Hidden below the seats, With an increased heartbeat. Stones hit the bus with an ear-deafening sound, And all of us were dumb-found. The young nation where children were forced to run for there life, Because of your nonsensical strife. The young nation where a fictional character hurts more sentiments than the cries of many innocents. … Continue reading The Young Nation
Hello, I'm an introvert, Don't worry, I'm not from an outer world, Merely from a world quite different from yours, I'm mostly not seen outdoors but at bookstores. I'm mostly not seen at a party because that's just absurdity. I'm the one who you call weirdo, Or you believe to have too much of an … Continue reading An Ode to Introverts.
I am sorry, for killing you before you were even born, because I wanted a boy. I am sorry, for catcalling you because you had male friends. I am sorry, for eve-teasing you because I was a pervert. I am sorry, for grabbing you because I knew I could get away with it. I am … Continue reading I am Sorry….
Can we just be friends? No, no we can't. Don't mistaken it to be my pride, But it's your smile that takes me for a joyride. Don't mistaken it that I have not tried, Because I have kept all my emotions confide. I can listen to your voice all day, But it's difficult to keep … Continue reading Can We Just Be Friends?
Through the ages, love has changed so many faces, But none can see beyond my damages, Though I try to hide them with bandages. My body is covered in bruises, Because of my wrong choices, Listening to my heart's voices, While my brain cringes, Resulting in all these emotional abuses, Always coming up with new … Continue reading Dear Love…
George Orwell once stated, if liberty means anything at all, it means the right to tell people what they do not want to hear. Raise your voice, because it’s your right, Don’t be silenced by the alt-right. Raise your voice, because it’s important, As all, they want to listen to their own advertisement. Raise your … Continue reading Voice
A bullet doesn't know any better, it doesn't discriminate between a terrorist and a child. We relish the ultimate power of a weapon, disdain from the suffering of others. We are more ardent for a piece of land than for other humans. We are more ardent for God than his creation. We claim to be … Continue reading Wars
It has been four years since then. Time sure flies, doesn't it? I wish I could recite you that I have never hurt you, but I have. I wish I could recite you that I have never made you cry, but I have. I wish I could recite you that I have always been there … Continue reading Promises