An ardent learner, creator & a poet
I want to be an openness bending at the tip of the sunlight falling on my back. But I’m also afraid of burning in my own fire. I carry my hostilities like a poet who adores perspiring on a hot sunny afternoon in the arms of an old monument that houses some grand secrets onlyContinue reading “Of Silly Ruminations”
‘Naked’ And to my mother’s ears, it’s ‘Blasphemy’. I wonder what’s more suffocating, the fact that I am Naked and a mere reflection of her or the fact that she’s had her eyes closed this whole time? The society is the most illusionary mirror to ever exist. It shows you what you desire, but atContinue reading “Naked”
All the night Creatures crawled up to my desk ~ & I wondered… What Creature am I in their language? The one with the touch of Death or the God with untimely sunlight ~ as bright as a snowfall in the raging summers? They keep coming back, I don’t think they’ve a name for me.Continue reading “Night Creatures”
An excerpt from a poem, a question to myself and fellow writers; Will you write yourself?
Writing for a purpose, specially one that’s for a long term, can be so difficult to provide an impetus to. I’ve been so frustrated and annoyed at myself for the past few months. I was in a similar position at the beginning of the previous year, but it was for all the different reasons. AndContinue reading “On Writing”
I don’t really intend to go anywhere with this blog post but I want to start a personalized series. Maybe. Lol. Yeah this is gonna be difficult for me because to document my feelings & thoughts online, yeah idk. I mean its not the same thing as poetry you know, you don’t have metaphors orContinue reading “#1 – Period Rambling”
In its internment, My heart was on Its knees, ever- Ready to serve The master’s Command. Be it burying myself under A mountain of responsibility Or diving in an ocean that Was never enough to Satiate your thirst for Perfection, I had my mind set On fulfilling your Wishes before They had to Travel upContinue reading “Exposed”
They weren’t eyes, They were Windows to you; A glimpse of my Secrets. No matter how hard I tried, Pain had a way of making Itself evident through the Brown hues fading into The morbid blackness Hovering upon my Existence. They’re tainted pink & purple, But exhaustion is always Crystal clear. Didn’t you ever feel,Continue reading “The Mirror”
I feel agitated every time I watch the news. She’s disrespected in every possible way. Candles are lit once her eyes are devoid of light. In the spur of the moment the whole nation comes to know of her existence. I pray that this kind of fame befalls upon women no more. After the deedContinue reading “Rape – An indelible blot upon society.”
It comesIn parts,DrowingMe whollyWithin itsAbsence. -Nameera.
Nameera Ever After 