New Page

silly me
I kept writing

about us

the sad page
said, ‘please don’t
it’s enough’

summoning you to me
in your arms
welcoming afflux
of unconsciousness
knowing
its totally my mind
to erase the thought
of having you besides

so
to the next page
I promised
a new me

with sincerity

by
Kritika
https://www.instagram.com/undressedthoughts

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**Changes Made

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Prisoner

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<p value="<amp-fit-text layout="fixed-height" min-font-size="6" max-font-size="72" height="80">Gravity is pulling the shoulders<br>Heaviness is retarding the movements<br>Vexation is not the real case<br>Current situation is a difficult mazeGravity is pulling the shoulders
Heaviness is retarding the movements
Vexation is not the real case
Current situation is a difficult maze

<p value="<amp-fit-text layout="fixed-height" min-font-size="6" max-font-size="72" height="80">Been clambering with all my might<br>Optimism will soon be out of sight<br>Monotonous non-adventurous life<br>Fatuous feeling, nothing to beguileBeen clambering with all my might
Optimism will soon be out of sight
Monotonous non-adventurous life
Fatuous feeling, nothing to beguile

<p value="<amp-fit-text layout="fixed-height" min-font-size="6" max-font-size="72" height="80">The hanged clothes live in desert<br>Perfume talks no more about love<br>Street and Food are now just words<br>Writing them down because it hurtsThe hanged clothes live in desert
Perfume talks no more about love
Street and Food are now just words
Writing them down because it hurts

<p value="<amp-fit-text layout="fixed-height" min-font-size="6" max-font-size="72" height="80">Travel and Food and Clothes<br>Engulfs a body with confidence<br>Changes are important for a human life<br>Till when shall we live in this prison?Travel and Food and Clothes
Engulfs a body with confidence
Changes are important for a human life
Till when shall we live in this prison?

by
Kritika
https://www.instagram.com/undressedthoughts

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Numb

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Why do not my words reach to you? Actions have been depicting the same for a long time. Still I ponder on the why of miscommunication. Every time I try to react to the irrational questions, I feel like I should adopt silence. It is empty inside. The dark place is numb. Only the song of ‘Linkin Park’ rings in my head and I get lost in its lyrics which defines me.

I want to scream though, out loud where my voice at least reverberates the truth that I am alive. Loosen those tightly pursed lips with words which will be hard to digest but I know, they will not hold any meaning as I have been tagged mentally disturbed.


Are words or actions so difficult to decipher that we easily call a person mentally disturbed? Some people prefer not to speak. They want to be understood. The some who do, will weave a different story. Till then enjoy the song. (Link of the Song in the Text)

by
Kritika

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