A Promise
I can’t promise you moon and stars, but what I can promise is- I will always hold you, even when you can’t hold on to yourself. Till the end and eternity, I will hold you. Always. ~ Pia Majumdar Continue reading A Promise
Tag: relationship
Thank you for staying
Thanks for always staying with me, through some tough times and through some unfortunate times. It really pains me to think about when on our first date how I fell off the stairs and then you picked me up, without any hint of laughter. That’s some tough love right there. Who knew you would be charmed by my mere sight…rolling on the floor trying to … Continue reading Thank you for staying
That day in rain . . .
As Bill Watterson said “Rainy days should be spent at home with a cup of tea and a good book”, I do agree with him. I don’t get this idea of why people find rain so romantic. Remember when we started dating, we ditched bio class and went to the mall for a movie? It was such a magical evening, topped off with ice cream … Continue reading That day in rain . . .
Letter to my Ex
Hey, Ex-Babe! Remember me? It wasn’t long ago when we were planning our future together, fantasizing about our honeymoon, naming our future kids… You promised me forever and I promised you, my eternal love! You treated me like a princess, showered love unconditionally, cared for me, stood by me, stood for me and made me feel like I was the luckiest girl alive on this … Continue reading Letter to my Ex
Coffee date
what happened to those coffee dates? Where we used to sip from our cuppas sharing comfortable silence…the air loaded with anticipation of what’s to come next. How innocently we used to apologize when our knees brushed under the table. We apologized like nervous schoolchildren.Sharing few words, nothing fancy. Those longing stares, which we didn’t know what they could develop into. I enjoyed your company, you … Continue reading Coffee date
Sweet Release . . .
you are the song my lips utter, your name on tip of my tongue, your lingering touch from last night, still haunts my thoughts during daylight, wondering when sweet release will arrive… Continue reading Sweet Release . . .
Turn of events
This is what happened- 1)I wanna drown in a bottle of bourbon just to numb the pain of the grenade you left in my heart each fragment ricochets whispers of your voice. 2)Lying on the floor staring at the ceiling where our memories are scribbled but I just can’t seem to shield my eyes maybe it’s because I’m still hoping to hold your hand or … Continue reading Turn of events
Men and Dreams in the Dhauladhar by Kochery C. Shibu- Book Review.
First of all, I wanna say that- I absolutely loved this book, thoroughly enjoyed it actually. The book’s like a complicated recipe, you don’t know what’s in it and you sure won’t know what it tastes like after you eat it, and keep anticipating throughout the process. The three important characters- Nanda, Khusru, and Rekha are intricately brought together in the mountains of Dhauladhar. Their … Continue reading Men and Dreams in the Dhauladhar by Kochery C. Shibu- Book Review.
Young Night
Long road trips by car, passing the city lights as slowly the borders fade away while rains are softly thumping on the car roof, while your left hand roams amidst between my thighs, slowly caressing, making me heave from pleasure but leaving me unsatisfied and yet… breathless. Continue reading Young Night
Are you high?
Tell me a reason to stay Tell me a story that makes me forget the pain Sing me a song that won’t break my heart But the whispers won’t let me listen to your beautiful voice There’s something through my eyes There’s something in my head But there’s nothing in my heart You wanna be with me I know But you don’t like my dope … Continue reading Are you high?
You Taste Like Ivory
her body endures scars each night, with no one to turn to, she bottles it all in with unsaturated doses of whiskey, while waiting impatiently for the sweet release of death. she finally got to witness death, it came rather late than she hoped for, but it did came, and only one color was before her eyes, ivory, she only saw ivory now, and … Continue reading You Taste Like Ivory
Truth or dare, choose one
I loved you every day as the very first day and the very last I saw nothing else but you and felt all There could have ever been Brief little lightning ripples through me Through the wind They flower in your footsteps Yet form a fading path, not to you But to the abyss of imminent loss- When you turn your back for the day … Continue reading Truth or dare, choose one
Time to let go
let go of those who makes your smile disappear don’t hold into something that makes your heartache open your heart and you’ll find those who would give you butterflies, they said. but, here I am, being stuck with you holding on to something the cause of my wounds wounds that bring comfort, as what they said- was wrong. – Pia Majumdar Continue reading Time to let go
Your existence is poetry to me
Your existence is poetry to me. You are like an accidental good read that was left undiscovered, The kinds where I never want the story to come to an end The kinds where as I flip the pages, I do not feel like I know the plot better, but rather, there’s so much more to know about the story The kinds where I know my … Continue reading Your existence is poetry to me
I met a wild soul
the sky was in his eyes blue with clouds floating in his smile. His voice rushed of pines in a breeze, his hair told of green meadows in the spring; he scented of northern lights… And I knew I had met a wild soul, just as wild as mine. Continue reading I met a wild soul
As summer comes to an end
time clashes it’s whip against the fantasy of this world for mourning is to come, as anticipated but I look into your eyes and I see the ocean and it’s gems endless and shimmering with affection and acceptance I press my sneakers between the railings and screech embers fling from my mouth for I have found new love a new beginning for me to take … Continue reading As summer comes to an end
My First Art Journal Post
Hey guys, how is everyone doing today? I hope you are doing well dear friends. I am so excited to share my art journal post here on my blog, do check it out on my Instagram account too if you would like 😍❤️ This is my first attempt of making this and it took me almost three days to finish it finally 😅 Do let … Continue reading My First Art Journal Post
Let me go this time, a reminder
Like the final kiss, you placed so indifferently on me while my heart was screaming ‘please don’t go’, words that my mouth was never able to tell. And now the night shares the story of us again, so I listen foolishly to keep you a little closer, for the promise you could never keep was the one that made you stay. As I search and … Continue reading Let me go this time, a reminder
The things that make me ‘me’
• I trust too easily. I fall too hard. I forgive in an instant, if I love them. I am ready to get past the bad thing you have done. In this world of e-books, I still like the heavenly scent coming off from new books. What more do you need to see whether I am plastic or real? •Did you call me fake, why? … Continue reading The things that make me ‘me’
Don’t tempt me
I’d let you break my heart in pieces to see the words they would become, emerging as poetry. Continue reading Don’t tempt me
Pretty girls don’t light their own cigarettes
I can feel my lungs collapsing with every shallow breath and I can’t decide if it’s the holes left behind, from cigarette smoke burns, Or the pieces of me that followed behind you. It’s 1:05 now and as much as I keep trying to warp the truth, the minutes tick on leaving me stranded in seconds of long lost times. And I know cigarette fills … Continue reading Pretty girls don’t light their own cigarettes
Bad Decisions
Huddled in a corner with a pen the paper blots up tears and ink and offers no hope of surcease to seeds of panic poised to grow. If only a little rain would fall. // my eyes adjusted to the dark last night of the light that fades in, flickering in the bathroom where I have spent my worst times I … Continue reading Bad Decisions
3 AM thoughts
He knows what he wants and it’s not me, she’s quiet, distant she’s not the one on your mind at 3am when you’re drunk enough to sing bad karaoke // Her eyes glistened with unshed tears while the 3am darkness haunts her reminding her of her lost ones a part of her forever gone. Pieces of her still remain only to be shattered and lost … Continue reading 3 AM thoughts
Falling for you…
falling for you was easy, it doesn’t feel like falling at all it was quiet, as quiet as your smile it’s serene, feels like I am coming home after years of floating around in a sea. Continue reading Falling for you…
Things you should know about me
The mole above his lip, at the left side, the way his lips curled when he smiled, the way he adjusted his specs and his messy hair fell on his forehead… Yup… I fell head over heels within a few fragments of time…but didn’t mean you knew everything about me likewise. But, if you are going to fall in love with me, here are some … Continue reading Things you should know about me
I’d rather be some other place, a poem close to my heart
Sparkling eyes and tender flesh are shielded From the world in a tight hug. A photograph captures my father’s love. Gentle waves come home to shore, sloshing against the sand, A constant in this changing land. The sunset paints the azure sky, And its fiery orb disappears into cool gray water. A paradise in a different world, Away from troubles and danger, During innocent days … Continue reading I’d rather be some other place, a poem close to my heart
Listen carefully dear
Her thoughts were rancid, like bile in the back of the throat, because her insides were rotting away, infected by the black, putrid thing that she called her soul. It was putrid in a way that permeated every gelatinous sinew of her body, her organs, her bones, her muscle tissue, her very skin was utterly toxic, a wasteland of decay. Butterflies would land on her … Continue reading Listen carefully dear
Our past lives, it’s like Déjà vu
They say past lives don’t exist They aren’t real We just need to hear about ourselves It’s how we cope, just how we deal. We only exist until we don’t DNA is why we’re “unique” Horoscopes and the cosmos are for a mind that’s meek We romanticize as shortcuts to answers we seek. Yet we hear great songs with our hearts Before our ears And … Continue reading Our past lives, it’s like Déjà vu
Cigarettes after Sex
My lipstick Stains his addictive tip His intoxicating bliss Caresses my lips Suppressing that itch Only addicts know When they crave their fix I’m addicted to his Bad habits He’s my nicotine trip So I chain smoke him every time I need a fix. I don’t know why guys smoke so much, I love my guy but I would be so relieved if he quits … Continue reading Cigarettes after Sex
A mistake to you
I only wish to be by your side I wish for it every single night, but you didn’t bring me along for the ride, in fact, you didn’t take notice until I was out of sight. Bury me alive, don’t leave me at the door. I’ve been stretching this drive down to the corner store. I’ve been chain-smoking, and breathing the cold air skies, I’ll … Continue reading A mistake to you
