My blood trickling down my hand,
I can just sit and watch it flow.
The slit now hurts a little less
I think it’s time for me to go.
Author: Aryan pal
Depressed, Why not?
Depressed? Why shouldn’t I be?
My friends, my love all lost.
I lie in the cold, immovable.
My corpse shivering under frost.
From his side
What worth is of your yes
If it cannot keep us together?
You seem more afraid than unsure of my love,
Why do you need so much proofs to gather?
Forgive us dear Elephant
We are the demons, children fear,
Minions who burn their own gods.
We, a tragedy for the earth to bear,
A boon that turned out to be frauds.
What pathetic beings are we humans?
Our Maroonish Love
Pour your molten passion over me,
Let my skin char with your name.
And when I’d call out to you
Lie down over me, we’ll melt into the same.
From her side
Since you’ve asked so many times
Yes, I like you too.
But I can’t confess it to you now
for I am not sure if this love is true.
Why do I love you?
Why do I love you?
Do not know myself,
It’s just that your
presence drives me crazy.
Dream for good
Should I tell them I’m phenomenal,
Would they understand it’s not criminal.
Possessions of mine are a miracle,
My existence was supposed to be mythical.
Contemplate
While being splashed around
in the regular sea,
a part of ourselves die.
A portion of ours that wants
leisure and calm,
to contemplate and lie.
