: #49. A fearless heart.