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La La Land

Dark space, two chairs, a piano tune in the speakers,

the music that shakes the darkness in front of us.

You and me, holding each other hands in the cinemas,

as Mia and Sebastian walk down the dock singing songs.

I smell your leaning presence on my shoulders,

a movement so silent, soft and full of love.


They are dancing to what a waste of lovely night,

we are watching them, oh what a beautiful evening.

The reluctance to say how I like you and kiss you,

we continue to hold hands, playing with our fingers,

as Jazz plays in the background, heartbreak, and tears,

as Mia leaves Sebastian to her home for the night.


The tune changes, a dream sequence plays in my mind,

you take my arm, walking me out of the cinemas.

We lean to the music, as we stroll up the hill,

a city so shiny in the dark, like a palette.

Like a spring that returned through the snow,

let us walk out in this shiny cold night.


City of stars, will you be shining just for me,

take my hands, walk with me to the beach,

and let’s count stars, talk and laugh at people.

The movie is finished, and we are still in our seats,

waiting for people to leave and have the place for us,

Oh city of stars, you never shined so brightly,

as we left the place, silently, without saying anything.


The Girl Who Loved Summer

Waiting in the car, waiting for time to stop,

losing herself in the fifth bottle of wine,

running away from the world that loved her,

into the world that’s cold and brutal.


Oversized single heart on WhatsApp,

ring that stayed on fourth finger of left hand,

staring out of the frosted window pane,

her mind was the most dangerous place to be.


A broken melody screaming on the radio,

songs that doesn’t sound the same anymore,

a pillow that brought comfort to two heads,

a bed that sang the saddest song ever.


The mysteries deepened as the night fell,

his warm embrace now haunts her even more,

their picture now sat depressed in her bag,

a broken heart now sailing in the winter storm.


the girl who loved summer now hikes in the snow,

for the land is brutal and the sun is gone,

Standing at the edge of the cliff never to fall

but rise to the clouds where moon loves her.



Winter Wonderland

I admire the snow mountains,

where my heart skips a beat,

And the valley is as quiet as a mirror

of beautiful, beautiful glass.


I wake up and look outside,

There are no birds and its foggy,

I am now dressed in a tight jacket,

of dark red.


When I walk in the white forest,

My feet on the snow are bare,

Cold winds kiss my cheeks, eyes closed,

there are no foxes in this forest.


At night I open my single malt,

And stand on the cliff, looking at valley,

And i toast to this beautiful night sky,

looking at the northern lights.



quickly as I can,

to reach a place,

or to reach a moment.

I want to walk straight,

without showing that I am drunk,

wine in my belly,

and the pain of your absence in my heart.

If only, you can hold me,

hug me tight so my bones would crush,

in the filled silence as people walk silently,

while this sick planet spins.


Today, as the prompt starts, let me write about something nice, something old, something forgotten, something lost along the time. It’s so nice that somehow there is this one memory of my childhood that I want to remember till I die. The innocence of my childhood knocks the doors of my memories tonight and I shall allow it to enter, only to leave through a smile on my face.

When I was young, I waited, for the school year to end. With a joyous smile, I would always go to the temple of books. My pockets were small and the money in it was even smaller. My ambition was less, but it’s value was more.

I would carelessly select something to read over holidays. That small bookstore in my small town would routinely sell some titles for ridiculously small sums. The books would be cluttered together through which I would search, with nothing much in mind, waiting to be allured, waiting for something to catch my eye.