Already Gone

woke up from a dream about you

but you were next to me, resting your eyes

am i too much of a hopeless romantic?

i asked myself, romanticizing every breathe with you

drained by the thoughts of losing you

goodbye came in light

and i heard you came back to see me

but i had already left that place

About- This is Unspoken Affections: Part-XV and was written on January 6, 2025 9:10pm. This poem officially concludes the "Unspoken Affections" story. 

Bonded by Melodies

what am i supposed to do in this moment?

my heart almost fell out- how can any of it be true?

your touch continues to fuel this unrequited love affair

so don't do this to me if you have no plan on saving us

when you asked me to listen music with you

and proceeded to put your headphones on me-

to conduct your investigation on what i like

only to find we share the same music in our same universe

we were bonded by melodies and 'blinding lights'

and this is another poem from my "unspoken affections".

About- This is Unspoken Affections: Part-XIV and was written on January 5, 2025; 8:17pm. This poem continues this "Unspoken Affections" story. 

21

soon i'll be 21

and time once again won the game

i failed in being a different version of me

i let down myself but caused more hurt to my dead dreams

they thought that they were never meant to be mine

and probably even prayed for the betterment of me

i thought i had finally found an escape

but it is also my mind who is my biggest enemy

 

About-This poem was written by me last night as i tried to reflect on my past 20 years, prior to turning 21 in few hours. This is my summation on everything dead that comes to haunt me. Even when writing is my only escape, it still cannot pull me out of my misery. I hope turning 21 is fun. 

Written: May 23, 2026; 9:04 pm

Your Masterpiece

You tore me apart and left me in ruins

Then proceeded to kiss me after seeing shiny tears in my eyes

My cheeks were turning red and warm

Then with a smirk, you declared me as your favorite masterpiece

So ruin me, bleed me, hurt me, I was meant to be yours

Desert me and come back, you will always find me at my shores

About- This poem was written on April 25, 2025 and is part of my "Campus Confessions: The WBoy Chapter". 

Your Eyes

Up in the clouds and in between the meadows

Your eyes painting a shimmering picture

Of my whims, muses, stars and constellations

That won’t be brought down

If I keep staring into them

About- This poem was written on March 1, 2025 and is part of my "Campus Confessions: The WBoy Chapter".