Spring
Trees and bushes brim with ribbons
Some fallen to the path like polka dots
The sun sprinkled on layer of glitter
My heart glows pink and yellow
(@writteninstead)
Opposites and all
Some of us are a little broken
A crack in the bucket
The faith leaks out
Some of us, filled
before first words
Overflowing and eager
Guess we need each other
Opposites and all
Zelda and Zoe
(@writteninstead)
How about we take some god damn responsibility?
How long more are we going to cry
For the world to balance up
Like an empty seesaw on standstill
Shhh, no one moves
For people to be this, but also that
Never mind it contradicts
Never mind that we are all the same—
Balls of wool herd to either sides of fence
How long more will we fall
And blame the ground for the bruise
Accuse the crowd of pushing;
Our parents, for giving us feeble legs
We can circle the game of victimisation
Spend eternal inspecting the manual
Or, take some god damn responsibility
and we start living.
(@writteninstead)
A Happy Poem
Warm and tender
Skin to skin
Touch to my fingertips
Bright room and morning air
Skin to sheets
Quiet awakening of city
I can too
write a happy poem
When I recall
the start of my days
(@writteninstead)
Shame, shame, shame
Shame, shame, shame
When real life exceeds what we make up
in horror screens
Shame, shame, shame
Those badged with the honour of protector
use their muscles to break, to murder
Shame, shame, shame
Terror and brutality roam the streets
in rubber bullets and pepper sprays
Could it be, we’re living a reality within dream
When can i wake up,
please?
(@writteninstead)
Air and Fire
It is not important — the why
we are the way we are this instance
I, compressing at air
you, taming fire
But our job is not to water down,
mold till we reflect each other
For you are born to be infinite
and I, to paint the city orange in colour
(writteninstead)
Wander
Me, at times, wanders by myself
On known lanes, or some unknown tracks
Me, at times, can’t get out of mazes
Me, at times,
trapped
in the mid of a monsoon rain.
We, at times, wander by ourselves
The lane you know, me not
Buildings you drew and songs you shared
Or vice versa, some sounds of the day
(Submitted by Jennifer)
Fireplace
While the world leaves me cold
and blue, I seek to you
like sitting close
a fireplace, you put
back warmth in my fingertips
(writteninstead)
Poem written with your body
I trace along the curve of your neck
(Please never leave me)
Touch my lips to the your crown
(Please never leave me)
Breathe in the scent of your cheeks
(Please never leave me)
Draw circles in on your arms
(I love you, please never leave me)
(writteninstead)
Not for myself but you
And I see myself
Doing things I’d never
Believe
I could do
Not even for myself
I see me perform
Easily
For you
(writteninstead)
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