Poem I’ve been living at the heartbreak hotel for a while nowGoing from room to roomBed to bedIt’s the same hotel but not the same placeIt’s the same mood but not the same spaceI’ve been living at the heartbreak hotelTaking down the drapes to see the same cloudsStill hovering above my headAs I lay aloneContinue reading “I’m sleeping at the heartbreak hotel….”
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I Never Forget Anything- Poem
I never forget anything I never forget a thingAnd that’s what broke meI never forgot a thingI thought time would take care of memoriesBut It didn’tSo I filled my head with lyrics and melodiesI filled my mind up to the brimWith rhymes and wordsUntil it started overflowing with poems of my own I never forgotContinue reading “I Never Forget Anything- Poem”
Happy Earth Day!
Here’s a poem I wrote for this beautiful planet we call home. To this beautiful planet that I call home I don’t have enough words or enough languages to express how much I love you The planet that cloaks us with its green blanket, supports us with its solid carpet, the planet that covers usContinue reading “Happy Earth Day!”
Poem- The Photograph
Why am I enamoured with the past? Even though I always think of the future The past in objects, pictures, melodies and words Fly through my imagination like birds It’s strange that I find myself so enchanted with eras gone by And it’s a shame that I have not been able to let go myContinue reading “Poem- The Photograph”
Sleepless Nights
Days and days of insomniaThey come and go like the cloudsI’ve tried to stop my mind but it’s a universe of its own kindI think and I think about days gone byDays to comeI think of the present too but only as a result of the past or an impression of the futureCounting sheep isContinue reading “Sleepless Nights”
The Artists and The Rain
Oh! How I would like the stars, the lovers of passion, the creators of artI sit and I read the words of the poets and the writers who never found happinessThose miserable men with disenchanted wives, those promising women competing with each other all their livesI think of those men who find happiness in aContinue reading “The Artists and The Rain”
Poem-Sea, Sun and Freedom
It’s just If I could sit on the beach and watch the day turn to nightMaybe everything will be alrightIf I could spend an eternity listening to the crashing wavesMaybe I could drown out the noiseAnd if I could sail the ocean till the ends of the earthMaybe I would forget all that, that hurtsMaybeContinue reading “Poem-Sea, Sun and Freedom”
Poem- White Blank Page
I write because there is no better listenerThan a blank pageIt takes in and understands the thingsEven I don’tIt carries the unrelated wordsTurns them into stream of consciousnessIt does nothing more than creaseFlipping memories and pain with easeAt my whimIt leaks stains of tears and inkAnd when I’m done with itIt will only existIf IContinue reading “Poem- White Blank Page”