My Poetry

If the things were only up to me
And my vault were stashed with greenery
I would exit the world of perfect geometry
To enter the universe with heart fueled poetry

I’m in love with scribbling the meaningful themes
It’s my way of expressing how I truly feel
The lyrics synchronize with frequency of my heartbeat
The percussion & vibration of the immaculate beast

Now let me stitch the pieces a bit differently
Just stay for a while, hear another thing from me
The words in my verses are no curse if you read explicitly
I don’t shoot at the painbody with explosive trajectory

I simply bring up the matters which have been hiding inside me
To share those stories with the same original intensity
That I felt back then as it was my reality
You see, this is my healing process & my therapy

I know it’s kinda provocative the way I project my themes
It’s not gloomy to throw light on the darker scenes
It doesn’t matter what you think of it & how you think of me
The darkness is, so light can be

My rhymes are self realization & experiences with deeper meaning
It’s my way to explore the core, the burning fire; the formless being
This is how I see the things now & it’s meant to be
You see, poetry is the flow in me & it’s the heart I breathe