I need you to pick my brain
Leave my heart alone
Let me speak rivers of wit and scorn
And love and poetry
Everything I'm capable of
Let me never stop
Lend your ear to me, forever
I'll leave your heart alone.
Take me with you wherever you go
Inside the alleys of your mind
Inside the realms where you hide
I'll let you speak until your voice scrubs off your tongue
I'm here, I'll be here
Every word you speak I'll steal and store inside my soul.
If you hadn't been a poet or a scientist
If you hadn't been the man you are
I would have tossed your words away
Forgotten your name
Your face
But you picked my brain tonight
I've got a taste of it now.
Hunger has never been more romantic,
It's amazing how I want to be your disciple
And lover
All at once
Perhaps I can't leave your heart alone after all
It's already said and done
The moon sleeps in the sky with clouds of gray
You and I lie awake
Biting into our dreams and thoughts
Will you leave my heart alone?
I think
(I hope)
You will not.
The summer stops to ask me if I want to be warmer
I say, "No."
It soothes into spring
I lie down in a flowerbed. I dream of him
Again.
Eras and worlds intertwine
Our fates erupt and converge
I dream of the stories I shall never live
I have never lived, yet. I haven't seen the world.
The flowers dry up and my eyes are heavy
How much can a girl sleep, after all?
It's already winter. No one asked me if I want to be cold
I sit up, shivering. No more dreams to unfold
The sun falls asleep on my skin
Soft and homely, like a friendly cat
I like the winter. I like this cold.
They who have known my heart
Arrive with buckets of sweets, I could cry
Overjoyed with the love I hold
I am so happy. I have new dreams to dream
A new spring. It's time to go.
Before the month end meets another mouth
Speak the unspoken
The sky was too blue so I couldn’t say it
And you didn’t mean it
What’s the difference between see you
And goodbye?
I hugged a sweater and curled up in it
Some warmths are trees, deciduous
If their arms contract some day, they spring back
Outstretched
Loves that might wane but never disappear
If nothing, you can always plant dreams
Evergreen, forever blooming
Enough with nature and its metaphors
You must be bored
Like I am.
I’m catching up with my words
Before the month end meets another mouth
And they spill over, too soonWe like to repeat ourselves, after all
My city has no snowflakes so I make do with tears
I gulp down the past because the month will end
The year too, so funny.
Nights crawl around me, begging me in hushed tones
Join the end, it is near
The future is too far away!
But I know it’s only the cold
I shut my eyes and scold them to sleep
Achieving peace needs such violence, so funny.
At dawn I’m up again chiming words
Dragging the end of a chewing gum until it’s dry
And there are no tears to gulp down
Only white, fresh snowflakes around the bright greentree
Pink flowers
Joy
Inside my dream garden
I know even you are tempted to join me
We will wave farewell soon
To meet new ends which must begin
Should I say goodbye
Or
...until we meet again?
I imagine the sun settingflowingdropping into the crease of buildings
A mellow skyline, pink and rose and yellow and blushing
I imagine everyday beauty
I am inside a small room and I never go out.
My house is only two storeys high
My ambition no higher
I crave the softness that comes with smallness
All I taste is the gap I never even dream to remove someday
I often wonder what other dots in the web are doing
It glitches my mind and I get disconnected
I bet it’s beautiful outside
Even the high-rise residents can’t jog at their beautified parks
I wrap my arm around my pillow
Take a deep breath
I am herenowalwaysforever
I pick a movie to watch
The deadlines can wait
The dead lines aren’t waiting
They’re piling up at riverbanks
I’m still at home playingwatchingignoring a movie
I’m too afraid to murmur a premature thanks
I stare at the ceiling
My spotify is wailing
The only thing moving is the fan.
I will Rest my chubby fingers Against the cool iron bars Before my white painted windows Rest my sad shaped shoulder Against a wall which homes me Rest myself
The rain sings so beautifully It is beyond all writing I am beyond all words
I can be a moldy green patch of earth Who said I’m a girl? My feet isn’t skin They’re shells And they’re beautiful
The rain falls like it knows How to empty me I am happy as I know I am not only me
I am the rain The iron bars The window and the wall I have never lived or never died But I am alive and I’m singing
Today I don’t need to write Because today I can feel Today I can be Today I can sing What else do I need?
You spoke to me and I listened
When I spoke, you smiled
I teased you so you'd blush
And it wasn't a lie
I really did laugh at your sorry attempts at jokes
But I could never call you my jaan
Because loving to talk to you
Isn't the same as love
But you refused to be my dost
And we're forever undone:
Neither my friend nor my love,
I wonder what we have become.
It's nice to have friends
But it's also not bad
To hear cotton-voiced guys and marble-voiced girls-
Strangers over group calls,
A happy little break from
Rotting in your bed and
Staring at the walls
A sixteen year old plays her favourite songs For a man a decade older I try to warn her But she doesn’t listen But I don’t listen As I keep humming the tunes The artsy man says his girlfriend loves I thank God he’s unavailable
I tease a guy, pull his legs I think I would avoid him If I were to meet him anywhere A classroom, a bus stand, a friend’s house He is rural but his tastes are global A gen Z specimen and a flirt I call him my brother and he bans me from the chat All girls in the group face exactly that And we laugh I promise to stop and he lets me come back But he’s a virgin, he says And I’m a virgin, but I only smile We all know we aren’t going anywhere Further
The older woman who sings like a star And the guy my age who plays the guitar The nerdy boy who shares great memes And the sulky teen who has big dreams All of them, I’ve known for a week, All of them have known me a bit
When the walls shut me in I let the internet win: They’re fragile and fickle But these are still bonds When I scrape for memories They won’t be gone
We’re, we know, just passing the time They tell me stories and then listen to mine, And we waste away our lonelinesses With pseudonyms and masked faces, Celebrating our virtual lives.
He was singing with sleep in his mouth
My head was full of waking dreams
Our arms melted into skin in love
My sleeplessness was soothed by it
I asked him who he was
He said he has always been,
Sometimes the drop of yellow paint
On the dusky city sky
Sometimes a bubble of nostalgia
Of familiar roads I pass by
Sometimes nothing more
Than a ray of hope
That there will be another day
Or maybe a poem I wrote
Thinking about things adore
Or complaining about those I hate
He sang to me until I fell asleep
Blessed me with dreams to dream
I don't know who he is or will be
I know he will give me wings
It was the year when millions died And a girl woke out of love It was when shells were broken Souls roamed free Bodies stuck to their cages For what seemed like ages
People online played board games A man broke his back Scratching miles on earth To and fro, a migrant and a labourer Nothing more nor less Perhaps a little less human
Sunrise dripped out of the sky The youth shed tears Mourning its days of freedom Hearts beat as fast as Fingers typed on screens Reality had shifted its venue
And the old, they died And I remembered the saying Death is the death of the fear of death But death is real as real can get. It was the year we all broke anew It was the year I fell for you.
My aloneness is an island
Walls so high that a tsunami can't break it down
My aloneness is naked
I keep trying to clothe myself in strangers' words
But my skeletoned yearning is exposed and loud
It's battering my brain
I am back this time again
My aloneness is punching me to a pulp
I have no memories to eat
I am hungry and in need
I think I'm going to throw up.
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