mayday_calls

holy shit,  i bit the dust, good grief, i crashed and burned, almighty please, i nurtured a rare disease, i blew the candle no 'twenty'  i wonder why they clapped while their faces looked sad and dirty, sooner or later, did i trun to their joy-eater ?  my gracious hands touched their skins in hope of answer, every single touch absorbed  guilt, misery and discontent, this world doesn't recognise, "swelling is the sequel when heart is clutched pretty hard," i didn't realize when i began  to latibulate distress , found  my heart throbbing too loud, terrors forced me to shout to faces of walls if i was allowed, i loved to water unhealed wound, latching the door to avoid crowd, i spit on floor moving all around, dirts flushing of mouth made mound, fuck the silence, i screeched astound,  morrowlight of my day had drowned, every human sings allegories aloud, they ask why you now look unsound, i answer "bury me, i belong to ground!" if you cry on one's d...

princesses raised in  palaces of dreams don't  sleep on bed of thorns , princesses fostered by strong men don't dwell  in the absence of valour, princesses backed for  their potential and gestures  don't falsely weep for fun, princesses who once learn to flap their wings aren't kept  as skeletons in the cupboard, princesses who use their  nails as hammers don't  turn confidential in revenge, princesses who know the  taste of a MAN don't open  mouths for any other flavour, princesses who put all cards  on the table well don't nest  honeycombs on their tongues, princesses who sweep every  shit out of way don't fuck bad faces of so called he-men, princesses who plan to set the crown don't sit on heap of loss and intolerance, princesses who are benevolent  enough to sinners are the  noblewomen of the free kingdom. - chetna 🌻 

they're securing their prime lives, they stare at sun and it shines, little babies lit up their skies, call-letters at door , high- fives, some ate honey out of beehives, fish jumps out of water, still survives, he says, he loves her till life times, i promised to write him letters in archives, some crafted the peace in folklives, some cried to the death indicating signs, they sent signals "how demon arrives," they're dealing with bad wives, some edged their blunt knives, karma says i will pour you in kinds, i cured myself, observing their eyes, they smile hiding swords in surprises, listening to every diss word in lines, i noticed innocents turning damn wise, my friends began love affairs in disguise, they settled with weeds in compromise, i'm an image of a diamond if he describes, but it's my heart at where agony resides, he thought it's fine to hunt superior smiles, he thinks solutions are in sipping wines, still i believe there's a home in foggy pi...

you and i look better  watching neon lights of skies, i snatch, run and wear your jackets which seem oversized, you paint the wall rouge on my  birthday and i am waiting outside, you head out for fishing in the pond i prepare latte, cinnamon apple pies, we tell our kids to play and parade with  beagles, german shepherd and huskies, we plan a getaway every summer to india to sightsee tigers and monkeys , i handle and mock your middle-age tantrums  you misplace every time my volkswagen keys, you win neighbourhood cricket matches  i hoot your name, "a century again please" you sing lullabies to our daughter and i teach our sons poetics under hazel trees, you're stuck daydreaming of last hit six  i jumble with you every night reading politics, you kiss my head, i hold your hand before bed  you and i look better cherishing a countryside life. - chetna 🌻 

hey man, show me a path of future and fidelity i promise i will  give up idolatry, over my fire burns, pour rains of loyalty, i will criminalize myself  for your forgone casualty, be the saviour of my deteriorating dynasty, i will errect statutes of your humble honesty, adore me shades of life if they present me cruelty, i will sublet you this  hard-earned reign and royalty, please become the explanation  of death-ridden midnight anxiety, i will dismantle the last reason for which they design our fatality, trust my words and promises, even if I breathe in notoriety, i will run straight to your arms  to love you through my entirety, hey man. - chetna 🌻 

your eyes once hallmarked nascent unread chapters, my tears now resemble  antique , aged lessons, the age of love counts weights ,seasons, years,  and dies one day counting  wounds , bloods and spears, these dark-pitched timbres send you essays in waves, now imagine when i place my  finger and piano misbehaves, "still, mountains are waiting, tulip gardens are elating, ice sheets stopped skating, rides in vintage cars saying, kisses on yacht cascading, oasis in sands ceased fading, trust me , they all are calling, why two birds lived promising?" you can't unpin magic of poison, i am still playing with toy gun, breeding bumpers of allergies, i'll send you ulcers and tragedies, switching your inculcated beliefs, you're eager to paint me in motifs, pay me back in kind, my witty, wicked version, my innocence of suburban, my exiled eternal exertion, please come , take away  your submerged assertion, your quintals of burden , your blood-written sermon. it turned out ou...

a bunch of bad words, a stunt of sagged studs,  a whistle of caged birds,  a loss of little lifebloods, all i notice laying in the grave, i was an unkind kid, a traumatized teen, artistically abusive adult, nasty, peculiar old woman, i pushed away my friends, showed my man his ends, look how my grave pretends, this fist-sized red organ lost blood, became orphan, i mastered the art of  looking like an ugly gorgon, still i died seeking the left  love of the last portion,  they couldn't see lines  getting blurred, and  my nerves getting hurt, floods cracking the holy statues of church, i've kept a death letter with me, you'll find it when you unearth, a sleep of setting sun, a smile if they smile in return, a skill of buying better gun, a scum i throw on them as fun, all i rehearse laying in the grave. - chetna 🌻 

swearing by my heart, he bestowed me  secrecy, saffrons and salvation under a single shell, worshipping my  flowers, faiths  and fatalities, he loves even my sketches like hell,  every ruined castle he takes me to  changes to sacred sanctum, he serves all  the definitions of  what it is called devotion, generous  and handsome, yes i am inert ,  incompetent and  incondite in their imprisoned minds, wiping my blue  days off , he pleases even my seconds  with solemness, they say poets  and their bruised  hearts truly  belong to no one, but my soul and skies  for his life are  everready to  turn up my orison, oceans and oxytocin, this love is sagacious, out of brains of pungent people , this love is my  renowned remedy, i could not care less, if they quote it illegal and lethal.  - chetna 🌻 

a holy tied knot, or held tight handcuffs , two hopeful hands , or two pointed fingers, four glaring eyes,  carrying ablazed dreams, brown dried lips, with scorching speeches, her silent sobs, and his burning head, slate grey room, cut-throat poems , god forsaken hope, no signs of shimmers, five seasons of love , or ten years of adjustments, two ghosts found  themselves locked  in the cage with chaos, fumes of estrangement  burned the first plant  of their lawn, crevices appeared in  the rock they once  looked like, loads of loathing  took away their  memories and moraines, an unholy ending, two disabled hands, four mortal eyes, two sealed mouths, messed up heads, desperate dreams, everybody shows how marriage is pious, two cowards turned  it into a hoax. - chetna 🌻 

your fingers turn me a dynamo, my eyes flicker when you show up, dopamine in my head heads to the backflow, I adore you my youth  to pay the price  of your devotion, just sneak into kitchen  when your bro's asleep , push me to the wall  and count linings of my neck  then watch my senses  getting up and cat weep, o baby, let us fly high  you cense my red petals, the wall is so cold but  our play breaks the wall, you peck me whole, forehead to toe , uplift my top, and  call me your pretty doll, i am sure ,you will trace  and grab fat of my abdomen, I will crash to death but  wait I need this death, i swear i love when  you smack my back ,  one hand clutching both  my hands, your second one  is on my hairtied head, you touch my toes  and thick thighs, you kiss my belly and i'm no longer wise,  your finger ends try to measure my body, your cheeks and lips are staples of my high tea, each time you bring me c...