Skin

Your skin tastes like mumbling blue berries trapped inside sea shells, skies falling upon your collarbones Did you really believe that the weight of this world could shatter you? You carry butterflies inside your stomach You love like tomorrow is but a fable Tell me, do you not shudder when you think of the end? […]

Moon & Dreams

The moon is a beautiful shade tonight, do you see it fall over that distant darkness? It’s like she’s offering her shoulders in prayer- A prayer that becomes our long lost wish An admixture of paperweight dreams, My mind and my thoughts keep me running I’m always on my feet, looking for answers that paint […]

YOU

The metaphysics of my existence circumvent the physiology that reeks of me. My nose, my ears, my mouth and my hands are tales that hum Mozart across park benches on a windy afternoon. There is a moon that grows in the middle of my chest, it grows until writing feels like playing the piano and […]

Quotes/Art

Quotes & art.

Rape – An indelible blot upon society.

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 deed […]

Innocence

It was but a flame, A tiny speck of dust. But once untamed, You ran out of luck. It knew no control, It’d perish for sure. It wasn’t a mere stroll, Against it you were lured. It began with a revolt, That dawns with age. You were a thunderbolt, Satiating youthful rage. As years went […]

Impulse

I often wonder if crazy, Happens only to few. A reality so damn hazy, And the aftermath; anew. As long as the strings, Of sanity are attached. The thoughts that bring, Darkness wouldn’t hatch. Yet I constantly imagine, Letting sanity slip away. And giving in to a legion, Of underlying craze; if I may. I […]

The Dark Side

I succumb to the walls, Retiring all my beliefs. My fears standing tall, Dance upon my relief. The ceiling is tainted, As shadows pirouette. Their tunes are painted, Along hues of contempt. This conjunction joining, Two different parts of me. Is a neat & willful catering, To a darker side you never see. -Nameera.

Apollo 13 : A Failure

Was it the unlucky number 13 or the sudden change of a crew member? Not really. It was the oxygen tank that exploded. All they could do was gaze at the moon & wave it goodbye. Can you imagine what it must have felt like to traverse all the way across the universe to mark […]