I am scared. I am scared of myself. Of my mind. Of who can see the mind I have. I am scared. I am scared. I am scared to hear. Scared to think. Scared to be. I am scared of me. I am scared. I am scared of who is in my head. I am…
Tag: myself
I can’t, and I don’t want to
It seems like yesterday, when we met on a random summer evening,The arena was full of innocent souls and was operatic,And the dark night illuminated with a glitter of your eyes.For the sake of my lustre,I don’t want to let you go, my sunshine. The place was new but the people were known,Where the song…
It was pouring today
With the sound of it,I felt like calling and telling you,Here goes another rainy day without you.Today, will you come and stand next to me and complete my monsoon?Hey, it’s pouring today. Walking on the terrace, contemplating,Didn’t know what to do.All I wanted was to hold you tight and inundate with you,Hold my hands, walk…
Witful
I was flowing in the wild, like the marram grass. Dry and gusty, and was so jaunty. You sneaked into my life, hiding in the mist. Quenching my eternal thirst, with your dripping tears. I bestowed myself with your dews of love, wilful that I will be clammy forever.
Habit
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…
Let’s Talk
We have picked up phones on each other,Sat at the cafe, speaking our heart out,But this time, shona, let’s talk. Let’s talk selfless,Just like the first time, we swiped right on each other. Let’s talk timeless,Just like we did from dusk to dawn. Let’s talk fearless,Just like we did in front of all odds. Let’s…
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…
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…
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…
ANKUR MONDAL 