Those Little Words

"STARSEED" Blood rushing through my veins Another starry night in an alluring phase Void of a thousand screams  Is there somebody just as displeased? My world's a turmoil of anarchy Swifting and pacing through the melancholy Ghost towns, burned bridges Kicking and screaming, yet no one around me I feel no pain and yet I feel everything gushing out of the way It is nothingness and everything It is as if I'm holding on to something Strong and divine And yet if you touched me My soul would cease to shatter to a million of peaks   -Gayatri

  "When I think..." When I think about you, All I dream is of infinite galaxies All I dream is of infinite wonderful explosions When I think of you, You remind me of beautiful symphonies Symphonies that bloomed like the smell of fresh summer air Symphonies that hurt like the inevitable thorns of roses off a pavement When I think about her, All I dream is of infinite smoke that triggers my anxiety All I dream is of initine times I fell off-stream Years and years of searching and longing Questioning every moment we spent together Every moment I thought that was just for me When I think about her, All I dream is of infinite times you chose to waive my trust All the tragic times, I begged you to stay To cherish and to behave Till death do us apart That’s every soul’s dream And for a moment, I thought I could have it too And when I think about you, I was hit by sudden revelations  True love didn’t ask for a change True love doesn’t demand, i...

Popping Pills Popping pills like a new trend on the street Just wishing and hoping that's all there is to it But fate often aligns you with your worst nightmares and your best dreams Conspiring to give you everything you wished for, and taking away everything you ever built upon So you pop another pill, and you pop another one Until the pain of the lost ones is nowhere in sight Until the happiness you tasted, is nothing but stillness captured in a photograph Until the emotions you feel reduce to the void that resonates with nothing and everything And I often wonder... Would it ever end? How long would it take to change the gravity of the pain I feel? How long till the I pop another pill? How long till I finally feel? And I often wonder... Am I popping pills to save myself from the pain of the unknown? Or am I popping pills to numb the part of me that's just waiting to self destruct? But the more I wonder, The more despair I become, The more pills I pop... And the more I feel as...

Intentions... Cruel intentions and ambiguous reactions, Put off the screen, go find yourself another dream... Amidst the hazel appearances, Amidst the final showdown, We only wish to embrace the final memoirs... The pain, the desolation, we fight and we fight, Everyday we just want to make it right! Aren't you a little kid with the spirit of a golden cream? We fight and we fight the dark and the obsolete! We fight and we fight, only to be on the winning side to realize... We weren't fighting for redemption, or for the powerless, We were fighting an endless game to become the crowned figure! And suddenly one day we become who we fought against... We become the oppressors! We become the kings! gazing in the mirror... We became someone, a reflection of whom i could never recognize... -Gayatri Aggarwal

  THE  DISAPPEARANCE Disclaimer: The characters are fictitious and no reference to any particular organization has been made. The story is a work of fiction and should be treated as such. CHAPTER 5 The Last Straw I woke up at 6 am. And for a second I forgot why I’m here. For a second, I forgot what happened that led to this. I mean how many times have you woken up from a dream that felt so real that you could have sworn you really drowned in it? Infinite times. But this was not a dream. And everything that happened, happened. I went to the doctors to talk about the recovery of my dad. They said he is awake but his condition is still critical. I asked them if I could meet him and they allowed me. I went into his room, ready to kill him with my questions. “Hello sweetie” “No you don’t get to sweetie anymore dad, mom died because of you” His face turned from disappointment to shame. As he should. “You don’t understand” “Then make me understand dad. You’re the only fam...

THE  DISAPPEARANCE Disclaimer: The characters are fictitious and no reference to any particular organization has been made. The story is a work of fiction and should be treated as such. CHAPTER 4 The Reckoning Part of me was happy that my dad was coming home but part of me was scared that what he might be saying was true and people still must be after him. The only way to find out was to wait it out. “Tick tock tick tock tick tock” I heard my clock say as to mock me “he’s fooling you dimwit, he probably ran out of money and wants to come home because of selfish reasons.” And like a normal 17 year old I told my clock to shut up by placing it far away so that it could not bother me with its tick tock anymore. “Ding Dong!” It’s time. My dad showed up YAY. My mother ran to the door like a child who was about to go to Disney. She opened the door and I noticed her face turning flushed. Not with love but with horror, all I could imagine was that he probably brought another girlf...

THE  DISAPPEARANCE Disclaimer: The characters are fictitious and no reference to any particular organization has been made. The story is a work of fiction and should be treated as such. CHAPTER 3 THE COMEBACK I didn't know what to say anymore. I stare down at the table, circling my finger around a point on the table. My dad does the same. And then after an awkward silence he asks me about my school, career and health. Hoping this ends soon, I answer immediately without making a fuss but as coldly as I can. I had to prove a point that I might be obliged to answer to him but that doesn't mean I have to feel like I care if I tell him. Right? Not after what he did to us. In mid conversation he drops a bombshell of a fantasy at me. "I understand you're distant sweetie" "Oh really? Do you also understand how it feels to be abandoned and have people look at you with nothing but pity? Do you know what they say about me dad? That I am not good enough. ...