Quarantine Day- Sorry, I’ve lost count

Quarantine Day- Sorry, I’ve lost count..Grown into these four walls keeping me companyso close I don’t dare push asidetheir dusty floral drapeslet alone welcome the first hour of lightknocking on my rustic window.A good old friend of mine,he waits for a while and leavestaking my silent response to his heart..Time had frozen inside the loops…

If you are a wind

If you are a wind I will be a flower A thousand times more Will I bloom for you If you promise to make me fall Each time anew. ~ Nila 🌸


Memory, No less than a living corpse, Whose fading breath Feeding death Within us,  Without us. Blue and bliss all at once. ~Nila Lenin 🌸


I, an atom, Inconspicuous In your tiring eyes Bearing the whole charade. Yet, I hold A universe so wide Carefully inside Hoping that Someday, you will find A love-laden void For you to hide. ~Nila Lenin


Beneath the starry sky, Here she lies, The land chained By spittle of the raging sea. Like a slave, crestfallen, For escape is just a dream, Imprisoned in the impending doom. A patient wait, For the day, Her waist will be grabbed, And his thirst will be quenched. The day, He will take her in,…


You came as a wind, splashing wild hues in my blankness. Then you went, leaving an art half-done. ~Nila

When Poetry Arrives

I found it coming, In the pitch-black numbness creeping in, Silencing vague groans inside. Sweating and fretting, It stood there, In the cul-de-sac of muddled thoughts, For that one final gaze. Then it fell, Like the first rain drop, Into my cavernous cracks, Coaxing the dried up soul, Taming my twisted tantrums, Tying broken love…