Validation

 Happening life, write-ups and quotes 

Travel pictures, cool places, social bloke, 

Stories, posts, updates to keep them hooked, 

Drowning in the compliments from every nook. 

False pride, endless validation, 

Messages and celebrations.

But here is the truth behind the veil. 

That falls off every night you go to bed, 

When your pillows get wet, your body shudders, 

Or the mascara is smudged, and words stutter. 

When no one can hear your lonely sobs, 

When you are away from social media mobs.

What really is the value of this image?

The one you put out to the world? 

Where you lose a bit of yourself every day 

Fear your flaws will scare them away. 

Faking is almost an addiction. 

A temporary doorway to happiness, 

Never a permanent solution.

~ Suranya

Anxiety

 Have you ever just waited and waited, 

Upon hope and miracles, extreme.

While words scar you instead of heal 

Making you feel rather unreal?

When was the last time you asked someone,

Or has anyone ever asked you once,

"ARE YOU OKAY?"

After your biggest failure or shattered dream 

Dreadful heartbreak or scariest sin; 

A simple question, 

That could perhaps save a life, 

From reaching the brink.

~ SURANYA

Jahanara

 A Fakira, 

Cursed to be a Princess, 

Lived and Died in Oblivion, 

Her sacrifices forgotten 

By those who wrote history 

And sang the glories of the kings.

~ Suranya

Bazaar of Love

 Around the bazaar of Love I roam, 

Spotting souls for sale, guarded by gnomes. 

Hearts are being weighed for sins and pleasures.

Some sold away like valuable treasure.

Exchange of valuables, time and money; 

For keys to unlock the hearts of many. 

"There is no guarantee", the sellers forecast, 

"Take at your risk, they may not last."

The gate of the bazaar has a signboard hanging. 

On it lies another fair warning, 

"Leave your brain outside for all seasons, 

Here, there is no place for reasons."

~ SURANYA

On the Other Side

 Maybe its time 

For the rose petals to dry 

And the fragrances to escape.

Maybe it's time to understand 

Beauty of the thorns instead.

Maybe it's time to move on 

From shackles of unnerving fear.

Maybe it's time to embrace 

Love in a real kind! 

Maybe it is time 

To face some demons; 

God knows why 

People call them emotions!

Once lovelorn, twice shy, 

I will perhaps see you, 

On the other side.

~ Suranya

Untold

In between the half-torn, half-lost pages 

Of the past that once was, in ink and emotions

I look for stories of love, life and chivalry 

Amidst the soot bricks that I touch.

A tale grows in my heart, 

Waiting for the words to weave it together

As I witness magic unfold.

The wind wants to whisper to me 

Stories unheard:

Of moonlit nights when the ripples danced, 

Or perhaps how a lover waited for romance.

How doves carried messages across the land 

Or wars were strangely the only survival chance 

How years passed by in a trance 

And homecoming was almost like a triumph.

Upon the ruins of the once mighty fort 

Now in rubbles and ruins 

The magpie sings on the dome 

As I sit upon its ridge, 

Listening to the wind whisper a song 

One that I could sing along.

~ SURANYA 

Fate in the Stars

 Showed faith upon constellations afar, 

The Sun, the Moon, 

A universe ajar. 

Cards, Crystals, beads 

Telling the future of human beings 

Claiming to be written in the stars, 

Alas! None could tell the fate 

Of a falling star.

~ SURANYA

Blue Love

I see the blue hue of endlessness, 

I see You there, Adi, Ananth, Limitless. 

O Blue-Necked One, Destroyer Almighty! 

Tell me why You can't turn emotions into ashes!!

O rattling Damroo, tied to a string of beads; 

Why play like anger on His dancing grip 

Why do You stir forgotten regrets 

In the restless brain, breaking me to pieces?

I see the grey clouds swirling in the storm, 

I see the Dark One dancing in whirls. 

O Cowherd, behold! Preacher of Love! 

Why can't You teach to endure the pain it causes?

O melancholy flute, 

With a peacock feather on its tip; 

Why do you play like pain on His fingertip?

Why do you bring tearful memories 

That strings this heart, shatters it.

Does my agony amuse You? 

Do my questions entertain 

Do You know not answers I seek, 

As I look into Your music for them?

Rustling winds, playing nature's tune 

Bring me Your notes in the afternoon 

Pitter-patter raindrops on the murky river, 

Flirting with the earth, quenching the lover's thirst.

The music You play sometimes inflicts pain, 

Sometimes it tries to heal the soul of the same. 

What do You want? What do You sing 

Is this what I want, what the soul seeks? 

Your language feels difficult 

To decipher and believe. 

Understanding love, a hard truth to live.

Tears shed and emotions unsaid, 

Sometimes the pain is a journey too, 

One that takes me closer to You. 

Then one fine day, when I rise above them 

Pain and Love will cease to be the same, 

You will be me, I will be You, 

In the Enlightenment

That once set me apart from You.

~ Suranya