Personal Thoughts, Thoughts recollected in Tranquility


I met a merman in the shores of the

Deep blue sea, under the cerulean sky

While I was playing the sand with my feet,

Running behind the wave while they were chasing me

He had eyes the color of sea and

His smile, no pearl ever whiter than those.

He talked about the underwater abyss

And about the corals who changed colors

At the sight of fair maidens.

He asked me to look inside his heart

And witness it’s color change and told me

He now knew how the corals felt,

When he saw me, innocently playing the sand.

He gifted me pearls from oysters heart

Baroque pearls were they not but perfectly round

He splattered water all over me

Talked to me all day about the aqueous myths and tales

He swam from shore to shore,

I walked all around, mesmerized

By his song of mine, he asked me to join him for a swim

I floated in with my legs hoping that

Each steps that I took was secretly into his heart

I remember holding his arms and

Slipping into his shoulders with droopy eyes,

And rubbing myself against his shiny soft skin.

I woke up in the middle of the water

Swimming in the unfathomable sea alone

Well he stole my legs, and I saw him

Walking on the shore as he waved me goodbye

I had grown a tail by then, I was left here

To swim from end to end of the sea alone.



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Personal Thoughts, Thoughts recollected in Tranquility


I have my up days and my down

It’s mostly up days, but I do have my downs

That drags me down, all the way,

All the way to the underground

Those are the moments, when I lose my words

Even if I leave a gap between my lips

No sounds escapes them, but fortitude does

Leaving me with pain and no courage to fight

And how I really feels is beyond the ambit

Of this total poem, for I don’t even know

How I really feels like, it’s like. . .

Somebody cut my head and hid it,

In a place where my heart has never been

And in the absence of the head

Caprice ruled from neck to toe

And for a person who was always reticent

Having Caprice as a ruler is tyranny

For it made me wear my heart on my sleeve and

I gave my heart to everyone who shook hands with me.



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Personal Thoughts, Thought for Change, Thought for the day, Thoughts recollected in Tranquility


She was twelve

They were twelve

They were in lust

She was in pain

They were more learned

Than she was

She was more human

Than all of them combined

She was screaming . . . .

They were laughing

She now rests in the hands of God

Their fates resided in the hands of Lady Justice

Themis herself was nothing but a statue

She was not served with blind justice, but

The justice was blind to her

This world was biased

The next world will serves them right I guess because

In the next world she’s safe and an angel In the garden of God

While they will be punished for God is not blind

They will lie in the firey pit

In the bed of worms

Enjoying the ecstacy of pain

For all of eternity.



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Sharing my love with pain

When I walked out from the edge

I knew, what I was doing, still. . .

I opted for destruction

I knew I would fall, I knew I would break

But still I chose this, I chose pain

Think of this, what if love and pain switched their names

Then I would be the most loved.

As I fell from the vast sky into the deep space

The only thing that I could think of was

Your ostentatious smile, oh! How much

They deceived me, you swindled me

With the sparks in your eyes,

Now I’m jilted by your pretentious love, my love!

I could only teeter after I first met you

For in that very moment itself

I’ve lost myself to you

But I would do this all over again

Even though I know it would only kill me,

Decimate my cells and destroy my soul

But I would still do it again, because

For me those moments were real, my love was true

My love for you was unfathomable and

Once you truely love someone you never really can’t stop,

That’s why I still love you

But if I could change one thing,

I would change the revelation, for I didn’t

Had to know that your love weren’t real

That your eyes were lying to me all these time

Because before I only had to love you

But now I have to love you with pain!



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The Rose in my Heart

Deep into the starry night

With a half lucid mind and blurry thoughts

The sky is dark from end to end

The lustre green grass in the field

Painted black by the night

Lighted up by the fireflies

Memories slowly fading into

The deep abyss of forgetfulness

I put on a song and danced like crazy,

My hands smells of vanilla from yesterday’s ice cream

And my heart smells of blood from yesterday’s rose.


He’s fading from my memories

As fast as how each cell in my body

Simply dies and flakes off

Giving place for new ones to grow.

I wouldn’t be able to smell his love

If he walk past me, I would just

Simply stare into the wall and

Feel more love there.

But I still remember the rose that

He gave me and had it in my hand.

He is gone but I want the memories to stay

And I can’t do it. . . If the rose goes too

Dried petals and dried stalks

I swallowed it as whole, so that I’ll have his memories inside. . . . . Me


I swallowed the rose along with the thorns

The thorns tore my heart

Blood dripping and pain,

Now I’ll never be devoid of his memory

Because the thorn stays there

And so does the pain

That’s how I’ll remember you now

Pain, blood and love

And as I am dancing

My hand smells of vanilla from yesterday’s ice cream

And my heart smells of blood from yesterday’s rose

And my brain smells of the vices I’ve committed for you!



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Freedom’s price

The blue moon in the cloudy sky

Waited for the dawn to kiss him goodbye

For he couldn’t bear no more

To see the old bird’s nest sore

Blue she was too

Glittering eyes like the dew

The wings used to stroke her wings

And they used to tell her things

The trees gave her space

For her voice always amaze

( Then one day)

She met a man in rage

He placed her inside a cage

His thinking weren’t that deep

Hence he never cared that she weep

He fed her food and gave her water

But he denied her of the thing which really matter

She was the daughter of the wild, free wings. . . . .

But he held her in captivity and fed her things

Struggled she not, but hopes struggled

Tired was she and dreams troubled

Days passed by and weeks too

The eyes lost it’s sparkle and wings weren’t blue

She finally gave in and attained peace

He buried her under the trees

And finally she was free

But now her we can’t see!



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