Friday, October 6, 2017

Mirror

If I show you my insecurities
Like blood running deep in my veins
You'll tear them apart one by one
And deny their very foundation.

But if I stand brave and strong
Unscathed by my flaws
You'll show me the same mirror you
Showed to glorify me earlier,
Now in a whole new light.

You'll convince me of the
Existence of my monsters
And prove that I've fed them.

Sunday, June 26, 2016

Immiscible



Immiscible.
Like oil and water.
Stirred in the whirlpool of varied feelings.
Yet separated into layers of monolithic opinions.

Indivisible.
Like 14 and 3.
No matter how hard one tries,
The aftermath of such a coupling leaves remaindering pairs.

Impermissible.
Like a ray of hope and a cloud of doubts.
Will you let a rainbow appear after the rains?

Invincible.
Unlike us maybe.
But much like the synergies of our telepathic brainwaves.

Monday, April 4, 2016

Tender emoti(c)ons

Touch the screen,
Zoom in a little.
Pinch it to appropriate degrees,
Swipe through the choices.
Tap on the opportunities,
Wait till somebody clicks.
And then let your fingerprints,
Tip toe their way into the heart of a machine.
Change the skin,
Initiate small talk.
Pout, wink, emote,
Make love remote.
Express each one of your commands,
Lay yourself bare in front of a front camera.
Fuck off.
Log off.

Thursday, March 17, 2016

We become what we fight.

Sometimes I'm the system,
The system of survival of the fittest.
Sometimes I'm lies,
Filled with every venomous drop of veracity.
Sometimes I'm anxiety,
And a fear of loss and insecurity.
Sometimes I'm the army,
Of mighty men who never say never.
Sometimes I'm ice cold,
Ungrateful and shrewd as a pest.
Sometimes I'm vagueness,
Fluid and fragmented.
Sometimes I'm a belief,
As strong and outdated as religion.
Sometimes I'm a morning,
Assumptuous that everyone needs sunshine.
Sometimes I'm all of you,
Camouflaged in canopies of myriad identities.
Sometimes I'm me,
We become what we fight.

Sunday, March 13, 2016

Marketplace

There are so many brands of perfect in the mart,
Each with a seal of its own.
Some longer lasting than the rest.
All stacked neatly at the same store.
The ones that cost you more,
Stocked right in front of your eyes.
The discounted, on sale, and partly broken pieces are a little hard to find.
But just when you think you've struck the best deal,
Know that this isn't probably your luck.
Look closely, inspect a little more.
Check the usual check marks.
These brands are built to deceive.
Never skip the details in fine print.
That's the most crucial information, masked by the great processes of marketing.
Don't be blinded by their shiny packaging.
Don't be fooled by their magical word play.
Because they won't be able to get you a refund.
They won't answer your questions in a consumer court.
They will just ask you,
If the seal was broken, why did you buy it anyway?

Sunday, March 6, 2016

Cordial

There is a lot of tension in the wire that connects us.
But the relations between us are cordial.
Almost like two countries that have a history of wars.
But have known peace for long now.
Wars usually evoke a sense of something ugly.
But this conflict taught me that destruction can be beautiful.
Like living with an idea and then letting it ruin you by ceasing to exist.
You could still live with that idea, right?
Or should you get real?
I don't know what will happen first,
Will the wire break, or would it be us.
I would have preferred the wire to coil up around me,
And you.
Rendering us a sad picture, but a great caption.
Half of you is happy, the other half happily defeated.
While every half of me is wholly conflicted, even without you.

Tuesday, February 23, 2016

Jarring contrast

From a quilt of warmth
To scorching heat
And blades of cold wind at the same time.
From complacency
To a sudden loss
And a cynic's victory dance at the same time.
From endless banter
To meaningless chatter
And assumed silence at the same time.
From incessant sweet nothings
To few complaints
And occasional rantings at the same time.
From a blossoming romance
To a mushrooming nonchalance
And shrinking friendship at the same time.
From a little bit of us
To a lot of you
And a lot of me at the same time.
From insomniac sentences
To a lousy full stop
And sleepless three dots at the same time.