Tuesday, July 5, 2022

an ode to my incomplete poems

an ode to my incomplete poems by Shreya Vijay incomplete poems – a line of thoughts, gone astray,when...
7 Deadly Sins

The Seven Deadly Sins

Hola Amigos! I’m Pride at your service, I mostly prefer to ride above the surface. Some call me vain, but they are just hating. If I say so myself, I’m pretty darn amazing! I love to drive a wedge...
Twin Brother

A Pair of Twins

This is a rhyme which is completely true, Yes, my dear brother, it is all about you! Let’s start from the day we met, Hold your breath & let’s go ahead. That blue eyed doofus I met in the...
Dreams

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Beyond the confines of our monotonous lives, Lie 2 other worlds, twice the size! One is full of fantasy, fairy dust and magic, Where there is nothing akin to tragic! Red, orange, pink and white flowers, This place is the...
Supernatural - Demons

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You fantasize about love, Yet all you see are heartbreaks. You adore their smiles, Ever wonder how much of it is fake? You ask me about my dreams? Well, the reality is slipping away from my seams. Nightmares make it hard...
Hallucinations

In My Head

Plain white walls, a single bed pushed by the corner, Cries and screams of the residents, hide in the bricks and mortar. The putrid smell of anti psychotics fill my nostrils, As I sit by my bed, stabbing...
Flawed

Flawed

Flawed – a six letter word, So often it is heard. To be flawed is to be imperfect, To have your blood colored blue rather than scarlet. We often judge people based on how they look, But when it comes...
Bond

Lie To Me

The night of Christmas, when everyone is near their loved ones, I miss the bond which we shared once. Lying awake, recalling the day you walked out on me. Let’s fly back in time, shall we? Oh how I...
Broken Paradise

Broken Paradise

Broken Paradise In the chilly winter, wearing that black cocktail dress, Looking for a way to overcome the feeling of aloofness, I entered the new club, opened round the corner, The aura, now making me feel a little warmer. No,...
One Day Poem

One Day

One Day by Shreya Vijay More often than not I’m asked,Why I always carry a paper & pen, as if hiding behind a mask?Why do I always...

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