Baskadia

If only love was a fairytale

Nothing can numb the pain that stabs my heart You really are a work of art You manage to change my mind Constantly making me to rewind To moments were you were the sugar to my tea A time when I was like a bird flying free A time where you were my coat when I was cold Promising to never leave until we were old I watch attentively as the lies unfold Empty promises left untold I keep blaming myself when you’re the one that left Robbing my heart unaware that was a grave theft I gave you my heart so

THE LOST TALE

Sitting in the oblivion of my mind I feel the emptiness creeping inside Forsaking my sanity over the memories I ought to work on my sanity... For my broken heart may not mend. All I asked of you was to give me your heart, You however took mine and returned it in pieces Now I am sitting here alone, looking at the space Wondering how to fix my heart that is oh so badly scathed And here I thought, I meant everything to you When we were together I thought we would make a tale to be told You meant ev

तेरे बगैर रह नहीं पायेंगे

तेरे बगैर रह नहीं पायेंगे... मर भी नहीं सकते जी भी नहीं पायेंगे... तुमने तो भूला दिया मगर हम कभी भुला नहीं पायेंगे... तुम्हारे साथ बिताया हर पल जब याद आता है जुबां पर मेरी तेरा ही नाम आता है तुम्हारी एक झलक पाकर दिल मचल जाता है तेरा मुस्कुराना इस गरीब को बहुत भाता है तुम्हारी हर अदा पर मैं मरता हूं मैं तुमसे हद से ज्यादा प्यार करता हूं क्या हुई खता जो ऐसी दी सजा क्या इसी में है तुम्हारी रजा मिल कर साथ जीने में ही है मजा खैर... तुम्हारी तस्वीर को दिल से मिटा नहीं पायेंगे सच कहता हूं जाना तेरे बगै

Sad poetry

Good

Frozen thoughts

In the eyes of another death is beautiful,  see Nothing grows until it finally dies.... And you’ll never find the truth until you’ve found the lies... And now that I’ve started pulling some strings, somethings are unraveling and I don’t like what I’m seeing but yet I proceed.... I’m pushing, a sense of a lost direction just stirred up but I keep on pressing to find the answers.... The path of a lost soul is where I’m walking..... I don’t know what or where I’m going but I’m desperate to find the

MOREMI

it's a poem dedicated to all who has lost someone or is suffering from one sickness or the other. Cancer at most