Akshay Vaid
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To now, and nothing else

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Aren't her lips what you craved, all along Comforting you and your lopsided brain Red like the yawning sun Her gentle kiss will guide you to the Cirque du Soleil She slow dances in front, her hips moving, taking you away You hope she’ll hold you forever. Dying. New life. Living. Diane.

Akshay Vaid
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1 Day 5 Hours Ago

Grieving is the only luxury I can afford I lack the enthusiasm to join a war I lack the passion to steal a common man’s treasure I find Olympic rings in the way the smoke curls While resting in a glass ashtray But it comes boiling That perfect, smoke-filled boil When you say “You’re too good looking to join a war, Too pretty to run a marathon, Too good looking to steal anything at all.” You’re a vending machine of sympathy.

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2 Days 5 Hours Ago

Crash your car at the gates of this wondrously tragic world With a half-hearted smile Underneath, dress like a girl. Crash into the rusty emerald gates Wear slutty clothes Cover your eyelids with glitter, and wear lipstick. That’s when you’ll leave a mark Maybe, Let your head snap back and the nape snap But don’t forget to blow a kiss Never forget to do that It always cuts in the most prominent fashion.

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3 Days 5 Hours Ago

Talk to me in grey Black and white is such a boring sound The anticipation gets lost In the assurity of a better time. Send me signals in morse Words are only good if you know what verbs to use Adjectives amount to puffery I’d rather watch an exaggeration in the movie hall. Let it erupt and fill this land with unaccounted bills Let it erupt and enter this land like refuge seeking refugees. My simplistic refuge. Anticipation is worth surrendering for.

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4 Days 5 Hours Ago

Ever fall down And detach yourself from every idea of what down is? A place where sunlight cannot project shadows A place where thoughts outweigh every priced possession A place where belonging lies simply in the recognition of circumstances. The cemented temples The studded, over-sized lab coats The charities, only supported by currency Nothing. The place of restitution The place where earthly belongings don’t amount to an iota Where sanity isn’t procured by the desk you eventually frown upon Everything. When there, Muster all you have and look ahead You don’t need to look up. This is fine. Maybe even home.

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6 Days 2 Hours Ago

As painters of the past, Like poets rhyming dreams As actors staging conspiracies In order for us to believe That there is a need A need that can never be satisfied How can we be satisfied It's like we're merely holding a gun and wishing to die We can never be satisfied Unless, we breathe underwater and can also fly.

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7 Days 5 Hours Ago

Who’s he? Walking on the street, feeding half-cooked philosophy Talking about governmental policies like kids talking about their paper crafts Who’s he? 5’9”, wearing a hollow, jewelled, rotten crown Thinks people line up on the streets he has betrodden Who’s he? Smelling like whiskey, emerging from a cloud made of smoke Parading with the grace of a queen, but he never really talks to me We say the same things.

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8 Days 5 Hours Ago

You’re like the smell of perfumed spring The scent of which commands like a totalitarian They said that we’re all special snowflakes In argument, I propose that you’re a snow-capped mountain And I’m a witness, simply a valley Your breeze of frost-bitten army men march toward me Rupturing my spine, and I crumble It’s like drowning in a pool of flowers And the idea of death doesn’t seem so seductive anymore.

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9 Days 5 Hours Ago

All the scripts, telling us how to live We cracked the code when we were born We are living, we are alive Only horizontally flowing waters Dripping into the great unknown We are free We are a distant Yet comprehensible dream.

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10 Days 5 Hours Ago

Play me a sad song And we can talk about neverland Over packs of cheap cigarettes Because they work better And let the sound of empty bottles clinking Replace the sound of your breathing And let the shimmer in your eyes Fill this room and my empty eyes. Play me a sad song, then we’ll talk. Let’s just play sad songs.

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11 Days 5 Hours Ago

You just need a stab to start maybe a stab on the spoon with a vial of water Place your head in your hands start to wonder how's your plan compared to theirs how do you fair? Is your mind as independent as they say or are you compulsively dependent on the idea of liberty? Does your lust tell you what's right? pull a velvet curtain for your eyes? does it help forge the outline of “everything”? place your drunk head on the floor. Like a map All drawn out The lines on your palms They'll run out.

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13 Days 4 Hours Ago

I'm just a contradiction Aren't we all? We walk slow on purpose But rage out when behind an old person My mind is a place for three You me and you & me Counting on fingers that are devoid of lines I'm glad that we're this big, whole one. I'm the face of corruption Aren't we all? We smile at the desolation that sits in front When we're both ultimately empty The only solution I can see Is when you are I and I'm not me. We are nowhere near revolutionary You just want one and one to make three.

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14 Days 5 Hours Ago

Honesty is the best policy It just isn't insured We don’t have what it takes to be a Gandhi We’re just a plane crash in empty space.

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15 Days 5 Hours Ago

Kids in costumes spend money on fancy lights While the poverty line swallows the road And pukes out another convict who can’t afford a lawyer A two wheeler is no good A car with no fuel, story of youth.

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16 Days 5 Hours Ago

Secretly awake All I see are words floating in the air Like perfumed ignorance about our country And that is enough. And instincts tell me to Pick your brain While you pick mine Talk to me about the universe And how God has a plan.

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17 Days 5 Hours Ago

Beggars food for choosers "We've got lungs for this" “Are you sure?” "If not, we've got these pills" She always had the ability to paint dreams Everything in colour Clutching clocks, stunting seconds. Motionless movement.

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17 Days 22 Hours Ago

In a flash of laughter She was able to Unhinge the tall, bulky door Like it was under fringes of a storm And a bright spectrum entered  Bringing to life the possibility of life itself A vestal light.

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20 Days 3 Hours Ago

Dead thoughts in living rooms Story of our youth We're sharks in aquariums Imaginary boxes Sealed tight Aggressive taps that shake our cores And several echoes of “told you so”

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21 Days 5 Hours Ago

Some days They remind you of the saccharine spring The smell of flowers in the air And the honeybees present to bring to notice the enormity in being free. Some days They feed on the security residing in “what ifs” The stench of the resting rue And the presence of one single face shrivels up what once was enormous To something that’s as good as a thread. One snap. Free. . . . “I was tight with Sheeran” hashtags: #poetry #poets #poem #poems #poetsofinstagram #poetsofig #poetryofig #poetrycommunity #writing #writings #creativewriting #writersofig #instawriters #writingcommunity #quotes #sadpoetry #naturephotography #naturepoetry #love #lovequotes #lovestories #lovepoems #literature #art #indianwriters #indianpoet #november

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22 Days 4 Hours Ago

I still see you through the eyes of a child Dancing in naïveté Hiding in the lowest lows To get to the highest highs Perfumed innocence on the backdrop of adulthood And that particularity in your scent Will always lead me up a staircase In a hallway that’s profusely decorated And I use the wrong combination of letters For, I still see you through the eyes of a child. . . . “I was tight with Freddy Kreuger” hashtags: #poetry #poets #poem #poems #poetsofinstagram #poetsofig #poetryofig #poetrycommunity #writing #writings #creativewriting #writersofig #instawriters #writingcommunity #quotes #sadpoetry #naturephotography #naturepoetry #love #lovequotes #lovestories #lovepoems #literature #art #indianwriters #indianpoet #november

Akshay Vaid
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23 Days 5 Hours Ago

When the streetlights flicker And animosity raises the tide The moon confirms security When in fact it diminishes And contracts become obsolete And signatures seem to fray That’s when I gather myself That’s when I come together. . . . “I’m tight with The Rock” hashtags: #poetry #poets #poem #poems #poetsofinstagram #poetsofig #poetryofig #poetrycommunity #writing #writings #creativewriting #writersofig #instawriters #writingcommunity #quotes #sadpoetry #naturephotography #naturepoetry #love #lovequotes #lovestories #lovepoems #literature #art #indianwriters #indianpoet #november

Akshay Vaid
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24 Days 4 Hours Ago

The wonders of the modern age. All the kids on their two-wheeled fortunes Feel like they’re part of a “dog eat dog” world Like snakes, zig zag. All the men in their cardboard thought-boxes Feel like they’re porcelain stars in the daytime sky Not existing, imagining. And me, in the security of my cracked walls Trying to feel alive, barely. . . . “I’m tight with Cena” hashtags: #poetry #poets #poem #poems #poetsofinstagram #poetsofig #poetryofig #poetrycommunity #writing #writings #creativewriting #writersofig #instawriters #writingcommunity #quotes #sadpoetry #naturephotography #naturepoetry #love #lovequotes #lovestories #lovepoems #literature #art #indianwriters #indianpoet #october

Akshay Vaid
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25 Days 4 Hours Ago

I want to be the nothing That you unknowingly slip into, each night An abyss that symbolises how you feel inside Sometimes, a time like this serves as an escape A black hole that has a life of its own To help you forget your own Or simply a keister that keeps you breathing. I want to be your nothing. . . . “I’m tight with Paris” hashtags: #poetry #poets #poem #poems #poetsofinstagram #poetsofig #poetryofig #poetrycommunity #writing #writings #creativewriting #writersofig #instawriters #writingcommunity #quotes #sadpoetry #naturephotography #naturepoetry #love #lovequotes #lovestories #lovepoems #literature #art #indianwriters #indianpoet #october

Akshay Vaid
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27 Days 15 Hours Ago

When you asked me if there was something wrong I nodded, side to side But there was You're damn right there was and is I thought if I never spoke about it You would never know But that's when you held me close Maybe you knew Maybe that's why you asked me in the first place. . . . “I’m tight with Kanye” hashtags: #poetry #poets #poem #poems #poetsofinstagram #poetsofig #poetryofig #poetrycommunity #writing #writings #creativewriting #writersofig #instawriters #writingcommunity #quotes #sadpoetry #naturephotography #naturepoetry #love #lovequotes #lovestories #lovepoems #literature #art #indianwriters #indianpoet #october

Akshay Vaid
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29 Days 5 Hours Ago

Like the violating summer sun-rays That cause a sensation so pure Like the golden, crisp beach sand That seep inside, only to lay another foundation Like the water that's trickling down your hair Onto your chest Imitating what’s beneath And slowly melting to revive someone new. But I fail, each time My lungs rupture at the thought of feeling alive These arms will never be enough To have you These arms are not enough. . . . “I’m cool with Bieber” hashtags: #poetry #poets #poem #poems #poetsofinstagram #poetsofig #poetryofig #poetrycommunity #writing #writings #creativewriting #writersofig #instawriters #writingcommunity #quotes #sadpoetry #naturephotography #naturepoetry #love #lovequotes #lovestories #lovepoems #literature #art #indianwriters #indianpoet #october

Akshay Vaid
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2017-10-24 21:40:53

Gently walking on the road marked as functionality Until you switch lanes And I, wanting to break through the chains Like a rogue animal Feral, if defined by characteristics Using my mouth to discern unknown places Marking my territory And establishing the face of want. But I succumb When the silent sirens come around I wish I knew I wish I had control But control seems as trivial as original ideas now I simply played along To the point where I started living in an alternate I remember seeing her cry and smudge her cheap make-up Maybe I was the one who took care of it I don't know. No control. . . . “In the name of modernisation” hashtags: #poetry #poets #poem #poems #poetsofinstagram #poetsofig #poetryofig #poetrycommunity #writing #writings #creativewriting #writersofig #instawriters #writingcommunity #quotes #sadpoetry #naturephotography #naturepoetry #love #lovequotes #lovestories #lovepoems #literature #art #indianwriters #indianpoet #october

Akshay Vaid
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2017-10-23 21:32:19

Blanketed by the night decorated with unimpressive stars Comfort seemed to slowly drip away And the half-empty glass started to lose its mass She sat in front of me Hair tied to personify how I felt And in the midst of self-adulation and gratification Her mouth spewed out combinations that could disarm any locker A robber’s paradise She always had that. In time, her words started to undress What once seemed one-off Now feels like a lonely state Pre-occupied by someone else’s thoughts Her hips begin to sway Left, right, and centre The night lamp, the book on Sisyphus, and the empty cigarette packets join her groove And I, I always seemed to have “At least I’m on my own, instead of with you.” Tonight, I don’t even have that. . . . “can I join the clique?” hashtags: #poetry #poets #poem #poems #poetsofinstagram #poetsofig #poetryofig #poetrycommunity #writing #writings #creativewriting #writersofig #instawriters #writingcommunity #quotes #quotes4you #sadpoetry #naturephotography #naturepoetry #love #lovequotes #lovestories #stories #literature #art #indianwriters #indianpoet #october

Akshay Vaid
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2017-10-22 22:01:15

I’ve been learning a lot about honesty It’s apparent in the dried, fallen leaves spread across my windshield Travelling with me to a distance so far-off Prior, They survived almost a year Bearing solitary moments of lovers Of children who displayed mindless zeal Of drunken fights that ensued between best friends Leaving the world behind It payed homage to the weight of facts The fact that reality always breathes on one’s neck Even on things that go unnoticed What once seemed to have been perfect Must crumble under honesty possessed in the idea of honesty It seems, It all changes No matter what We all will always change Even when we’re not looking to We’ll all be driven away. . . . “can I join the clique?” hashtags: #poetry #poets #poem #poems #poetsofinstagram #poetsofig #poetryofig #poetrycommunity #writing #writings #creativewriting #writersofig #instawriters #writingcommunity #quotes #quotes4you #sadpoetry #naturephotography #naturepoetry #love #lovequotes #lovestories #stories #literature #art #indianwriters #indianpoet #october

Akshay Vaid
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2017-10-20 21:40:08

The conversations stick like the gravest tragedies Like when children from another country wash up on the shore When the sunlight is overwhelmed by the moon's proximity They stay there And tear at me I'm almost nearing my last drop But it emits a surreal ray of feeling Which overtakes me with haste And I forget That only a few drops are left Knowingly, I allow the grooving floor to change its colour. . . . “can I join the clique?” hashtags: #poetry #poets #poem #poems #poetsofinstagram #poetsofig #poetryofig #poetrycommunity #writing #writings #creativewriting #writersofig #instawriters #writingcommunity #quotes #quotes4you #sadpoetry #naturephotography #naturepoetry #love #lovequotes #lovestories #stories #literature #art #indianwriters #indianpoet #october

Akshay Vaid
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2017-10-19 22:06:05

She leads me up the staircase A vacuum, everything is silent All I can hear are her footsteps All I can feel is my throbbing heart Anxious blood flows like a viscous wave Religiously, I come back to this place The only place I don’t need to pray to get a private heaven Where the greeting at the door doesn’t make me want to turn back This is the only place where I feel like I’m floating I float above this gilded pedestal Gravity wasn’t discovered for me Gravity doesn’t play a part tonight. . . . “need to be eating better” hashtags: #poetry #poets #poem #poems #poetsofinstagram #poetsofig #poetryofig #poetrycommunity #writing #writings #creativewriting #writersofig #instawriters #writingcommunity #quotes #quotes4you #sadpoetry #naturephotography #naturepoetry #love #lovequotes #lovestories #stories #literature #art #indianwriters #indianpoet #october

Akshay Vaid
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2017-10-18 21:32:17

The lights illuminate the once was The breeze gently rubbing against the leaves Rustling, they would make the sweetest sounds  The unsure time between summer heat and winter chill Seemed ritualistically easy Folded arms and closed eyes  Mind clearer than any sunny day The lack of care about the world turning upside down The lack of any real bitter nostalgia The lack of any real reasons or treasons When solitude seemed louder than unwanted company And the beating in the chest was profound  Everything Now Laced with sticky monotony With blue-coloured aspirations With the futile concept of excelling The lights illuminate how it is The lights reveal what I long for. . . . “need to be eating better” hashtags: #poetry #poets #poem #poems #poetsofinstagram #poetsofig #poetryofig #poetrycommunity #writing #writings #creativewriting #writersofig #instawriters #writingcommunity #quotes #quotes4you #sadpoetry #naturephotography #naturepoetry #love #lovequotes #lovestories #stories #literature #art #indianwriters #indianpoet #october

Akshay Vaid
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2017-10-17 21:27:14

Chlorinated water Spreading its wings and seeping into my eyes Expecting me to see clearer And I trace lines on your arms Like on a sandy shore Knowing that the tide might soon hamper progress Undressing and garnishing it with new garments Helping it evolve Or degrade Disillusion drifts me to a far-off distance The doubt I shed like summer rain Comes back with the disappearance of the markings Comes back like a hailstorm Cracking windshields Behind which I firmly rested my empty eyes A kingdom of my insecurities But I still wait For the water to magically purify And lose its shade of blue Because you and I know It isn’t real. . . . “need to be eating better” hashtags: #poetry #poets #poem #poems #poetsofinstagram #poetsofig #poetryofig #poetrycommunity #writing #writings #creativewriting #writersofig #instawriters #writingcommunity #quotes #quotes4you #sadpoetry #naturephotography #naturepoetry #love #lovequotes #lovestories #stories #literature #art #indianwriters #indianpoet #october

Akshay Vaid
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2017-10-16 21:34:57

“What’s wrong with you?” I can’t sink the thought of drowning Now, progress is measured by what I’ve procured Not by the stomping of bicycle pedals Being led somewhere which possessed a sheen everyday, for years on end I remember the early morning dew Dressed in uniform, we woke up before the sun did Forming a pattern that cannot be geometrically defined Digging holes Finding the most dirty, wildest fruits That I dare not put hands on today Throwing stones in empty fields It felt like chucking the thought of adulthood Being carried by my elder brother In spirits Mimicking all he did when he was my age Now, even he is bogged down my grey hair And all patterns are governed by imaginary numbers The problem is I remember it all I remember when I knew what was wrong Today, I wish I had answers. . . . P.C.- @aakarshna . . . “need to be eating better” hashtags: #poetry #poets #poem #poems #poetsofinstagram #poetsofig #poetryofig #poetrycommunity #writing #writings #creativewriting #writersofig #instawriters #writingcommunity #quotes #quotes4you #sadpoetry #naturephotography #naturepoetry #love #lovequotes #lovestories #stories #literature #art #indianwriters #indianpoet #october