Caffeine vapor billows
blowing with the raindrops
the ceiling says
my body wanders
to a part of nowhere
glowing like a warm air
as if it were true
The reflection of the latte under the yellow light
the foam forms a crescent
like the curve of your smiling eyes
Petrichor tonight is so foreign
because only the gentle wind
between your body is familiar to me
I begin to enjoy the thunder
thundering beats
rhythmically
with the same beats
like an album cliché at my fingertips
jumping from time to time
Raindrops intertwined with nostalgia
melancholic rhythm
irony and romance
instantly combined
now flowing away
I'll run again at 20
If that's what you want
I can play in the rain on the asphalt
Without the soothing petrichor
If 20 minutes without your shadow ever existed
I'll cry my eyes out
Then laugh again
No longer able to use metaphors
In romantic stories
Sarcastic erases so much
Let's breathe a sigh of relief
We're no longer at the end of the road
But truly at the end
Not waving in a single word
Turning back into isolation
Chasing the wind and butterflies
Blowing dandelions and watching them rise.
The feel of soft grass beneath tiny feet
Not yet knowing the feel of defeat.
Growing up
Mud puddles to jump.
Catching fish in the nearby creek
Playing games of hide and seek.
Growing older
Standing shoulder to shoulder.
Reading books by flashlight
Giggling with friends all night.
The excitement of a boyfriend
Dreaming of dances and football games to attend.
The crush of a broken heart
The feeling of your soul being ripped apart.
Slowly, bit by bit
A decision to not quit.
Watching clouds float by,
Makeup to apply.
Listening for a horn to blow,
Always on the go.
The end of school days,
The catching of bouquets.
Finally, the decision you must make,
Which road do you take?
Chase the wind and the butterflies
Or try to grab everything before your eyes?
Your eyes?
They're like midnight — not stars, just... midnight.
Dark, full of something I can't name.
I get lost there. I always do.
It’s frustrating, kind of thrilling too.
Your smile? Trouble.
The kind I’d trip over twice and still chase.
It hangs in the air after you leave —
Like perfume or a half-finished thought.
I hate how much I replay it.
Your lips —
They look like they keep too many secrets.
And somehow, even silence looks good on you.
When you pout, it’s ridiculous.
Seriously, stop that. (Don’t.)
That cheek of yours,
pressed against your palm like the day got too heavy —
and I swear I felt the world slow down.
You weren't posing. That’s the worst part.
You just are.
Every glance, every pause —
you’ve got this... poetry thing,
like you don’t even know you’re writing it.
You don’t try. You just... happen.
And I keep wishing you’d happen to me.
Serried spirits walk on the wind
Paratrooper raindrops collecting courage before descent
Drunk off your paints, tasting life in your landscape
Heart ablaze, my fantasies have been conquered
Village pillaged by an army of one
Glimmer of my eye tucked in by evening sun
Assigned to your omphalos, war drums curvet
At your touch, I evaporate into song
Polyphonic acme
This isn't what it seems to be.
You've lost your self behind
thought of me.
Relentless, they won't you sleep.
Infectious, it's hidden there in
your dreams.
A shadow strung across the ground,
Its longing for another
mouth to feed.
I told you we should never be.
Now look into my eyes
while they bleed.
Do you want to break
my heart?
Then get down on your knees
Pray.
You told me that you wanted me too.
One and one and one make three
so let's see.
This feeling, it won't let me go.
so come over here girl,
set me free.
Do you want to break
my heart?
Get down on your knees.
Pray.
Hold me in stride with one, nay two left feet.
Our feet tangled so our eyes never meet.
who is to lead with shadows that wallow.
Spinning hand in hand it feeds the hollow.
Equilibrium the measure, the stance.
We watch love grow melodic, eyes entranced.
resilient the floor that bares the load.
Newly beloveds, cloudless their abode.
Two souls in the dance, they move like one.
Destiny the journey, the setting sun.
To walk the walk, they move like lovers do.
After the storm, petals covered in dew.
The measure, the stance their eyes still engaged.
The floor still bares the load, their rhythmic gauge.
One who showers her pure love
And fortify me
Unlocks her doors of affection
And makes me glee
Is my mommy…
One who has a heart of gold
And gives me confidence
Who shaped me like a clay mould
With her velvet tenderness
Is my mommy…
One who has a back breaking job
But still smiles freely
Whose eyes are always sparkled
Seeing her dream in me
Is my mommy…
Even moon has scars
But she is pure as glass
One who is like flowers
In vast green grass
Is my mommy…
One who always sees me with affinity
Even if I am like pest
A beautiful soul with no cruelty
Is my mom which is the best.
I am grateful to God for such a precious gift.
small talks
on long walks
reminds me of love
enjoying the view
with a lover
puts my mind at ease
small talks
on long walks
taking in
the summer breeze
writing our names
in the sand
praying they won't wash away
like on a driveway with chalk
if there's one thing
i enjoy with you
it's small talk
on a long walk
you get home from a work
greeted with a smile
a hug and i'll hold you for a while
i'll ask how it's been
and you'll give me an answer
that's nothing short of true
we'll go to bed
and greet each other in the morning
rather than every blue moon
and i'll smile
knowing i can hold you again
even if it's only for a little while
you'll laugh
and i'll be reminded
how i love you so
talks of getting married
i promise
i won't ever go
you'll say thanks
for me doing a little chore
i'll say thanks
for loving me often
and loving me some more
i find myself lost in a crowd.
i see a distant memory gaze by,
everything falls silent even when this place was so loud.
i tried to keep moving on past it,
but now i find myself seeking that place.
i have tunnelled too deep,
we now stand face to face,
i am gazing down the tunnel to her soul.
as the tunnel peers back at me shinning like the stars in the night sky, dragging me deeper into the hole.
time stops and reverses back to the eyes i once knew,
as i stand here,
i then hear a whisper in my ear,
the words spoken reverberating around my head trying to dig a way out.
they soon find themselves trapped along with me in the tunnel to her soul.
i don’t feel the need to scream or shout,
because to be truthful in those eyes,
i know that is where my heart forever lies.
If you asked me what beautiful means,
It’s being loved by a strong woman
Empowered, chasing her own dreams,
Engraved with grace on soft moon, beams
A thoroughbred she is strong, wild, and free,
A phenomenon that writes my destiny
In her eyes, amber stars find their gleam,
They are my novel; affections the theme
If so what is beauty? Let me redefine,
It’s her uhm-hmm, an approval I find divine.
A spirit that soars, unbroken, unbound,
A soul that exposes darkness to sound
If you asked me what her strength truly is,
It’s hearing that voice, a melody dismisses
the silence that once held her down,
Opening up a gorgeous, that's beyond renowned
A story of courage, of trials, not left untold
A beacon that chases away the dead of night
Her love, a torch that never grows cold,
Empowered, she stands, a towering light,
So if you asked me what beautiful means,
I'll tell you It’s her spirit, her heart, her everything, in-between,
beside her strength, I found my own,
By her love, I reside in a world I would never have known
To Love is watching someone live freely.
It’s watching their face while they read unaware,
The bliss of not caring why sincerely.
Their words and movements gentle as air.
To love is to yearn the heart of another,
they are the second half to your whole self.
true love is accepting the flaws of her.
She is the book that’s rarely on the shelf.
To love is to know you’d grow with them,
It's the plant you’ve had for years yet still grows.
Love is understanding their brains system,
To get through their day no matter how it goes.
Loving someone is understanding that
they will never love you no matter what.
Ki jo likhu mai dastaan , toh tere naam ki wafaye likh betha
Ki tere husun ka jalwa dunya ko dikha betha ,
Ki tere bolne ke adat sunne walo ko suna betha
Jo Har cheez wabasta tuj se , dil me daba ke betha
Tere pasand ke gulaab kitaboon me chupa betha
Ki jo likhu mai dadtaan , toh tere naam ki wafaye likh betha
Warm, soothing talks that lit my days,
Such tender words you'd always say.
I'm madder than I've ever been,
Because of you, my sweetest sin.
You seized me with your childish smile,
Enchanted by your graceful style.
My dear, I dare not ask for more,
Such bliss I've never known before.
When next to you, my world would glow,
A soul so pure as winter's snow.
Your hazel eyes held steadfast faith,
That fate would bind our paths till late.
Do you recall those months ago,
How we entwined beneath the snow?
Lost in time's most perfect bliss,
As we shared that first gentle kiss.
Then seasons passed too swift, too soon,
Yet what we shared was heaven's boon.
As music fades its dulcet tune,
I sensed you'd leave this coming June.
In break of dawn, our paths must part,
To grant our dreams a fresh new start.
My arms around you linger still,
To keep you close against time's will.
A soft goodbye, or so it seems,
My heart still fills with cherished dreams.
Our love till death—farewell for now,
We'll meet again, somewhere, somehow.
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