The God of the Foolish…

When you told me to keep secrets I kept them hidden so deep inside that I couldn't find them to save my own life and that night the moon laughed at my foolishness for I was crying over the corpse of my self-made follies. Guess that's what you made of me not blind not selfish... Continue Reading →

Remains

never saw a day through the eyes of glory but when dusk came I cried for it, nonetheless what was it that pinched the heart so when everything seemed merry why did it feel awry? the lakes felt a bit too full yet couldn't quench my thirst and till date, till this minute what is... Continue Reading →

It is an illusion…

but it is an illusion to want to have that what may never live you'll forever find what was never there if you continue to look you might just see why you never had it but it is an illusion to want to have that what may never live walk ahead but look down that... Continue Reading →

It’d be you…

Through nights and days, The only thing I’d dreamt of Was picture-prefect memories And a place to hold it all When evenfall came I looked about me Found only emptiness on faces bizarre It didn’t come to me Not at first, But the one thing I wanted was Slowly turning rare Far and wide The... Continue Reading →

An earth with no sky…

I wanted to run and hide and then I turned and saw what was chasing me was also what was leading me that I was following it with all my heart then what was it that I didn't feel mine or was it what I was living for endlessly even beyond time I couldn't tell... Continue Reading →

After the darkest hour…

bring me a knife let me show you  how you cut the weeds detach them from growing on your soul from pulling you down don't drown fight your way for what awaits because, my love only after the darkest hour does the morning light rip off the shroud of despair and drape the day with... Continue Reading →

The Knowing

flowers bloomed carefree looking here laughing there as the day slithered from dawn to dusk some of those flowers turned pale their end was their the next morning was not for them ~~~~~ Asha Seth

Feast for the Unfortunate

it was a day unlike any other day the sun went up the garbage bins came down tumbling forth from the cleaner's grip laying its treasures bare in the street rotting fragrances filled the air out came the mutts with practiced flair days of starvation will have to be gone no more sniffing and chasing... Continue Reading →

Rebury this Soul…

walking down familiar lanes never realised they had changed withered, eroded muddied, faded trees lining street-ends had grown dustier leaves rattled by storms had grown mustier walking down familiar lanes never realized how I had changed never stopped to care even when omens lay bare as the last grains of the hour glass called for... Continue Reading →

Ruins

when I returned lost and beaten through the woods to reach where I belong no one was there to welcome me except the scorching trail and the ruins beyond ~~~~~ Asha Seth

The Pen’s Plight

the night grows curious as soon as she lights the lamp she moves the chair in place with a groan and a screech it obliges she picks up the pen the ink resists the flow refuses to let go a violent jerk forces it to action half-hearted, the pen gives into submission but only to... Continue Reading →

The Morning after Christmas: A Poem by Asha Seth

The lights on the tree shone yellow and bright and smiled cheerfully as the parents hid the Xmas gifts with secret strides 🎄 The night before the children were exuberant after all, it was time for wishes laid upon the heart of Santa’s pride 🎄 Chloe and Bryan slept how peacefully knowing Santa riding around... Continue Reading →

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