Psst

Eyes getting dim
heart’s reaching ground
Central disturbance
causing soul’s early snowstorm
Legs are shaking
Head’s leaning down
Sulk in abundance
making solitude a paramount
Getting trapped with open eyes
Inside this thing –
Often called “a life”
When I don’t want anyone around
Psst in my ears
Make that sound
I’m tired of walking alive
Such a boring routine
is this everyday life
Pinch me hard
Make me scream
Wake me up
from this side
to inside a dream.

Photo Credit: thubakabra.deviantart.com
Photo Credit: thubakabra.deviantart.com

29 Comments Add yours

    1. Neeraj says:

      Thank you for reading Ann.

  1. words4jp says:

    I find this to be quite relatable – i like it:)

    1. Neeraj says:

      Thank you Kim.
      Sorry, I’m still struggling to find anything for our collaboration. 😦

    2. words4jp says:

      hey – wonderful things are worth waiting for – no hurry:) xx

  2. Chatty Owl says:

    Psssst
    I like that whispering sound in my ear. Makes my skin shiver.

    1. Neeraj says:

      and I like shivering skin 😉

    2. Neeraj says:

      Good that you know 🙂

    3. Chatty Owl says:

      Your weekend is going well?

    4. Neeraj says:

      Its usual.. yeah good I guess 🙂
      How about yours?

    5. Chatty Owl says:

      So so as always 🙂

    6. Neeraj says:

      Routine is good at times.

    7. Chatty Owl says:

      Thats very true. But when the routine is broken, everything seems like a bigger mess than it really is.

    8. Neeraj says:

      I wish it does not happen with you. Out from routine you should land on the land of dreams 🙂

    9. Chatty Owl says:

      I wish that too :):)

  3. love the electrical static of this poem…the subliminal shocks that comes with it.Makes me feel something which I find it hard to explain…Beautifully written.Love your style…

    1. Neeraj says:

      Really appreciate it. Thank you!

  4. Hector says:

    Wonderful piece

  5. Oloriel says:

    Wonderfull. My favourite part :”Getting trapped with open eyes
    Inside this thing –
    Often called “a life””

    1. Neeraj says:

      Thank you Oloriel!

  6. izzyamoura says:

    This is amazing!

  7. Psst…. Wake up
    Follow me into the clouds
    Where my body yearns for you
    And my whispers grow loud

    Psst… I’m calling you
    Stealing your attention
    From that boring routine
    Forcing your insides to come alive
    To a thrill that’s never-ending

    Psst…. Come to me.

    Sorry I couldn’t help it. =-D
    Very Very Nice Neeraj. =-)

    1. Neeraj says:

      Jeez!! What’s your address? Lol 😉

    2. 6969 Cloud 9 ave
      Somewhere in, Texas

      ;-D

    3. Neeraj says:

      Somewhere in Texas or $exas? You misspelled it deliberately? Lol..
      Anyways.. Hugs and kisses are on your way 🙂 XOXO

    4. Yes! I knew good would cum from that poem…:-)

    5. Neeraj says:

      Lol.. Thank you for believing in me 🙂

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