Archive for the tag Poems

The Untold Story

Too nervous to make a conversation, I continued on my way to class, Asking my friends about you, When I got to know you were new.

Rainbow

If you could see the world through my eyes But then, you can't And I don't expect you to. I've always seen colors In places I wasn't supposed to.

Loss Of Pride

All I did Was press me Closer to himself And hold on To his thick long hair Not ready deep down To part.

6 Years, A Lifetime.

I look down at my rainbow socks, I used to cover them with black school stockings. I stare at them like I stare at my abyss and get caught up amidst flashbacks.

Historically Speaking, Of Course

This is a tale about 2 blue-eyed boys in Nazi Germany, The year was 1938 – a good year for Germany, historically speaking, of course, United with Austria, a long-lost brother, Germany continued to bend and stretch and thwart the clauses of the Treaty that had stolen its pride and confined it to the cold, ruthless white hands of the West.

Poem: Half Empty

If I could, I promise I would shower her with everything she ever asked for. Hold her hand when the woman from across the street stared at us, hold her face when she shivered in my arms.

Poem: Blood Is Sticky

You realize you were in love when it's far too late “When you bleed, I cry, and if you cry, I'll break” And you fell too soon but you were supposed to be straight, And now you're sitting here, in his blood and cold Driven into a dead-end by fate.

acatalepsy

The one that you should spend your life with and bicker over ice-cream flavours and sing love songs off tune and visit places that are just right for Instagram.

Abstract Nouns

the giggle bubbling at the edge of her throat and eyes glinting with mischief figures can't encompass the unadulterated joy of playing a prank

Poem: War & Rain

maybe my skin is pale, or it’s not or maybe i think i’m gay, or i’ve fought battles and cried and begged for my rights

Musings Of A Desi Lesbian

I am a shell of what’s left of me I’m not who I used to be So if you run into the girl I was Don’t hesitate to tell her, her cause Give her kindness and give her love Before she disappears above And becomes another constellation in the sky
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