She is a party of one…!!!!

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Some days, she forgets the invisible shiny chains..

She jumped

She ran

Fell & bumped

Into despair

It’s not you

She brushed 

The bruised

& bandaged soul

There is no wind today

Tomorrow will try again

In her stubbornness to fly

She forgot

The shackles making her stay…

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A withered rose…!!!!

Like a withered rose

She stood still

Unknown

Unaware

Of the change

The blowing wind

It felt strange

To bloom

To smile

Doom

Was that the color

Of her

She wasn’t sure

Or

Cared

She was a withered rose

Stood and pose

Same way

Everyday

Living in the past

So aghast

Of what’s not coming back

Of the deep crack

Between then and now

Raising a brow

She gave signs of life

For she never moved

A withered rose

She stood & pose

Same way

Everyday

There, there

Said the sun& moon

She heard none

She wanted to

Listen, dance & move

To spring & monsoon

But she was no more

The flower she was to be

Ravaged to the end

She stood little bend

She bore no signs

Of the beauty

She was once

Of the richness

The fragrance

The abundance

Of life

A waste to be thrown

What became

Of her

For

She was a withered rose

She might have been presumed

Dead

If it wasn’t the dread

Painted over

Darker

Than her own color

No water

No light

She starved

Pain carved

Every where

She rusted

She broke

To the ugliness

Of a stick in water-less

Pot

She wrought

She fought

Then she became a ghost

A dead flower

Almost

A little pale & pink

Oozing with the stink

Such was fate

Of the girl who

Turned into

A withered rose

Who stood & pose

Same way

Everyday..!!!!

I want to be Alice in Wonderland, only I don’t want to find my way back…

I should marry myself, for all the things I do to keep me happy and going. But, it’s so exhausting. The constant efforts to keep mind busy, happy and pleased are effin exhausting and leaves me into pieces by the end of the day, which makes them useless for I’m back to being the broken bones of nothing.

 

broken bones…!!!!

Do tell

when they find

the broken

bones

of a girl so sad

who had

nothing to

hold on to

anymore

for

the air was too thin

the sky went grim

sun died

she cried & cried

searching for comfort

for it hurt

she hid

she ran

she fell,

do tell

for they would

want to  know

where went the glow

of her lies & masks

and pretenses

do tell

her defenses

were broken into

when hope died

& turned blue,

do tell

she fought well

she did

as she hid

behind faces

and smiles

too heavy to carry,

do tell

her story

when they find

her broken

bones….!!!!!!

I’m in love with this song…

I’m having an effin week specially last two days, so when i come home at 10 every night broken and exhausted i look for songs. All i want to do is give me some music therapy and i make sure i listen to this one.

Truth is, the only place to find love is in movies and music…