If my Heart could speak,It would lament of it's hurtOf the dreams that perishedOn days where all hope was lostWith no shoulder to lay on It would sing of it's uncertaintyOf the worlds withinThat only lived through thoughtsOf the tales of braveryThat withered with time It would laugh with fearOf the love unattained,At times when …
The roar of Cars exploded in the atmosphere. Streets were a war zone at this 6th Evening Hour and across the street, she stood. Without a care in the world. But if she only knew how she affected him. In knots had become his stomach everyday at this Godforsaken hour as his eyes got their …
At the Heights of Dawn is where we all are. Naked in thoughts, Naive in mind, And terrified at Heart. The closer we are to what makes us we, And lesser we feel contented to be Who we are MEANT TO BE.
The birds sing when she is born. Babies cry when she joins the gods. Toiling is all she knows For life teaches her nothing else. The sun shines. And the clouds mourn. Seasons come, And Seasons go. Yet for her, The days are nothing but the same. She smiles through the tears, And laughs through …
I see them, yet I Don't. They wander in and out of my thoughts, Yet like the wind, Sweet nothings are all they whisper. All Hope has faded. Like life, I held onto them fiercely Yet just like words, 'Forget you' is all they became. With no place to go, And no road to take, …
With my heart torn to pieces, And the world so blurry, They made their way down my face. Itchy and Red-Fiery and hot, They burned my emotions eternally. With my heart at war, And my eyes Flowing, I crumbled to my knees. And Like a beautiful melody, My Canvas came to a standstill. With my soul …
If I say I love You very much, would you really believe me? If I say I miss you, would it make sense yet am with you? If I say all I want is to protect you, does it make me a Father? If I say I am never angry at you, would me make …
I remember dancing allover the house. It was no mansion for a millionaire but the ability to be myself and conquer not only my fears but also the world was reflected through the walls. They were always trembling. The various beats floating from the neighbors' houses never gave them any rest. And it was through …
A little Girl grew up with a dream. In a strange village, on the outskirts of Africa Where it shone and rained with revenge. She had seen it all. But she still had a dream. The clouds withered and the rain died. Mud turned to dust. And the vegetation was blown away But she still …
Dear future child of mine, I am writing to you as a grieving mother. Many may wonder why, but it is all because I love you so much that I can't help wondering when you will definitely get here. The world is not an easy place. I pray I can protect you from it …
THE ROOTED MIND 