Phoonkey's Pen

A whole lot of people are walking on the street and smiling, but hiding behind their faces are grieves and fears. You’ve been through some difficult times and you think keeping quiet and ignoring the situation is the best solution. You think your plan worked and you think you are doing just fine, until you get to that point in life where it becomes glaring that you have only hidden your fears under the carpet. You’ve forgotten that someday, you will want to get rid of the carpet to either replace it with tiles or whatsoever and when that time comes, you have your fears staring at you and making ridiculous jest of you saying ‘You should have got rid of me when you could’ I want to specifically address this to every rape survivors out there. Yes, I refuse to call you a victim but a survivor because you are still alive to read this. Even though you are probably thinking of the worst solution out of your grief right now, you have survived yielding to the demons in your head thus far. So, I...

Morning dew arising Birds clamouring Nightingale singing melody Walking down the road Soliloquizing Enjoying the street quiet Breathing the breath of nature Drowning in the ambience of peace Surrounded with ease and flavour Here comes a distraction Here comes an interruption Let me have a taste of your ambience We have to be a part of the flavour You can’t have it all My quiet soul became rowdy Breath of nature transcends into breath of agony Sinking in the ambience of horror No shoulder to lean on No arms to cry on Shut up and give it all After all, you have it all Helpless, hopeless, harmless I behold the harmed, the wicked, the pistol They took it all Alas! Good bye hope Good bye love Good bye care Let’s ride to the dark side Dive slowly Let’s go “Under the carpet”