Description: We move forward in life, however, somehow we won’t forget about the one the past that has been killing for so long inside… luckily, the regret is all over someday because you’ll pay for your Sins anyway!
MY fingers slipping right somewhere
Inside the world of all guilt… And
Through the way, I found myself
Rubbing all over the skin
Skin that is hardly recognizable
Because there was always something
Less to see, but feel…
I might have held her hands, once or twice
Because the screams, screams were hardly wise…
Indeed, the love was unforgettable
The lust, oh yes! The more I wanted
The more I got, the more she wrote
The more she forgot…
I know I could have stopped
But I told already I would not
What was left between us to talk?
From head to toe I took a walk
On her beauty, on her wings
I thought I was the only king…
The play was on— inside out
All I could see her crying out loud
The time was near and I crossed a line
The regret is I never confined
And if tomorrow she appears somewhere near by my side
I promise I would never Lie…
To the world I will say out loud
I loved the lady reminiscent of a grudging cloud
Instead my grudge was dark and
Scared her away…
To my SINS I will sometime pay!
–Poetry by Somna Kapoor
Description: “For how Long?” is all about the expectations and the pain comes as complimentary with those expectations when we get into relationship with some. All we need to remember is “Someday the relationship will end and so does the Love.”
For how long you wanted me?
A few nights at the outskirts of Sea
A few mornings spilling the love into your coffee
But I stayed for more,
More when we curled under the sky
More when we walked Side by Side.
For how long you wanted to love?
A few moments while dancing in the Bar
A few steps taking outside the thirsty war
But I loved for more
More because of who you are
More because otherwise it might fall you apart
For how long I needed you?
Long enough to fantasize the loving world
Long enough to fly high akin to Bird
But I asked for less
Less when my shadow absorbed the darkness
Less when my fingers felt an urge to rest.
For how Long I Love you?
Every moment till the time ends
Every moment till the Bird of Love lands
But I may fall for someone more worth
Someone because you’re gone
Someone because I am yet to see the hopeless Dawn
– BY Somna Kapoor
Description: “The never ending tears” is about how each and every lady, girl, woman has suffered at some stage of life… and to be honest the mental suffering is unending because how forcibly we become someone’s source of pleasure is the most painful phase everyone has faced, the difference of less or more, however, the pain will always be equal and alive.
I sit and I started writing
Writing how so not loving are these fighting’s
Fighting in which I need confronting myself
How everyone had turned their ears deaf?
How eyes were closed?
How artificial humanity was posed?
How disgusting the touches felt that purnima’s night?
How orange was never the color right?
Someone joined the words later,
The two sufferings in one paper
Waking up next to a chap was her nightmare
How the hotel room walls never screamed “Take care”?
How senseless the lady did everything right?
How sufferings are still alive?
“Mamma” the word breaks both of our kites
Happiness is the little one smile
Lady third joined the words further
Loved how she sighed rather
As Faking the smile wasn’t worth
Because she was the one who had given us birth
How being silent for so long ached?
How against her will she had been caged—
Into the lusty arms of her own sage
How scary is being raped?
I continued and so does the other deads
But somehow the country is only turning red
Somehow the words will surely be someday forgotten
Somehow our stories will be as lost as autumn!
— By Somna Kapoor
Hello! The sound was loud
Like someone is screaming
Trying breaking my thoughts
Waking me up from the bed of words
Oh that was me only
I am the one making screams in the darkest corner
Of the world and resembling
How his hands touched the curve, my middle
And it felt like all those flaws had never existed
Couldn’t I stop him? Or Didn’t I even want to?
Heaven was some way near
Or getting deep into the path of inside and outs
How come the darkness never felt so loving?
Or I love how I escaped from falling into the love so effortlessly?
The question stands
Did he ever love? Or He was the one escaping unknowingly?
There He is… coming forward
Stabbing me because I escaped? No! He kissed
On I am the fool,
He is the one escaped from his own world
into my skin and his loss of senses…
Poetry By Somna Kapoor
I believed once and for the rest of my life
My love has left and so has the sunrise
In the morning, right behind the sun
I prayed for next morning not come
Before I left, the words I’d wrote
How I never needed to live through?
I repeated thousands of words…
I walked thousands of miles…
How I never needed loneliness in piles?
Who could hear? Who could find?
I might be the invisible kind…
I’d been living into the world of my own
Or I believe I wanted to be shown
As someone’s Love… As someone’s sunshine
I wanted to be loved
I needed to be confined.
— By Somna Kapoor