Sarilya Jaiswal
(Billie Eilish - Lovely) Ill keep knocking your doors to see if you exist. I know you would. Don't shut me so soon, for I have created space within my eyes such that whenever I see you, I care for you. Hey you, I revisited your soul tonight. Imagining the blunders you encountered beneath those …
Remember the last time this calendar changed the number of our unite? 1st January, like the zillion times this date has mumbled bigger dreams into people's eyes, I remember certainly the biggest it enclosed within my eyes. If only for me, dreams could last, a mere more than this insanity. I hear this is the …
So was there a heart to read around that stoney smile? They call it rhythmic, but wasn't it cursing time? I have proved myself to be anguished. Living in a paranoia, it feels like a dream to move forward with time. It has been a year towards the first step yet, talk about winds, …
A first picture, after we met. Perhaps in sync to the thoughts that you have left in me. Irrelevant as I might seem to the moment, but could you ever control my glee? She wore a white dress with a smile like this evening, breezy in its zenith, yet calmer with the dusk. Am I …
Hi. Sounds weird, doesn't it? Yeah, well after a hundred days of your wisdom, I am now left with nothing but a cry to share. Hold me would you? No, its too awkward. Just stay away, like you are. Remember, how we learned to create a world together? How we filled currents, in the ocean …
(The Chainsmokers - Last Day Alive) I spend more time with cigarettes than people. It ain't regular, yet smoke just became an unnatural part of my life. My lungs haunt me day by day, but little do they regret, they love my life. I walk with the legs of a fly - shaken, broken, undermined. …
Leisure, the beginning of life. Comfort, the end of it. A common saying "From the day you are born, you are dying." Inevitable, as it sounds. Then why not think about it! What would be my death? Would it depend on my life or the legacy of my family? Would it be an accident or …
A book of shelves, each page drunk in its own opera, open to the world; Yet, locked in me forever, they just can't say goodbye. Cradled in my persona, I believe I host the past more than I welcome the present. Future is just a tense for me, my life is my hands waiting to …
I remember a friend once telling me, "it's so annoying reverberating the memories of one event, one incident for long." I regret that statement exists in my head. Can you enunciate the fact, that it ended? Hope not; never caught the feel of it. Here I stand among a tremendous company. I stand here in a …
Hit me till the day is alive. Till those sorrows, I am left with are all that remain, or are all converted into the pleasure in which we prevailed. I witnessed divinity in my arms that night when I learned my lover's kisses on this forehead. Come on and haunt me at the place I …
