You thought about it and realized you could not avert talking about it, so you made a story and narrated it to them. You said it so many times and to so many people, and each time with growing ease, that now, speaking about it doesn’t irk your conscience anymore. Your lie has resonated so much it has almost become the truth. Oh, and you yourself have started to believe your story too. Now, even when you silently try to recall what actually happened, you just can’t. Because the thing is, the truth has faded away inside of you, forlorn and forgotten. Too meek, too feeble to find its way to the surface.

So Congratulations!

 Your lie has become the truth,

and not just to them but to you too.


-Pathological Liar

It is amusing
Yet so confusing
How a person
Simultaneously
Can be the definition
Of One word
And its opposite.
That one Person
Can be both;
Your “strength”
And your “weakness”
At the very same time

-Word Opposite

I burnt the bridges in my sane mind
I have to now, swim though this ocean
I cannot afford to stop for a second
To survive, I have to be in motion

-No turning, No stopping

Wondered what you’d be inside
A melodic ballad or a piece of art
So I let myself fall deep in you
 I took a trip inside your heart
As I walked through, to my dismay
I found nothing that would shine
Instead its walls were black with smoke
Your heart was like… a coal mine

-Coal Mine

Shadows and Silhouettes,
A hundred demons inside and out
Thorns, hurdles and mountains
Tribulations, as I set about
Crippled, marred, and broken down
My clothes drenched in sweat and blood
I’m all alone by the river bay
I did, somehow survive the flood
Now I shall move to the woods
They’re dark, but I will find a way
If there is no path, I will pave one
I’ll reach the other side, come what may

-Come What May

I’m tired of saying, “This too shall pass”.

Lately, I realized I have been saying this way too often, it speaks of how every now and then, I’m waiting for the moment to go by quickly, the time to pass by. What am I holding onto then, if all I’m wishing for, is my life to fast forward into another moment when again, I’ll say nothing else but “this too shall pass”. What’s after that? Where is the rainbow? What is the silver lining I was waiting for?

What is that moment when I will say with relief,

“I hope this moment does not pass,

I hope it stays,

Because I want to live it for as long as I can”

-This too shall pass