Riya Nayak
Abstract
For she was confused,
Out of loneliness..
That she forgot,
The wanderlust,
She had once..
Loneliness
On endless shores children play, Oblivious to anything That comes in their way! On endless shores children play, Oblivious to anything That comes in their wa...
My sweet little journal My sweet little journal
Music embalms us Music embalms us
Poetry I write, and the words I inscribe are nothing but a mere reflection Poetry I write, and the words I inscribe are nothing but a mere reflection
And it's hard to talk and feel heard when you always feel like useless stuff good as a burden; And it's hard to talk and feel heard when you always feel like useless stuff goo...
The harshness in the eyes or on the lips tells the colour of the heart A tough life where darknes... The harshness in the eyes or on the lips tells the colour of the heart A toug...
I find time at times not on my side Gets me up to my throat I find time at times not on my side Gets me up to my throat
How, this deep bonded vacuum can ever be filled? How, this deep bonded vacuum can ever be filled?
After a while you learn the subtle difference Between holding a hand and chaining a soul, After a while you learn the subtle difference Between holding a hand and chai...
He creates waves of jealousy He creates waves of jealousy
Life is not meant to be lived suffocating Life is not meant to be lived suffocating
Like candy the tongue thirst to taste Sweet on the lips the tongue licks Like candy the tongue thirst to taste Sweet on the lips the tongue licks
Never did I give up on life Never did I give up on life
What a joy the hazy mornings are! Smiles on every face, obscure in sight What a joy the hazy mornings are! Smiles on every face, obscure in sight
I wondered about brain drain I wondered about brain drain
But there have been worse But there have been worse
I look at myself in the mirror and I see her I look at myself in the mirror and I see her
I witnessed a great moment of clarity. I witnessed a great moment of clarity.
Finger pointing as to who made him that way Finger pointing as to who made him that way
The pain of losing you No words spoken can explain The pain of losing you No words spoken can explain