Don't bother, I'm enough

 Talking to myself, one day

(I have been doing that a lot),

Calculating the emotions spent

And those still left to pay.

I knew this bleeding had to clot.

People love when it is convenient,

Not even knowing what they sign up for.

They bother only to take a peek,

Never wanting to dive deep—

It’s scary.

Raw emotions, demons, wounds

They don’t want to see.

Claiming to know a person inside out

While never letting them out of their clout.

Everyone’s got one mate—

It’s yourself, the one you hate.

You doubted him for far too long,

Abused him all along,

Abandoned him for others

While he suffered and endured.

You searched for a cure

For that ailing heart,

Never sure,

And it never worked.

Love was bargained for deeds done,

Respect earned by being nice.

Things you wouldn’t do for anyone

Done for an ounce of kindness

In the eyes

Of a person you admire.

You have been lying to yourself—

Liar!

Never told you’re lovable as you are,

Comparing your limbs to people with wings.

You start hating your physical being,

Living in a bubble

Until you reach midlife.

When you lose yourself on a daily basis,

It never occurred to me

That I lived in traces.

Finally, the dawn for the pawn—

Now I even love my yawn.

I’ve always been enough;

People just don’t have the guts to love

Without changing me

For themselves, for their perfect version—

What I never was

And will never be.

I water myself daily;

The buried seed will grow.

Time to lay low and grind silently.

The beast will show up

One day.

:- Pritesh

Don't look back

Try not to look behind,

You've left it in the past.

The ache, the silent cries—

They were never meant to last.

If you dare to take a glance,

The pain may start to grow.

You’re still too raw to dance

With wounds you used to know.

Close your eyes, breathe in deep,

Let gratitude unfold.

Recall the laughs you vowed to keep,

The memories made of gold.

You've walked through fire and flame,

Don’t let it be in vain.

It stung, it broke, it bruised your name—

But still, you wore the pain.

Now stand up tall, let your light rise,

With dignity intact.

Be your own best friend, the truest prize—

No strength or grace you lack.

You’ve come so far—remember this:

You're worthy, whole, and wise.

Keep reaching for your boundless bliss,

And kiss yourself with pride.

- Pritesh 

Doorway

I locked up the child

In a deep, dark cave,

Hidden in plain sight,

Guarded by stonewalls and a heavy lock.

He cried alone,

His feelings ran deep.

It was cathartic—

His sacred keep.

Tears fell, pious and pure,

Each one a remedy,

A healing tide that left scars in its wake.

Can pain ever truly be taken away?

He longed for longing—

To be touched by belonging,

To curl into a warm embrace,

And never be judged—

For being weak,

For being meek,

For needing too much,

For desiring touch,

For lust,

For mistrust,

For love that went unfelt,

For every blow that hit below the belt.

He stood there,

No longer waiting.

Time tested him—he grew old.

He never thought he'd open the door again,

Beaten by each failed escape.

Sometimes, joy and ache came as one—

The thrill of loving without being loved.

He would write,

But never speak,

Trapped in a place

Where no light seeped.

Looking up for a doorway to open up,

He felt the music trickling through,

He hadn't moved,

The window was open though,

He understood how songs and ballads are written in silence,

They come from a dark place where feelings are hidden.

Waiting to be sung... Somewhere.. someday...

- Pritesh

27

The gifts you gave, 27 of them..
Love incorporated in each emblem..
The football mug sits over my desk pretty..
Reminds of the day when together we had tea..
The alarm clock has a guitar that comes alive..
To wake your man who is already sleep deprived..
The vase has no flowers still..
Waiting fr my princess' roses to get filled..
Two frames sit high on the rack..
Our moments captured to be put back to back..
The blanket reminds me of you..
I wrap it around to get a feel of you..
The pillow is my saviour when I am alone..
I hug it tight while lying prone..
The gadget has you in every screen..
Around the woods where we lean..
The drape is warm but not yet used up.
With you not around , I no more feel like dressing up..
The chime and the catcher keeps me sound at night..
The earcuffs are warm and light...
The sandals make me look like bugs bunny
The piggy bank helps me save money..
The candles are waiting fr you to ignite
The shower the soap and the moment right..
The costers and the crystals have found there place..
With your pretty face on, they will never be misplaced..
The jacket is thin but your love keeps me warm..
My best gift is you ..your smile and your charm. Thank you so much love.

:-Pritesh