Am I a murderer or a lover ?

I never knew

I'd go this low...

I loved her so much

that I didn't even had control over my senses

She came in my life

and became the source of happiness.

I always wanted her

to be at my side forever.

I did everything to have her blindly.

But amidst my overflow of love

an anxiety dawned over me,

a fear of losing her...

I spent everything 

that was mine for her,

I had nothing left but she.

She was there, but I was scared.

I planned to gain capital,

I admit I did wrong,

what I did was out of fear, shame.

I took the child and killed him brutally..

I was madly in love with her..

I know I'm insane.

The fear of losing her finally came true;

but in reality

I lost everything.

Now I stand alone

in these dark black walls

remembering the day I saw you.

You're still the divine angel of mine

my love for you is still pure

but I'm no longer pure..

I'll never blame you for my sins

but now I know my love

for you was divine unlike yours..

You can call me a crazy murderer

but you can't change the fact 

that I'm a crazy lover.

Love is divine;

everything is fair in love and war,

then how is my gruesome act justified?

Am I a murderer or a lover?

My unheard melancholy - yet continues

My unheard melancholy - yet continues



Success, it was just a step away.

I could have achieved anything;

But that one mistake of mine

just shattered everything.

Failure, it was nowhere to be seen.

I knew I couldn't fail at all

but that one mistake of mine

just shattered everything.

I decided to have some

fun that night,

and it really turned out to be

the most horrifying night of my life.

I don't know why it happened to me...

But if only the society would

have changed its views,

that beautiful night 'd have

never turned into a scary one.

Now, I plead to my Orthodox society,

let girls be born,

treat girls with equality.

And teach your sons

some manners, that you

so desperately want to teach your daughters.

I'm a rape victim

and your sons are the victim

of mental disorder.

Help Them.

GIRLS DON'T NEED YOUR SYMPATHY

   BUT YOUR SONS NEEDS IT A LOT.

Our friendship

OUR FRIENDSHIP

I had never known such friendship

until I met you guys.

You two were just inseparable.

I had no one to hold on to

but you guys helped me,

boosted my confidence in me

I felt so precious.

And then due to unfateful chain of events

 'I'

unconsciously separated you guys.

One of you became my best friend

but then me, 'the dumbo'

couldn't even understand the depth of friendship.

I complained to the other

just because of silly tangles,

my mind couldn't solve.

Later the other became 

my good friend,

yes just good friend, but we 

could never make it to best friends

sadly because we had the 

unseen barrier between us.

You guys are still in my life

but none of you are the same.

Forget and forgive "me"...Move on now

And lets be the awesome threesome

instead of 'you two' or 'we two'.

I long for that friendship

which we three perhaps once had.

Let's relive those joyous moments

and capture those for forever.

Instead of letting me

remorse over my guilt.

I know I deserve but;

you guys seriously don't . 

The Setting Sun

The Setting Sun

The setting sun

amidst the clouds,

going down and down

and slowly vanishing from sight

looks like the girl who is

getting married against her will.

Succumbing to the society's desire

reluctantly killing her individuality

slowly vanishing,

losing her identity

still giving light to another family...