Everything we were

Of the earthquake we were, I remained as the crevice. Exposed. With that sound cracking me from inside. Although maybe it were my ribs while breathing. Of the storm we were, I remained as the drop, that became big like a pond, that nobody knew, but that was deeper and not just a reflection. Of…

You comfort my soul

I see you, I hear you, I feel you;
comforting my soul..

If only we understood more//

If only we understood more. If only we started understanding people the way we want to be understood. We tend to judge people and give them tags based on an event, an act or the circumstances without really trying to figure out if there’s more to the story. The girl who speaks a lot probably…

Healing.. a process

I know these sudden urges, where we lose control.. At times we give into them and fail to fight back. On other occasions, we beat it proud and good And in both cases it’s okay..  Don’t kill yourself over the choices you had already made. Not always we are right, not every time we are…

Course

So near, yet so far, I can’t understand if I see a reflection or if you are under my skin. Maybe it’s a mirror or it’s what I want to see. It might be so complex, but that’s how it should be. I intertwine my course hoping to gain access. I let my hope guide…

Dancing under starlight

Dancing under starlight, although I haven’t a clue of dancing. I look at you in your eyes and I lose myself in them. I get on your feed on tip toes and I get carried away by your dancer steps. Maybe with each swing we climb a step, perhaps halfway through the song we’ll have…

Exchanges

“Each friend represents a world in us, a world possibly not born until they arrive, and it is only by this meeting that a new world is born.” ― Anaïs Nin, poet. I read this book once about a brother and sister who divvied up the world when they were young (metaphorically of course), and…

If Music Were A Person.

I try to Recreate With words The poetry You write So gracefully With every shake Of your head And every tap Of your feet. Even your breath Sounds musical Every time I Feel it On my skin. And, I pray That for As long as I live You never stop Playing music Like I am…

Turn to page 394.

He walked down the hall hoping it was wrong. It was all a lie. Curtains being torn in holes, but the plates were fresh, the smell of the supper still trapped in the house as he walked up the stairs. Still afraid, he opens the first door. He stood their like a statue and his…

Dreamland.

You’ve been walking For so long On the fine line Between dreams And reality. Take my hand And lets tumble Headfirst Into the land Where we can wear Magic on the tip Of our tongue, Taste the stars On our lips, And laugh at Reality For ever thinking It could Trap us. -Rupali Jeganathan \…

Hiraeth.

I’ve burned down stars And crossed entire oceans With homesickness Being the only Feeling I’ve ever known. My bones ache To belong But I wonder How can I Feel hiraeth When no place has Ever quite Felt like home? -Rupali Jeganathan Follow me on my personal blog at Literature Is My Porn.

Scripturient.

Scripturient : A consuming passion to write It starts off as a little thought A little thought, taking root in my mind It grows, and grows Until I can’t ignore it anymore It consumes me Fighting with all the other thoughts in my head All the other utterly useless thoughts Until it’s the only thing…