Author: Siddharth Singh

Hindsight

by Siddharth Singh, posted in English, Poetry, Shadows

Written on her mind

Was a false story

The words of her talking

To him in her diaries

Although she rarely gets to see him

Since the day he lost interest

Filling her mind with lucid dreams

Leaving her clinging and obsessed

I watch her everyday

Lost in a world where he’s there for her

And of her, she seems so content

Dancing in visions that are so blur

I wonder what she’d go through

Once the vicious truth

would burst upon her

The emptiness that’ll consume her

When she’ll recognise her untrue lover

And for now I can just watch her

Together with him in the delusion

For I’m too scared to bring it upon her

The ache of the hindsight,

due to her own seclusion.

~Siddharth Singh

To those left behind

by Siddharth Singh, posted in Alive, English, Poetry

~Siddharth Singh

To those who think that the leaves have fallen
To those who think that the crown has been stolen
To those who think that their time has run out
To those who think that there’s nothing but doubts
To those who think that there’s no one for them
To those who think that they’ve drained all their strength
To those who think that this is where life ends
To those who think ‘Dont lose hope’ is another false statement
To those who think that there’s no future ahead
To those who think that they’re better off dead
To those left behind who somehow lost their way
Reach for the light and get out of this cage Forget your past now and break all these chains
You are your saviour now start again
And when you feel lost and defied by this life
Remember two people are standing right by your side.

Excuses

by Siddharth Singh, posted in Poetry, Shadows

I don’t know what to say

I don’t know what to think

You may be well aware

That I’m tired of these things

I like to spend my time alone

But I’m dying for your company

Past experiences have shown me

That no matter what

you’ll never ask for me

I’ve been staying away for quite a while

Thoughts make me feel like I’m exiled

But if I feel you feel that way

That feeling would be another mistake

And yes truly a thing of shame

Loving someone who never felt the same

Slowly she fades away

But my heart always refuses

Words say that I’ve moved on

God I hate these vile excuses.

~Siddharth Singh

Superhero

by Siddharth Singh, posted in Poetry, Shadows

I’m not a hero

I’m just a man

The image of myself

Led me deep in this pain

I am not special

I’m part of the crowd

I am not precious

I’m full of doubts

This world sees me differently

God, I don’t know what’s real

Was stuck in this fallacy

Now truths have been revealed

So behind the noises

I watch as they go

For I’m just ordinary

Not a superhero

~Siddharth Singh