Author Archives: Amisha Debnath

EVERYTHING WAS FINE EVEN WITH THE PAIN.I M RUNNING BLINDLY FOR THE UNKNOWN.JUST MINDLESSLY LOSING MYSELF.LOOSING THE FAITH GAINED BY GETTING STEPS BACK.BUT THAT’S ENOUGH. WE DON’T TALK ANYMORE.BUT I SILENTLY CHOOSE THE RIGHT ONE BEING AT THE LAST BENCH .THOSE WHO CARE WITHOUT HUNTING,LOVE WITHOUT EXPECTING,ARE MY FRIENDS WITHOUT CONFESSING . EVERYTHING IS FINEContinue reading “_THIS WORLD IS SO CRUEL , KNOW?”

JUST PRETENDING I DON’T CARE BUT I DO AND WILL SO .AS SOON AS I’LL GET TO KNOW THAT EVERYTHING IS FAKE , IT WILL BE FINE.MY DESIRE OF WINNING FROM THIS WORLD HAS GONE.HOW CAN I SAY I CAN’T STOP STARRING AT YOU.EVEN THOUGH I CAN’T SAY I LOVE YOU .FEELING SO DYING FROMContinue reading “_I DON’T CARE BUT I DO_”

THEY SAY TIME HEALS.AND I HAVE BEEN WAITING SO LONG TO BE OK.AS THE PASSING DAYS BRINGING NOTHING JUST MAKING ME SADNESS’S PRAY.THE EMPTY SPACE COULD BE FILLED BY ANXIETY AND MY BODY WILL BE LOOKED SAME.I’M LIVING IN THE WORLD WHERE FOR EVERYTHING AN INNOCENT BLAMES.I THINK TIME WILL HEAL ALL THE WOUND ANDContinue reading “_MAY TIME HEALS_”

HOW EVERYTHINGCHANGED FROM PAPARBOAT TO CHOOSING ASMART COAT.THE PAPER PLANESDISAPPEARED WITHTHE PASSAGE OF TIME.WHY GOING OUTSIDEHAS BECOME A CRIME?THE TORN PAGESTURNED INTO DOCUMENTS.EVEN NO ONE HAS TIMETO OPEN THE ALBUMOF THOSE FLOCK TAILS.THESE PASSING OFDAYS MAKE MEREMEMBER THESPLASHING OF WATERAFTER THE RAIN.HOW DIFFERENT FROM BEFORE.PAIN IS RUNNINGTHROUGH MY VAINS.ONLY PLASTIC SMILESWE WEAR , EVENING NOLONGERContinue reading “_THE PLASTIC SMILES_”

NOT SO ROMANTICALLY BUT STILL SILENTLY IN LOVE WITH HIM.HIDING MY SIGHT, JUST BEGGING THE TIME TO STOP A LITTLE LONGER.I WISH HE SHOULDN’T BE TOO OLDER.THE NIGHTS STOPS LIKE DREAMING OF A NAP ON HIS SHOULDER.AND WHAT IF THE MORNING TEA IS FROM HIS SIDE.THOUGH I DON’T WANT TO LET MY FEELINGS HIDE.BUT ALSOContinue reading “_LET IT BE ONE SIDED_”