The Holidays

As the white snow covered the ground underneath,

The weight of memories comes crashing down,

I find it hard to breathe.

The twinkling lights were too bright,

But the darkness dominated the night.

The warmth of the coco

could not warm your cold heart,

Even my love’s passion failed to do its part.

You murmur as you shove aside the mistletoe,

‘A kiss can make you fall in love,

And I have no emotions, don’t  you know?’

As the laughter fills the air,

There is only one thing for which I care.

To hold you tight once again,

Ah! The holidays bring too much pain.



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Crumpled pieces of paper

lie in the corner,

Poetry I wrote for you,

What a waste, if only I knew.

What’s worse is my crumpled heart,

Broken promises and a friendship that fell apart.

As I burnt myself in love’s destructive fire,

Consumed by pain, longing, and desire

You whiled away in your palace of apathy,

The notion that you had human emotions, was a fallacy.

The heart-wrenching pain has finally subsided

A dull ache remains, of a love unrequited.

The butterflies I got on seeing you, have finally died

Darling, finally I’ve discovered, love, will never suffice.

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What remains


When you promised forever,

I didn’t think it ended with a date.

I try to call it some plot by fate.

We both know you never believed in the stars,

But then again, did I ever really know who you are?

When you left, without a word, without telling me why,

I dropped a tear, as I questioned the sky.

Now you are gone, leaving me in a rut

But like an old tree that has been cut,

The feelings remain, much like the stump

that remains, stubbornly, sticking out

in the now barren land.


Me with you


I am losing myself trying to keep you around.
I am losing my mind as I try to decipher yours.
I am losing my happiness as I strive to maintain yours.
I am forgetting my words as I try to comprehend your silence.
I am losing my present as I try to think of a future with you.
I am losing my peace as I try to calm your chaos. 
I am losing my confidence as I try to overcome your doubt.
I am losing out on people as I wait for you.
I am hating love as I try to love you.

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A wish upon a shooting star


Not a thousand stars could illuminate my dark night, like you do.

Tell me, is it wrong

To wish upon a shooting star

for a day not so far,

When your heart beats for mine.


Or am I misusing this power divine?

For you didn’t fall for me,

in your rational state of mind,

I can’t (shouldn’t) ask the stars,

to change your heart’s design.

Even if it means,

you will leave me behind.

In my heart, I know

You are my soulmate,

but alas! You never believed in fate.


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How could I predict?


I was so used to order,

to knowing, to control

Then you came along

a free, boundless soul.

You didn’t sing me a song,

but gave me handwritten poetry instead.

Twisted my ideas of right and wrong.

You never remembered

our anniversary dates each,

but saved little sea shells

from our trip to the beach.

You never gave me a box of chocolates,

but spent weeks perfecting my portrait.


You stood happily below my window,

be it sunshine or snow.

I couldn’t help but adore you dearly,

You were in love, I could see it clearly.

Your quirky charm was so irresistible,

Why was I surprised when you left?

You were always so unpredictable.



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