ബ്ലോഗ്: ബഷീറേ ശരണം! – ഭാഗം 2

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Poem: To the prince-not-so-charming

Just that, true love shouldn't hurt so bad Just that, true love shouldn't make someone feel so empty Just that, once your conversation is over, the tears that trickle down your cheeks shouldn't burn and fume

Poem: Lover’s Hate

Memories Like a cotton thread pulled out Of an oozing wound...

Poem: Emerald Eyes

Emerald eyes Carved-butter brown curls, anime-hair Awkward, shy, falling

Poem: Fallen

Fallen like a dew drop to the petals of a rose.

Poem: Parted

Do you know how many days I cried, thinking of you?

Poem: Like a Fool!

Bundled up in his hands cozily Her beady eyes looked at me lazily. Like a little sparrow with her mate She looked at me with hate, for the sudden intrusion for the slow encroachment. "He was always mine!" "I know!" "And always will be" "I know!" "Then, why do you still wait? Like a fool!" … Continue reading Poem: Like a Fool!

Poem: Photo frame

What do you wanna do? Look at you. Smile at you. Talk to you. Walk with you. And what's holding back? This little frame and time.

Poem: The Rose Flower

Only one rose flower has ever bloomed, in my rose plant, ever since i planted it as a rootless stem, leafless and flowerless too, but full of thorns. I remember, how i found it hard that day, to hold on to your stem because of your thorns. Yet,i gleamed when you first bore a leaf … Continue reading Poem: The Rose Flower

Poem: The Muse

I turned to poetry to forget a voice I once thought soothing. I turned to imagery to forget a face I once thought loving. He told me I could trust him. He told me he loved me. He told me he would take care of me. He told me my secrets were safe with him. … Continue reading Poem: The Muse