Take me to the moon, Tsuki

月 Take me to the moon. The night the moon left, I know how much you’ve had to see. The blades wouldn’t cut your skin, it was just so cold. But her earrings which she left on your thighs right as your lips pierced her breasts. These earrings were sharp enough. Sharp enough to pierce…

4th August, Midnight

5th August, 12:49 am. Midnight. One day now. The pain is a bit less. Will soon vanish away. My golden tears froze half their way across my cheeks. Running out of tears. Don’t want it to go. Don’t want you to go. Wanted you, I still love you. Want this pain to stay. I want…

Sunflower Girl

To the sunflower girl, IT is not going to be okay. When you’ll confess your love and experience how awkward it really is, especially when you are already dumb awkward, you’re going to shake and tremble. You will start biting your lips and your tied tongue will go numb. You’ll try to keep his sweet…

A letter to light

/A letter to light/ Noor, If my letters don’t even reach you and neither do my poems, why am I still writing? For whom am I still writing? Sometimes I believe that the only thing that reaches your body these days are arms pressing your neck. Arms with no faces, just hands and my spit…

Strawberry Crush

My loneliness reminds me of your heart these days. Uncertain, Broken and Cold. It haunts me when the night creeps on. Like a blanket, it covers me and I pull it further on to not let it eat the monsters under my bed. I realise that I don’t turn my lights on in the dark…

Bruises

⁣These bruises tattooed on my back are a reminiscence of war.⁣ ⁣ My bruises are just reflections of the battlefield on my skin. ⁣⁣ From popping my pimples to tapeing the flowery pink cuts on my arms, I have realised that fixing a scar is difficult.⁣⁣ When you put these flames out from your skin,…

Cherry Blossom

//Your home is inside you// If I had a daughter, I’d name her Cherry. Because cherry is the colour of blood, but softer, And lighter. I’d teach my daughter to not be scared of drawing out her sword. To put her opinions on the table like men put their dicks out. With all her confidence….

You are Burning..

“𝘉𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴”⁣ ⁣ I realised that my life was in the pages I forgot to turn. ⁣ I say ‘forgot’ but really, I chose to not turn them. ⁣ The next page always felt so heavy,⁣ And the strong part of me had died on…

After this ends

I’m scared of what’ll happen after. I don’t want us to end. Because I know when it does, the skies will bleed.⁣ They will bleed of strong and powerful dead poets. ⁣ The blood will fall in rivers and seas making a loud, loud noise, like the breaking of glass.⁣ This noise will remind me…

This is the way I loved you

𝘓𝘰𝘷𝘦, 𝘚𝘢𝘳𝘢, 𝘈𝘪, 𝘗𝘳𝘦𝘮, 𝘗𝘺𝘢𝘢𝘳,⁣⁣⁣ I don’t think of you when I think of these words,⁣⁣⁣ I think of you when ‘soon to end’ things cross my mind,⁣⁣⁣ rather beautiful things⁣⁣⁣ like poetry books, scars, jhumkas and lipsticks,⁣⁣⁣ and the building where you and I first met.⁣⁣⁣ The building is gone now⁣⁣⁣ but the feeling…