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


Let me stretch my wings, before breaking chains and soaring high  into the sky of dreams. Let me fly, for a golden cage  is never a stage for the growing inner sage. ~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


A shadow, you were, Following me everywhere. You came in the light, Breaking my lonely fright, And left in the dark, Effacing the only mark. Now, can you see, A part of me, More lonely than I used to be ? ~Nila


With careful gray strokes, She painted the wet sky, Whilst singing for him, A tear-stained rhapsody. ~Nila


The mount of hope, unconquered by daydreams of young present. ~Nila

As You Grow Up

Darling, Someday, you will wake up, Leaving swings and kite strings; Learning lies and fake smiles, With a bunch of questions Clasping your young hand. Their raised eyebrows, Will search for a flaw, Rather than your glow. Behind stumbling words And mumbling walls, You will see them, Peeking at the one you plucked, Among scores…


The depth of black No longer stack Her deepest fears or darkest dreams For she found in it A tint of her wild spirit Tamed by none. ~Nila

Come! #2

Come! Let’s take a dip in ourselves. A nice, long soak, Filling voids and drenching depths of virgin caverns concealed within, Till we see the soul scrubbing stains of bruised bygones for one last time. ~Nila

We dress to impress

We dress to impress, Not knowing that, We are all a mess, Waiting for a clean-up. ~Nila