I am sick

Why is it
that I am sick
don’t flick
heart does not prick

eagerness eloped
this heart has no hope
your voice seems faded
the passion degraded

just quit thinking
just quit waiting
just quit hoping
just quit crawling

back

profoundly I admire
the beauty of your cloak
hiding behind it
you provoked

the words ‘move on’
suddenly have a meaning
life is good at mocking and teasing

Goodbye

©Kritika

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Lets Find Out

At this stage of life
when I am asked
my opinion on ‘LOVE’

Lets find out

None of my relations
was worth to be called ‘LOVE’
it hurts.

I tried ‘Care’
but was left in despair
and then the time repaired

I tried ‘Trust’
was broken to the crust
that turned me into the desert dust.

I am trying ‘Patience’
for which I am afraid
to be called a patient.
(chuckle)

Love has always been hard
though, I pictured it to be like thorns and flowers 

Flowers do have thorns
but eventually they bloom
They rise and shine
knowing the thorns are there protectors.

My experience did
made me strong
made me confident  as a storm
made me inquisitive to enjoy life
made me challenging
to accept every sharp knife.

I don’t know
if the above lines can answer
“What LOVE is?”
I will always be on the journey
to search for it.

©Kritika

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Blind Heart

abusive words
did they not hurt?
I felt the pain
writing the same

troublesome heart
when will we start
meeting postponed
only you provoked
this blind heart
to believe
insanely
in words
your words

still it hopes
to meet

I realised
my apologies
in a text explaining
why
‘when I stood
where once you did’
I realised

heart puffed
rolled with love
you asked me out
once again

starry eyes
heart beating twice
you still wanted to meet?
its more than nice

hurtful words
they must have pained
want to kiss
that pain away

but

time has changed
about me
has changed

hope your words
turn real
this time

You want to
I want to
lets catch up
and work it through

©Kritika