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  • vishakhasarkarr 3d

    I loved you,
    through ocean blue eyes
    and rose coloured glasses,
    with pink cheeks
    and white lilies
    until you spilled black
    all over my heart.
    I should've known,
    you prefer monochromatic love,
    the kind I loathe.

    ©vishakhasarkar

  • vishakhasarkarr 1w

    With thorns cupped in her palms,
    she dances every night
    to the sound of melancholy,
    her silhouette tainted with greyness
    in a vague parody of comfort,twisted
    yielding ruins
    that even makes the darkness
    feel scared of her
    yet helplessly,
    ℎ.

    ©vishakhasarkar

  • vishakhasarkarr 1w

    Is it the most beautiful or the saddest thing,
    to live with a broken heart yet smile everyday ?

    ©vishakhasarkar

  • vishakhasarkarr 2w

    I stumble daily,
    on my toes,
    on the stones
    in my path,
    I crumble,
    like shards of glass,
    brittle and broken,
    then with bruised knees
    and wet eyes
    I get back up,
    dust off my dress,
    laugh a lot
    and keep moving,
    a wretched walk
    but a brazen one.
    This is as human as I can be
    and I hope it's enough.

    ©vishakhasarkar

  • vishakhasarkarr 2w

    Your letter arrived
    muddied and creased
    and I spent the better part of the morning
    holding it against my cheek
    desperate like a hound
    to find the scent of your fingers
    I thought for a moment
    I caught your salt
    and that potent regret
    that would seep from your palms
    as you'd write....as you'd..
    I left it unopened
    narratives swirling
    dizzy,barely conscious
    but alive

    We sit in the night eyeing each other
    tracing your cursive by memory
    the dried ink and maddening curiosity
    all I have left.

    ©vishakhasarkar

  • vishakhasarkarr 2w

    Find us between
    sips of black coffee
    and words that roll off the tongue,
    a sequence of thought
    like a natural beauty
    existing and never apologizing
    for space and gaze
    Find us between the neck and collar bone
    smoothing over frame
    and collapsing hours
    every inch of skin sinking time
    under the melodic tone of night's creatures
    singing ancestral tunes from deep in the throat
    Find us in each other's arms
    connecting with teeth baring grins
    covered in 70's percussion
    and long winded speeches about art
    Find us between needed breaths
    sharing the fragile secret
    that we never thought
    we'd find a space
    to be one with another.

    ©vishakhasarkar

  • vishakhasarkarr 3w

    In between the pauses and silence,
    are all the true feelings and confessions.

    ©vishakhasarkar

  • vishakhasarkarr 3w

    Storing vignettes of memories,
    soaking in every experience,
    I wish to steep myself
    in the adventure of living,
    in the highs and lows,
    in the exhausting and exhilarating.
    Unwittingly,I wish to spread
    joy and laughs,
    May I become the reason
    someone cries,happy tears.
    Given my sense of fun,
    I hope I make friends with fate
    and learn a thing or two.
    May I never be too fragile or scared
    to fall hopelessly in love.
    But the reality cut to my inner core
    would be to wake up from this dream
    every morning,in solitary confinement
    and breathe a sigh of relief.

    ©vishakhasarkar

  • vishakhasarkarr 3w

    That ever present trace
    of protective fear,
    that simmering
    underlying anxiety;
    Perhaps it will never leave
    until we look it
    square in the eyes
    and welcome it's presence
    with as much reverence
    and gratitude
    as we do newborns
    and shooting stars.

    ©vishakhasarkar

  • vishakhasarkarr 4w

    Forever lost amid the wreckage you had left behind
    Blood tears that slid swept away by the rain
    The dolorous scream that tore from my soul muffled by raucous thunder.

    ©vishakhasarkar