Habit is a behaviour pattern acquired through frequent repetition or physiological exposure that manifests itself in regularity or increased ease of performance. Habit is the prevailing disposition or character of a person’s thoughts and feelings. Habit is a settled tendency or usual manner of behaviour. Habit is what my eyes have developed, which see you…
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Is that love?
Love…I still wonder, what love really is?Still looking for the real meaning.True definition and feeling.Have I still felt it?Or it’s just an assumption, crafted by the greatest artists, made to be believed to be true.The touch, that melts the strongest of me, like a blanket of snow in heat.Is that love?Is love, all about sacrifice…
The Keep Keeping it Unscathed
Your love came in a palanquin, And the day it was offered, I vowed to keep it unscathed. Here, I’m just a keep; keeping my oath from that day till my last.
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I saw the sun setting,Burning the sky,Manifesting my desires. Reflecting on my emotions,When I stood there,Holding tight to your hands. Let it bleed,Let the world see it flow,Let it slide down my cheeks, often. You burn,And come back like a phoenix,And we’ll fleet together like we always wished for.
TO WHOM I CAN BE MORE THAN ONE
On a scorching summer,I can make you feel the winter shivers;I, your man, a poet, can make you surmise. On a dry and humid day,I can make you feel the rain;I, your man, a rhymester, can make you imagine. On a boring and dull day,I can make you travel a thousand miles;I, your man, a…
Absence
Today, I wanted to cuddle between the sheets. I wanted to spread out my legs and recline, looking out the frosted glass and tracing the sliding droplets. Probably grab a steaming coffee and soak up its heat to keep me warm for the moment. I wanted to walk the countless steps down the alley, on…
Incomplete
You covered my sky like life with your clouds. They were bright, bubbly and smiling. You made me look good. Everyone looked up to me because of you. You made me look beautiful. Sadly, they have become dark. So, dense that even your sunshine can’t penetrate. They are so heavy with pain and emotions that…
Amidst the Harmony, he gave me Solace
“Life is for the living. Death is for the dead. Let life be like music. And death a note unsaid.” ― Langston Hughes, The Collected Poems Amidst my loneliness, music gives me solace. And such was the loneliness of the day, that it drew me to that concert. The melody of those unimpeachable voices pervaded…
Scared
I’m scared of my own silence,of the unanswered questions that revolve around. I’m scared of unsolvable puzzles,It’s raising levels without a completion. I’m scared of my own demon,who is killing its better half every minute. I’m scared of affection,It’s pulling me down from all directions. I’m scared of darkness,As it’s trying to make me a…
For You…
I look for you,In this dark and silent night,I look for you. You always said,close your eyes and feel me there,I’m always there, just next to you. Here, I’m cold. I’m afraid,But you are not here and,I look for you. I’m crying,because my heart is heavy,And I need you. Not to support or console me,But…
ANKUR MONDAL 