My language

I thought everyone wrote long essays and poetries when in love I thought everyone’s heart fluttered as their fingers brushed past the soft warmth of their love I thought everyone fixated on that lock of hair that escaped another’s ear I thought everyone dreamt of bringing the world and crumbling into dust at the feet... Continue Reading →

If all ceased to exist

What am i doing in this life And why Is it for money Or love If all ceased to exist Would i still run this path Breathless Fatigued Exhausted Would i still chase this mirage If all ceased to exist Would i still choose to live? If these shackles of expectations And needs Of others... Continue Reading →

Four Letter Word

My writing has been nothing but an ode and a prisoner of this 4 letter ominous word I dipped into it With my existence and my soul Tasting the warmth and punishment of this single syllable As it whipped my awe struck hypnotised reality in a whirlpool of emotions I tried to ride its high... Continue Reading →

The After- of doing it all

Medicine has taught me a lot about people and about life It taught me you can know everything about something The anatomy which describes the layers of muscles arteries and veins Physiology which tells you what those muscles arteries and veins do Pathology to describe what happens when things go wrong Medicine to tell you... Continue Reading →


My empathy would be the end of me I wont die of my pain , or a broken tale I would die of all that i carry An ache borrowed from all the people who silently ail

Heart on sleeve

i wore my heart on my sleeve not aware of the knife you held up yours so when i smiled and shook your hand i did not understand where the blood came from


You said i was good with words That i could fashion letters into a string of pearls You said i made stories into a melody I could tiptoe on the line between pain and symphony You said i carved emotions out of alphabets and then stringed poetry out of feelings You said i blurred the... Continue Reading →


All this talk of impending change and new starts made me think of this quote and how much truth it holds. You might delay it, stretch it, prolong it. But it will catch up .. sooner or later because it is a rule. Pain. It demands to be felt.

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