Sitting, listening to symphony,

Which can’t be heard by anyone,

But me.

It’s inside, deep in.

Don’t dig this red mud too deep,

That instead of my feelings,

My story, my heart,

You just wound me more and leave,

It void, blank and empty,

Delusioned and darker and din…

Don’t try to hark the harps.

Don’t. ©Err1585


I’m a Falling Star

Falling from the stars,

Shining and embracing songs

Of these unfaithful winds,

That I know, will go away,

Once I’ll fickle and fall and die;

I’m a star, beyond this Earth,

And will keep burning,

Till I’ll die.

You see only my bliss, and beauty,

Falling, scars, entailing aura and joy.

I’m actually burning with passion,

To change, be better and cry tears of smiles;

I’m a star beyond this Earth,

And will keep burning,

Till I’ll die. ©Err1585

Longing to go home

I have been the perfect
in my decisions;
I still am.
I always had thought all of it,
so it doesn’t get off anyway,
but what I did forget was,
Not everyone is like me.
My decisions are perfect,
for you and for me,
and everything in between
or on edges;
I forgot, you cannot for now,
send your vision directly to them.
I hope science won’t play with it,
which I know it will do…
But still, coming back to my point,
it’s that, I tried, and again,
yet again, and one more time.
All failures and I understood,
People don’t care.
They want to make mistakes and regret.
Not blame it on them,
it’s the times and human tendency itself.
I don’t blame any but me,
to think that, I can explain them,
or even consider that, I’m right in it.
It’s just that inner voice and,
so many past days you know,
after which I said what I did.
Probably, the fallacy was lack of gut,
and taking it too long.
I wish this would have been stronger,
in me.
It isn’t.
I get on knees and literally,
put my nose down,
just to make you believe,
what I’m saying, isn’t a joke and bro,
or sis, please believe me,
I’m not insane, it’s true,
But hey, no,
don’t believe even once, even when
you know I did trusted you so blindly,
not so blindly, but almost so,
and gave you chance,
never tried to disrespect or question you
and kill me oh god,
this place isn’t mine,
I’m alone, I’m ALONE…
Please take me higher to you,
I go hopeless at times.
I’m so sick of whatever fun you say it is,
because hey, you never mean it,
it’s hilarious how easily,
I let you play your tune on me,
I’m sorry, I’m sorry dear me.
Too much to bear for you.
Kill me oh me at times I feel so.
Who to blame? but me.
I’m the wrong I know,
the fault is in me.
I tried but I can’t fake myself anymore.
This is me, oh Zeus,
Send down the Hades,
I’m tired of this Aphrodite.
Kill me, take me to the solace.
Peace. I need my own galaxy.
Where is my home?
Please, now no more fate,
I order you oh the forces,
end this… heavens… for your Olympus,
Take me to my home.
Where is it? ©err1585

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On love and expression

And how to express
the transparency of my love,
it’s purity and it’s truth for you.
The structures and concrete,
have made it so fake and bolted.

Hey… Do look between the lines
and silence of mine;
For no, I’ll not explain,
I’ll just say it with my being.


… Go with the flow

The void of my heart
Got filled with your presence;
All those whom I wanted to give into,
Said goodbyes
And see for what?
For leaving me for you.

But look how notorious
Is this nature;
You need me but don’t want me
And so here I sit smiling,
Looking at the past me,
Who used to say with pride,
That when I’ll make one,
It will happen just once,
And will be just one,
Perfect one,
Who will want me forever,
For me, and not anything.

You need me that way,
But look how notorious
Is this universe;
You just don’t want to say,
‘Evermore I’ll stay.

But I’ll no more paint,
The desires of getting one,
Fantasies of getting you,
Say, fine, and let it go.
No, I’ll not sit depressed again,
Waiting again,
For “Yes! I got the perfect I told you.”
Because you know,
No one is perfect;
Life is tide of desirable catastrophe;
You only desire to make it complicated,
Because complicated is what makes you
See the phases of emotional rainbow
But hey, you’ll never say.
Life’s amazing with confusions.
And it’s good. It’s good.
But I’m so clear on points now,
And sadly I’ll say to you,
I’ll not wait anymore and getting back
To oldest me,
I’ll say I’ll walk strong alone.

I consoled you correct, don’t worry friend,
Never search for perfect one,
It will come to you itself,
When the need of time will be so.


… Transparency

Turning the pages,
Reading, grasping it all,
Stressed she played down,
Her life out,
Too alone to be helped.
The devil awakes,
Between the goods,
And she ends up,
With heart crying regret.
Hands to friends,
Mother, father and brother and sister…
All those you wish to name;
Not a servant,
A young bliss,
With blooming petals,
Rusting them as she tenderly caress.
Too alone to be saved.
“Heart of gold, painted in ugly face”
People call her so,
“Beautiful she is”,
Sitting aloof, screaming quietude,
She works alone on
Mending her brain and character
Stuck in building of concrete,
Hanging on the rope of,
“Good family, good girl is she”
… Veiling, ceiling, scratching
Her stress out,
Alone turning pages;
Intelligent and kind soul…
Just with little bag of some useless fantasies.
Not an animal, tamed so but by world,
Not with desire of defloration,
But love, care, happiness and slowly
she is rising through acceptance elevator
Rescuing herself from fake,
Steadily moving to originality;