As she wrapped her arms around him, silence roared and words fell.

His heartbeats were speaking pain and his hands seeking comfort.

His tears started hers and she was stumped if they came out of love or sympathy. 

May be his pain spilled love. 

May be her care for him did.

Love was baffled too. 


What would you write?

When you are soaked in the ocean of pain.

What would you write?

When there’s nothing left to express.

What would you write?

When you’re locked by your own feelings. 

What would you write?

When the person who would initiate the words deny to speak up.

What would you write?

When your heart is a desert where there is hardly any love.

What would you write?

Coz love induces feelings 

And feelings is out of words.

What would you write?

When you’re banished from the world of words, just because you’ve run out of emotions.

Lines of past ,
Shattered pieces of heart,

Screaming the names of all my dreams.
Stories of present,

Feeling of resent,

Killing me inside haunting me with quests.
Fear of future,

Filled my lungs,

Reminding of my unforgottable intent.
Still ..

here I am,

Picking the shattered pieces,

Joining them with life,

Sticking them with the glue of pain.

Handling it with care till it reformed into new.

Here I am, with Eyes full of passion, heart full of rage, ready to face the world.