Can’t say goodbye

Locked in your heart, some silly, stupid reason

You say you want to drift apart, for my mind, its something close to treason

Buried deep is the will to find me in the dark, regret switching off the light, losing the way to me

Locked inside your heart, is the will to find me

You tell me you have to go, but you can’t say goodbye

Like a meteor, your trail blazes bright

In the dark, where I am all alone, and you are too

In your own corner, locked away is the reason you have to go

But for some reason, you just can’t say goodbye

Walk away, show your back, and turn a blind eye

Darkness is deafening, as you hear me screaming, muffled sounds which don’t reach you

For locked away inside your heart, is the will to find me

You say you have to go, but you can’t say goodbye.

What can I say

As if the entire journey meant little, as if the weight of the moment was nothing at all

It came, it blew, it crossed over to the past

Branded as a memory, forever etched into my mind, a scar

What can I say when you ask me why I do what I do

Why do I do it? I wish I knew

I only know that I cannot stop

If only I could, but my direction is downhill

Going faster, if anything, spiralling

To death? Hah, life is not so kind

Banished to live life, a half life

Sentenced to years of pain, a little heartache

What can I say, I have no more left in me to hold

An open gate, I let every bit of me, wash away.

Not worth the pain

Shut the door, do it now, for I am afraid of what lurks outside

Or is it inside? It is a door, a door I once used to adore

It was a way to love, a way to hold you close

Now, it hurts, even to look at it, makes me squint

Dear friend, I have to say farewell, for it is not worth the pain

That I linger, here where countless memories were made

Spun into beautiful dreams, doors of opportunities

Now, behind those doors lies the pain and the sorrow

The distance that pulls me away from you

Its cruel, but maybe its fate. I don’t know but I have to go

For it’s not worth the pain, to linger on to what is lost.

Forgotten love letter

A forgotten love letter

As old as time, as poor as a worthless penny

I am your forgotten love letter
With faded ink and tattered pages

I am the forgotten soul of once blooming care
The lost words from a loving heart

A ghost of your past, thrust aside for a new chapter
Called the second phase of life.


In the hopelessness of today, I bow in prayer

Seeking refuge from this dull pain in my chest

Laying my forehead on the ground, thinking of being reduced to such low levels

And yet rising up, high, in the eyes of God

I am not deeply religious, but today I seek something from Him

Respite? Some assurance that the darkness will go away?

I fold my hands, and tears appear

Are they mine?

I bowed down in front of God, please relieve me of this pain

When I rose, I was alone, as alone as a withered rose in Autumn

Light was out, and I was in the dark.

Waiting for an answer, waiting for him.


Bracing for the impact, I wait patiently

Hoping to overcome this pain in one day

Time loses its meaning, when the wait is futile

An endless ocean of tears, stains on my pillow

Only proof of my sorrow, hidden by the hair strewn across

Borrowed time, I once said, your time, you reminded me

Now, the phrase is on your lips, and I am left speechless

No amount of begging will change your mind, you crossed over, did not look behind

I am yet to move, eyes on the gates that you so lovingly shut in my face.

Hospital waiting room

I am stuck in a hospital waiting room with the doctors and the nurses bustling around

With all airs, they tower over the crowd, looking all important and waving people here and there

I was supposed to get checked too, maybe had an appointment

I paid the fee, I took the appointment and I waited in one of those waiting chairs

It was a premium OPD, mind you, but I was asked to wait.

So, wait, I did.

Sleep was overpowering, the pain in my head losing control over me

I took the onslaught, as I waited in the premium OPD for a doctor that never showed

Mad, I got up and walked over to the counter

Mad, I asked for a refund and to be moved to a general OPD which was cheaper

I was heard, I was ignored, I was told to wait, I was told to be patient

I was a patient, and I was in pain, no one cared

That I was waiting for a long time for an appointment that never came

It all happened in a hospital waiting room.