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Conversations: Innocent Thoughts About Love

Come follow me on this journey of innocent thoughts, where you fall in love but still can’t help heartbreaks, where you tie yourself to relationships brimming with grief, loss, and happiness. Conversations at Genesis is a heartfelt collection of poems, quotes, and stories that celebrates the beginning of connection—the genesis of emotions, relationships, and self-discovery. Through tender reflections and honest moments, this book captures the innocence of raw emotions: the joy, the pain, and the quiet strength that define our lives. Inspired by the question, “Will you love me the same way?”, the collection invites readers into a world of vulnerability and courage, where every conversation becomes an opportunity to be seen, understood, and loved. These pieces explore the complexity of human connection: the bittersweet beauty of imperfection, the ache of loss, and the triumph of hope in the face of heartbreak. This is a journey through a world where success is often defined by failure, w...

Why Can't I

I am scared of dying alone..
I am scared of crying to my very bone.
I am scared of hands which detach..
I am.scared of any familiar touch.
I am scared of lying asleep with no one
Bothering to wake me up.
I am scared of going on with no one
Asking me to stay over.
I am scared of trying harder and then
Running into a dead end.
I am scared of closing eyes and waking
Up to a room full of strangers.
I am scared of tears flowing through cheeks which are unstoppable.
I am scared of words that means nothing.
I am scared of promises that always fall out.
I am scared of happiness which is short lived.
I am scared of innocence not so meaningful anymore.
I am scared of hidden stories beneath deep eyes.
I am scared of lies covered under pretty faces.
I am scared of politely killing someone.
I am scared of kindness withholding wrath.
I am scared of anger struggling to pounce on.
I am scared of smiles that I will never again encounter.
I am scared of lives just slipping away from my finger tips.
Sweaty hands dampening grip..
Why can’t I save anyone by the end of this trip.

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