Vaibhav Vashishtha
Abstract
The day started with a whimper
Complicated, yet too simple
Highlight of ...
The One, I Ne...
Ten Things I ...
An Affair Of ...
What Does Gro...
Happy Mother'...
Such Is Life
AN ODE TO EVE...
They don't seem to be content somehow They don't seem to be content somehow
Are we really the burden of this patriarchal society? Are we really the burden of this patriarchal society?
The peak of the mountain is bathed in light The peak of the mountain is bathed in light
As I’m held captive by you… As I’m held captive by you…
I am not brainstormed by false allegations I am not brainstormed by false allegations
I die, I am born, I live to die, I die to live.. I die, I am born, I live to die, I die to live..
A tormenting endearment in her heart A tormenting endearment in her heart
But it is not darkness which is the absence of light But it is not darkness which is the absence of light
Where is heaven on earth? Let’s go and see. Where is heaven on earth? Let’s go and see.
My mouth tastes like blood And sometimes blood Spills out poetry And poetry looks like Nothing b... My mouth tastes like blood And sometimes blood Spills out poetry And poetry l...
Why fear, why excite, why react only to the unusual When everything you do is breathtaking Why fear, why excite, why react only to the unusual When everything you do is b...
Cleansing auras with each step and breath, I needed a break! Cleansing auras with each step and breath, I needed a break!
As any poet I spout forth Enough hot air To raise the balloon, Even if it’s just to let it ... As any poet I spout forth Enough hot air To raise the balloon, Even if ...
Just my honest thoughts in my Orange Garden Just my honest thoughts in my Orange Garden
All of a Sudden Sounds turning in Noise All of a Sudden Sounds turning in Noise
What crushes is the divine truth! What crushes is the divine truth!
Thus left am I, only I A mortal of no importance, Scribing the norms of fate.... Thus left am I, only I A mortal of no importance, Scribing the norms of fate....
The poem shows that it takes time to make art and not even a second to break it. The poem shows that it takes time to make art and not even a second to break it.
Wearing their suits and masks every day our superheroes fought Wearing their suits and masks every day our superheroes fought
And since then I’ve been praying Even though God seems like a dirty pipe dream And since then I’ve been praying Even though God seems like a dirty pipe dream