Month: April 2019

  • the vessel is full

    the vessel is full, but feels empty from within, it almost feels like words are screeching, from the boiling kettle pot, trying to tell me, something, but words don’t show up, words are ditching me, love has lost its way and hope is still stuck in traffic, the vessel is full, but feels empty from […]

  • if the ceiling of my room was outter space

    if the ceiling of my room was outter space if the ceiling of my room was outter space, i’d have stopped them, the gravity under my bed, from pulling me, down, again and again, if the ceiling of my room was outter space, a door, a pathway to other galaxies, i’d then take my plant […]

  • who am i

    who am i? i see that the hands of the clocks, have now, started spinning leftwards, and we, you and me, tanzim, are going back to where we started. from those vast empty gardens, where you’ll sit, with our mother and father, around, and look at the world, in awe, look at the baloonwallah’s and […]

  • trying to forget you

    do you like it now, tanzim? now, i wear my vulnerabilties as my yellow summer shirt, with each blow of summer wind, i bleed, my skin cuts and the dried leaves touch through this deep empty pit i-you have been feeling since the beginning of time, flowers have become blades and loneliness, the only meaning […]

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