Somewhere along the road along those dirty canals, sat a wretched soul; a lovely bird her wings broken, her eyes swollen. From the time the world arose to the time it slept She sat there singing a crude song; a song of her bygone; an extinct beauty. The city changed, The grey monstersContinue reading “A Bird’s song”
Category Archives: poetry
The midnight wail
Why do they ask not to be afraid when the heart is always fragile. It is trapped, you see moving along with these million beats veiled and dragged. It cannot breathe! It cannot see! Pity it people! Let it atleast be the solitary loon it wanted to be! Unheard and heads-turned they moved…Continue reading “The midnight wail”
My unseen heart
There was no music behind calm and soothing ones, nor the inspiring beats, like in a three minute video. There was no pat on the back when everything went good nor a hug for the hard times. There were a million silent cries, that went unheard A million fear, that went unseen AContinue reading “My unseen heart”
An Angel’s pick
A gentle smile, a polite gesture, a warm wave from my friend’s kitchen, a hug for my sickness, slowly she walked in…unnoticed. I disliked the mirrors as I disliked its reflection. Fear, it echoed back; fear of the ringing laughter around. It had locked me inside and I had sold myself to this unknownContinue reading “An Angel’s pick”
An apology
I am sorry for the many times I turned deaf; deaf towards your racing beats. I am sorry for the many times I let you alone, for the cold darkness to swallow. I am sorry for the million times I did not understand, your obvious gestures. I am sorry my heart forContinue reading “An apology”
A message
You don’t need to search them they are right there with their eyes wide waiting for you; waiting for you to notice waiting for you to get inspired. These simple things are everywhere in the speech of a random speaker, in the soft gentle falling of tree leaves, in the music that you close yourContinue reading “A message”
Carnival of Cultures, Berlin 2012
We saw the rhythm around; a preset movement. We just had to fold our hands and follow suit training to be a professional them. Simpletons closed their eyes, rebels suffocated, and finally the mad ones stood out stopping themselves among the multitude; a multitude of this crazy mass… this crazy brutal mass!
A piece of quite sadness
Straight ahead I walked, Stopping once to turn. It was getting all blurred, Like a gathering wisp of smoke. I slowly walked, more and more away from the bus. I could feel the leaking sand through my fingers; these memory grains. But I cannot save it I have to let him go. BackContinue reading “A piece of quite sadness”
On my Birthday eve
I have no time, I have no sleep yet the world stands still now. I can feel your cold gaze, gaze of urgency. It rushed through me making me sit upright with my eyes staring into the laptop screen. I began typing, and it went on and on with no plan and thinking.Continue reading “On my Birthday eve”
I wish…
I wish I could sing, a lovely song all on my own. I would let it out everything that I clutched, from deep within. I would scream into the darkness I see and wander alone in the woods with glee singing my heart out singing my heart out. I wish I could playContinue reading “I wish…”
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