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On your first breath, I heard you. It was a small something. Significant as a flake of snow among many. But its soft spiraling shadows in the gentle light did fall upon the windowsills of every heart. It was a shy dance, however, and cruel winter clawed at any who dared glimpse upon in wonder. And in your lonesome you thought to presume that you were the winter, frigid, biting and destined to lovelessness. And so it went, you sequestered and surrounded by cold ice, dancing

Finally, I bottled you up one day. Threw you into an ocean. You, a result of a chasm. Between façade and fact. Now, you sail more restfully than ever. Sail away, as long as you want. Hope no hands find you this time. Only to remove the cork. Only to spill you loose. Only to poison the ocean, The ocean of my thoughts. Please remain caged. In that bottle, bound by the neck. Holding onto you would have been a mistake. So, I threw you away. Out of sight today, out of mind tomorro

ना तुम कुछ बोलोगी, ना हम कुछ बोलेंगे इसी कश्मकश में कि कौन पहले बोलेगा, एक कोशिश बोलने की हम दोनों करेंगे, मगर ना तुम कुछ बोलोगी, ना हम कुछ बोलेंगे… ना तुम कभी बदलोगी, ना हम कभी बदलेंगे, इसी बदहवासी में कि कौन कितना बदलेगा, एक कोशिश बदलने की हम दोनों करेंगे, मगर ना तुम कभी बदलोगी , ना हम कभी बदलेंगे… ना तुम हमे सोचोगी, ना हम तुम्हें सोचेंगे, इसी अनजानेपन में कि कौन पहले सोचेगा, एक कोशिश सोचने की हम दोनों करेंगे, मगर ना तुम हमे सोचोगी , ना हम तुम्हें सोचेंगे… ना तुम व

The moon glinted from beneath the waters, Throwing over us jingling light; The infant looked on; We held hands; He shot out; We kissed. The new moon stitched up his eyelids; The river raged like the horse, You made straight for it; I reached out, You dived, I missed. The wind blew the waters far away; I gleaned from the traveller; You swam along, ahead; I broke down; You lived, I lived. –Tanmay Sinha #Nature #Heartbreak #Romance #Juxtapose #Metaphor #Sentiments

And just like that You are gone, Gone with the wind Silently passing by With a deep sigh With a sensation Of an unblemished Petrichor. And just like that You are the wish That dawns upon me In my sleep Sweeping right beside My ears, Giving a tickling sensation That gives birth To an unfounded warmth. And just like that You are the eager feeling That makes my heart Flutter, Making me conscious And confused. An unknown presence Wanted to be felt. A strange