Wednesday, December 6, 2017

I Loved Him For All The Wrong Reasons

Blindfolded with love at first sight
Or
Fear of staying alone
Whatever they were
I loved him for all the wrong reasons

Vows to give everything
Or
Selfishness to receive everything
Whatever they were
I loved him for all the wrong reasons

Desire to be loved
Or
Abused in the name of love
Whatever they were
I loved him for all the wrong reasons

Giving my time
Or 
Giving in
Whatever they were
I loved him for all the wrong reasons

It was the right time
Or
It was always wrong from start
Whatever they were
I loved him for all the wrong reasons

Wednesday, November 22, 2017

I Want To 'Get High'

I want to get high
To forget, to feel
To forget, to love
To forget, to be loved

I want to get high
To be indifferent
To be callous
To be deaden

I want to get high
To run away from remorse
To escape the obligations
To break the expectations

I want to get high
To write what I want
To do what I want
To be who I want

I want to get high
To be a mess
To be flawed
To be just not perfect

I want to get high
To be the one
I want to be
But just couldn’t
When I am Sound!

©Beyond Horizon

poems on addiction




Friday, November 17, 2017

Make A Room For Me In Your Heart

I trace your face with my eyes
I crave your embrace

Our touch will bring on storm
Yet
I drown into your
Tender and delicate love
Consume me to very core
Reveling in the fire desire

I want you to
Make a room for me
In your heart
But only for a while
Yes, only for a while

When the clock strikes right
I will pluck out of your heart
Leaving you bleeding

But Oh! My Love!
Here’s my heart
Forever yours

To be complete
We have to live apart
Broken together

©Beyond Horizon

love poems



Monday, November 6, 2017

I Carry You Within Me

I carry you within my soul,
In my soul, i’ll keep you safe

I’ve etched you in my heart,
In my heart, i’ll continue to love

You’re my strength,
You’re my courage

I fear no life’s conspiracy,
I fear no fate

Your love is sacred,
Your love is celestial

I carry you in my silence,
In my silence, you’ll be loved

I carry you within me,
Within me, your eternal love


©Beyond Horizon

love poem | indian blogger

Wednesday, October 4, 2017

This Is The Story Of His And Her

This is the story of His and Her
Who fell in love with each other’s words
She was known for Her kind-heartedness
Yet Her written words were fiery and ferocious
He was known for His coquettish nature
Yet His written words were alluring and devotion

This is the story of His and Her
Who never met or even saw each other
She wondered: ‘Does he stuck out his tongue or frown while writing?’
He wondered: ‘What makes Her write those lonesome words?’
She never knew the intoxicating drink bring out His captivating poetry
He never knew her life resonated in those vehement yet deserted feelings

This is the story of His and Her
Who never realised they had fallen in Love
Knowing but never saying
Close yet distant
Together but never with each other
Incompleteness made them complete

This is the story of His and Her
Who when realised they are in love
She dared to sing,
*Not knowing what it was
I will not give you up this time
But darling, just kiss me slow, your heart is all I own
And in your eyes you're holding mine

He wanted an affirmation:
**Sticks and stones they may break these bones
But then I'll be ready, are you ready?
It's the start of us, waking up, come on
Are you ready? I'll be ready
I don't want control, I want to let go
Cause now it's time to let them know
We are ready
What about us?

This is the story of His and Her!

Sunday, October 1, 2017

I’m an introvert

“Please say those words again”, my heart begged
“Stop! Don’t you dare!” warned my brain
I want to say, “Fuck this world, I do too!”
But I keep my mouth shut
Because I’m an introvert

I watch those oh-so-perfect Instagram and FB posts
Heck! Why ain’t my life like that?
But I silently envy them
Because I’m an introvert

They said: Say no. I said No
They said: Say yes. I said Yes (which I shouldn’t)
But I live like a puppet
Because I’m an introvert

I’m very good in masking my pain
I hide the crevices well
But I won’t utter: WTH! It hurts
Because I’m an introvert

Each heart carries a story and feet walk on a journey
Some stories do not end well,
The feet never reach the destination
But I ignore them all
Because I’m an introvert

Even you say those words all over again
I want to say: "Yes! I really love you too"
But I would never confess
Because I’m an introvert


Monday, September 25, 2017

Friend Zone

Sunday morning, the first thing is to grab Hindustan Times newspaper fastened hanging on the main door crevices (a familiar scene in most of the apartments in urban cities, ain’t it?) I am not a fan of reading news in the main supplement I find them depressive.

I wait for the weekly hindustan Brunch magazine. My relation with Brunch goes back to my teenage.  When the cover page is incredible I can’t wait to read the entire cover story. Last Sunday’s Brunch comprised Farhan Akhtars fat-free at 43 life story with his sensuous cover photo (Do read it!). 

Okay I got off-track here. I am a follower of Seema Goswami’s column - indulge in the magazine. Her words always strike a chord. This Sunday’s article was titled, ‘Friend zone'. It has no connection with Ae Dil Hai Mushkil or love. It is about friendship. Quoting her: Just one 'bestie' is not enough; you need at least five kinds of friends to survive in this world.

I often wondered the concept of ‘best friend’ or ‘bestie’. If you ask me who is your best friend? I cannot pick any 'one' as a best friend. There isn't that one friend who knows everything about my life. I love talking with H about certain things which I do not with V or few others.

funny friendship quotes
A true friend is someone who thinks that you are a good egg even though he knows that you are slightly cracked. -Bernard Meltzer

While growing up I kept myself out of the loop of emotions. I experienced that when I start bonding with a friend life takes him / her away from me. Strangely I stay connected with them and this surprises me.

Let me mention their initials over here. From schooldays: V and P, during medical college J, blogging years: H, R, T and at work: J and I.

I do not speak with them every single day. I have lost touch with J which I have mentioned in this post. I tried searching her on major social media but no avail. 

broken friendship quotes
I lost the one person I never thought I could lose

The other J knows me so well that there is no use of my veil I wear most of the times. J SEES THROUGH IT, and it still have amazed me, how with only few months of knowing each this person have caught the exact me - the person I am.

true friend true love
"A friend is someone who gives you total freedom to be yourself — and especially to feel, or not feel. Whatever you happen to be feeling at any moment is fine with them. That's what real love amounts to - letting a person be what he really is.” 

Social media though has made it easy to stay connected but I miss them in-person. I want to spend time with them talking, howling, laughing over silly matters, discussion on serious matters, just being crazy and stupid. Someday I will!

friend zone

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