Endings don’t matter


I know the ending
I clearly knows how the leaves rustles
I know the wind
It comes and it goes
But it stays too
And I’ve feel it
And all I think about the wind is
Not where it came
Nor where it went
But rather that it felt good.

You came
I know you will go
I know how it will end
I know you won’t be my side
To count the lanes of wrinkles down my eyes
To press my hands against the pillow
When it shakes
To count the leftover teeth by time
In my mouth,
You won’t be there.

But in this moment
I love you
And I know where this is going.
But you are here now,
You are here
And I see you
Smiling pretty
Looking at me like all the world
Cease to exist from now on
And only us matters.
So why should an ending matter
Because everything else is perfect now.


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Some things girls like me go through


1. Every time someone drives a car bad Mamma assumes that it maybe a woman and Pappa nods. I mock their prejudice silently and roll my window down, and scream into myself.

2. God apparently made Men before he made women. Some Men are now trying to prove that they are Women’s God. God comes to me in my sleep and tells me, he still is my God and all these things that the men are saying was an error.

3. In front of a lighted candle my mother tells me that my eyes should be brighter than light itself. She says that some boys only fall for bright eyes, they forgets to see the heart. Some men are oblivious to the matter of your heart.

4. Apparently there’s an invitation letter between my legs and if I sit with my legs open. All men’s hell will break lose.

5. We’re afraid of demons.

6. We face discrimination everyday. Yesterday a friend of mine told me, my handwriting doesn’t look like that of a girl. She said it’s dirty, like that of a man. There are men who has a good handwriting, I’ve seen it.

7. According to my brother, men only realises that a woman have legs if she’s wearing a leggings or shorts. It is an unwanted attention he says. So I’m dying legless.

8. There is something wrong with my clock. My world ends after it’s 6 in the evening. After it’s dark there’s nothing more. Women are not for the night, my wall echos.

9. My mother doesn’t know I’m writing this. I know she’ll disown me if she does. Please hide!


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We broke it/us


What would you do if something is so right? I once asked him. He replied; we make it wrong.

That’s exactly what happened with us. We were so textbook right that, we made us wrong.

1) Keeping count of time.

We used to talk always, we used to talk a lot and when we started talking less, that time difference played an important role in keeping us apart. We were so scared that we were drifting away just because we talked less. We were actually more scared that we sort of started thinking it as a timetable that we forgot to follow. Our first mistake was that we convinced ourselves that time was ripping us off but it was our thoughts that was doing so. We gave importance to something which didn’t matter. Time never mattered feelings did .Don’t mess that up.

2) We shared ourselves too much.

We were so open with each other that we always felt like we were always with each other. But then we shared everything that things slowly started to be a ritual. More like calendar work. And finally like a recluse we forgot which day it was and what week. Stay together but not within each other, just together. I know that now.

3) I take you back, every time you come back.

You leave for your own good, I make peace with it, I sob, I lament, I cry, I break myself into pieces and I lay there on the floor trying to pick myself up. Convincing myself this is life and no fairytale, then you come back and I take you in because my heart still is convinced it’s a fairy tale.

4) You collect my broken pieces.

You leave, you come back, you leave, you come back and when I let you in, I never notices that you came back to get a part from my broken pieces and then walk away again. Then come back again when you miss me collect another part and leave. But what I should have known was, if I let you continue this, I wouldn’t be able to stand up on myself with all those missing pieces of myself.

5) We broke each other.

We were so right for each other that we couldn’t stand it and ended up ruining ourselves and our mind. Are you over me yet?


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Distant Talks


Her:- Do you know how I feels like, when you’re sad?

Him :- How?

Her:- I feels like crying. . .

Him:- . . . .

Her:- Do you know why?

Him:- Hmm. Why?

Her:- Because I can’t be there with you. Because I can’t hug you tight and I can’t tell you it’s alright, that everything will be fine and not let you do anything stupid. Like the things you are doing now. . . .


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It starts with an A


I am afraid of myself
For my name starts with A
Just like that in annihilation
And I was my own first victim,
With spool of truth that ties mouth
And tongue and love, the gritty teeth
Not so blind, biting on everything
From death to sheets of skin and
Touch that sees all including
You fool, you fool my dear.
I know you’re not in love with me.
You’re just in love with the part of me
That’s in love with you but
I’m more than that.

I am the sword which turns
The time too vain to too horrible
That cuts your skin and peels
The fleshes of your love until it’s
Pure Stark naked like a baby’s wings.
I am the fear on your face
When you see my book hit my desk
As sweat escapes my prisoner skin
Condensing to thin rotting air.
I am afraid of myself
For I know the capabilities of
My darkness, and it dares
Not to sleep, it rests
Upon the hammock of death, desperation and destruction
and then
I realizes that there’s a D in my name.
I rather not wake him and know
Who he is.


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To every WordPress blogger

Hi guys,

Okay this is not my regular poetry post. This is actually a post which I am writing to help some of my followers and friends so that they can clear all the troubles they are facing with their blog which they won’t even know is happening to them.

The WordPress app is a little faulty. when you are using the app, the app allows you to change your web address and links through the app itself but actually it doesn’t change your original web address and hence some of you may have done so much damage to your blog without actually noticing it and this might be causing you to not gain new followers, loss of likes and a decrease in status etc. This happened with me once and that’s why I am writing this post. To help people who are facing the same problem to let some of you know that you are facing a problem.


Now let’s get to the problem, what exactly am I talking about. When some people follows you or like your post or comment on your post, you won’t be able to see their tagline or usernames and you may see a link there. While in some blogs the link might not be a issue but in some blog the link will be. As you can see in the picture all the rest of the blogs are showing their tagline or usernames while one of the blog is just showing a link. And most of us do know that when people comment or follow us we check out their blog through these taglines or usernames and that’s how we start interacting with their blog.

In the below image you can see that in the comments notifications too you can’t see such people’s original links and this might affect your status so much because people can’t get to your blog from the below link.

What it should have looked like when you comments on someone’s blog is like this.

See that tagline, when we touch it, that directly takes us to their blog and that’s how most people read that respective blog’s posts or follow them. But when links like these 👇 appears we won’t be able to check out their blog.

And when we click on these links what it shows us is that the author have deleted the site. Yes that’s what it says.

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