erratic excerpts,

i love how the silence

can sing the unspoken

but i shun it all

for i am just a glitch

in the music

~ a broken guitar string

i am poetry scribbled in haste

and bottled up in seashells

ebbing away in waves

eternally searching for the shore

~ mind’s fugitive 

from two worlds apart

your tears bled into mine

and our souls snapped in two

but it kills me to know

that you’re safe still

and i am not

~ falling apart

it’s a tragedy

to have to blend in with reality

when all you are able of

is transcending

~ vagabond

am i loved enough

to be understood

to the core?

~ a desperate little thing

flashbacks tame and tarnish pieces of me

and i realize parting

is only an adage when it’s an entity

but a bitter pill when it’s a memory

~ letting go

i am a bouquet of expectations

strewn across their silhouettes

withholding petals of flaws

disdained and accursed 

but flourishing in artificial sunlight

~ a pretty disappointment

can i just teeter out of the entropic waves that i am drowning in

just to feel what it would be like to be someone perfect

be in someone else’s body and mind

and feeling the kind of happiness i never felt

before the waves of self-induced entropy swallow me

~ self-loathing

and somehow

i am just a speckle of ambrosia

pirouetting in empty hallways

a whisper dissolved in each floor tile 

hoping that maybe

you’d recognize me

~ saudade metaphors

between dreary heartbeats

did we love and try to forget

but with each palpation

and tangible sweet nothing

we let this cliché 

become permanent wishful thinking

~ lover

~Riddhi Chakraborty

Notes: few short poems i wrote during sleepless nights