Unsaid things…

All the things you will not say,
because you’re too scared to
show me
what you really feel

All the things you will not say,
because you’re too hesitant to
that you care

All the things you will not say,
because you believe
it’s pointless
to talk about something that can never be

And all the things you will probably never say,
because you rightly assumed
that I would not want to hear them

But maybe, just once,
I would want to hear you say them,
somewhere other than my head.


I guess we all have moments in our lives that make us bleed poetry. And I know that my skills are yet rudimentary and I can only manage a freeverse. The above is still probably only the first draft and I might improve it in future. But for now, it has served its purpose.

The wars we wage

When we waged our first war

It was over necessity

To acquire what we did not possess

But did we stop there? Not a chance,

because we have a tendency to be greedy

and a desire to see ourselves on a pedestal

So we waged more wars,

this time over land and territory

No matter the lives lost

No matter the broken hearts

Because, in the end, all that mattered to us

was Victory and Dominion.

The price we paid, always in blood.

Years passed, we became more civilized

But more harmonious?

Now we fight over conflict of thought

Because that’s all there is left to fight over

Some wars are small, you debating over whether

you agree with your neighbours’ lifestyle choices

But some wars are devastating, the blood price

always being a means to an end, willing even.

But if life teaches us anything, it’s only this

To become better as a humanity, all we need

is to ‘make peace’ and ‘let live’

But why oh why is that so hard to realize.