Choice

Am I a need or a choice? Am I the only, or one of the few? My gullible mind, hasty and volatile. Decorating stage on the grounds of dreams. I am here, I’ll be there, though was I there among a throng with its arms open? Or was I the one in a crowd? Poetry…

Evenings

Are you afraid of the evenings? Once I used to love them, would wait for the scorching heat to die and the breeze rush in, ‘work’ time had ended, all smiles and laughs, as warriors returned home. My darling night just around the corner. Evening was my happy spot. I was fond of the ambiguity…

Knots (Abstract #5)

Pulled the wrong end, and it got tighter. Pulling which end was purely subjective. Sometimes tighter was exactly what you wanted, sometimes you needed space. Wonderful personification, ain’t it? Aren’t your emotions a knot themselves? Bound on things you keep to yourself. Wound around promises. Packed and tight, until you’re all ready to be opened…

Stay

Sway to the music, groove to your heartbeats, rest on your shoulder, when the music filled the entire room, when shivering hands found something to hold on to, when unsure emotions found a night, and with every sway, I wished you’d stay. I surprised myself with such feelings, vague yet so clear, tangled yet so…

Vulnerable

Would you for once be the most vulnerable you’ve been. I wish to see you at the core, I wish to see you raw. I wish to see you need me, I wish to see you crave for an ear. I wish to see your tears, you’ve been hiding behind your smile. I wish to…