Some Days are Just Dark

And it keeps coming back to it This unfathomable darkness inside It keeps surfacing, time and again Nothing is right, we are all insane. Who can be happy ever? Not someone with a brain! Any reality thrown your way Take it but with a salt's grain Why can't we just freeze in a moment And…

Deathbed Confessions of Unrequited Love

A thousand wounds I bore, All different; similar gore. The pus and blood that oozed, Was the same of every noose. Each cut on my frail body, had a separate source. Yet, it had always been yours, the pain for which I stay woke. The noise from my cracking bones was your voice calling me…

Tell Me a Story…

Hello peeps! Sorry for being MIA for so long. But the promise of a story still stands. It is not much of story and more of a jumbled up thoughts of a disturbed mind on a long sleepless night. Without further ado, here you go: The Miracle of a Dream She was standing in a…

My Entangled Thoughts

I can’t speak for other people because their minds are not on the list of places I had checked into but my own thoughts, I have visited often. Thus, I know the questions that arrive in this desolate place I call my brain. They used to be simpler and consulting a parent, a friend or…

Random Thursday Thought

I wish I was someone else... anybody'd do except this person that I am. I wish I could craft like some of my friends do. Beautiful gifts they create out of random, most useless stuff. All I have ever done is destroy everything. Or I could clean like a washing machine or perhaps like a…

Good Night! Sleep Tight!

The advancing night was scary, I dreaded sleep, not the nightmares really Opening eyes to another hopeless day Was the thought that terrified me! Image Source: Sadequain's Original Work at Frere Hall, Karachi      

Free will, Shcmee will!

All alone in a bathtub, With no water calming my nerves. Naked, I am lying curled up. Foetal style, ready to return. Pure and intact To my mother's womb. I can see, smiling folks Waiting for me to be born. Kick in the air and cry a lot Even if my lungs get torn. Knowing,…

The Vegetable

“Hahahahahhahahhahahhahahhaahhaha” His laughter echoed as the sharp ends of his wits ricocheted back from the hollow walls of the building. Wits were all he had at that moment for his form was reduced to an awkwardly arranged construction of weak bones, confined by means of ropes. However, he didn’t know that, for he couldn’t feel…

Rebellion

They wanted me to rebel, against their atrocities, which they committed, mainly to provoke me. I knew they were wrong, that they needed to be stopped, Or Brutus would once again finish Caesar off. But I also knew their wants and to rebel would be to conform. To accept their expectations, To give them the…