Millennial Moment


The way she clutches her hand,

The way her leg keeps making certain movements,

The way she keeps ticking her fingernail on her table, 

The way her toe keeps doing that rhythmic motion,

The way her mind keeps working, 

The way sweat tickles her spine, 

The way her heartbeats makes deafening noise,

The way a thousand pins prickled her head,

The way she breathes profoundly, 

The way her teeth clenches to the extent it starts screeching,

The way she feel shapes forming up in darkness,

The way her demons come to look her in the eye and say ‘hello’,

The way she feels cold to her bones,

The way she trembles and her bones hurt mournfully,

The way she keeps tracing the same circle again and again and again…The way she starts her life from the scratch every few months,

That’s exactly how anxiety feels like! 

Forgotten Extremity!

Why have you forgotten?

Each day you pass, life gets shorten!

 

Then why you hold on to those grudges?

Life is running with every passing pulses!

 

Why you letting that pain define you?

Why you letting that hurt confine you?

While beautiful moments of life are very few!

 

Why hold on to that which has passed?

And then when life will end you’ll be aghast!

 

Do not let the past hold you!

Do not let the past mould you!

Do not let the past confine you!

 

Because…

Have you forgotten?

Each day you pass, life gets shorten!

Forlorn Bit


People keep telling you this cliché things, “you know I’m there for you”, “count on me babe”, “I would walk the earth for you”! Whatever 

But then when you need a ride home after a long day at work, or you want to talk to someone when you are lonely, or someone to talk to at 2am, they are too busy or they are simply not there. No I don’t want you to walk the earth for me. Not unless I am walking along with you.