With Me

Rising to greater heights,
Steering through the smoke filled sky,
Your way you try to navigate.
Wounded mid-flight,you fall steadily.
Spiraling downwards,
The pavement,you hit hard.

Wounded and broken,
In a pool of blood
Those feathers you once ruffled
Lay torn apart.

Life doesn’t seem worth living,
Now that you’ve lost everything.
There’s no way you could survive
In this cruel and unfair world.

Giving up seems so much easier,
Than staying and fighting.
For your life,for all that you once could do
But now need another.
You don’t want to ask for help
‘Coz that would make you look weak.

Little bird,don’t be scared
It’s only in the darkness
when your heart’s in a million pieces
That you find the strength,
to hold on till dawn awakens.

Let me take you home,
And nurse your wounds.
Sing to you a sweet lullaby,
Just like your mamma bird did.

As you lay asleep,
I’ll keep watch over you.
You’re safe with me,
There’s nothing to fear.

I’ll feed you and quench your thirst.
I promise to be patient,
and to understand
that every failure
brings you closer to success.

I promise to stay by you.
Work at it everyday.
Fight all the trials,
that may come your way.

And in no time,
you’ll able to fly high
into the bright blue sky.


Love Lives!

I look at you,
a confused expression
across my face.

You gently hold my hand,
I withdraw in fear.
My temporal lobe unable
to place you in my life.

Patiently you explain,
that for long I’ve known you.
I want to let you in.
But I’m afraid.
Everything here is delusional,they say.

You seem to see through me
for you know of all my likes and dislikes.
Maybe you are being truthful.
My brain however,
doesn’t seem to corroborate
that gut feeling inside of me.

You feed me and take care of me,
until I’m safe in my bed each night.
You were forbearing through all those mood swings
and played my favorite song as I ate.
You’ve upheld all those promises
you made at the altar.
“In sickness and in health”
Only to be asked,”Who are you?”.

I wish I could reciprocate,
but time catches up with my memory,
and it’s a clean slate all over again.

Don’t for a second think
I’ve forgotten our love.
It still lives embedded deep,
in the safe chambers
of my dying heart.
A place my disease cannot reach.

Until then let’s fall in love
over and over again,
and dance into the night.

P.S:This is inspired by a video I came across recently.

Wounded Soul

Letting go is hard,but sometimes holding on is harder.

In the quiet of the night
I try to calm my restless heart.
Stirred by the waking of my demons
At a time I was most vulnerable.

Tossing and turning,
With every hour passing
I hoped I’d find an answer.
But all I felt was emptiness.

Subconsciously,I reached for my phone
dialing that number ever so familiar.
Somehow believing that voice
could calm the turmoil
churning inside of me.

As I held the phone against my ear,
I hoped to hear his voice.
I wanted desperately to confirm
that he still cared,
that his ego wasn’t all he was made of.

My utter disappointment,
to be proved wrong.
But being my adamant self,
once again did I try.
Hoping his heart would melt
and he’d forget all about it.

Tired of the mindless fights
and nonsensical arguments
that tarnished the bond we once shared,
I decided for once to let ego win.
‘Coz maybe sometimes a bruise
is better than a wounded soul.

Undying Love

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Much love,
Jess ❤

Hours away stuck at a desk,
There was a man in his best tux and a laptop sitting in front.
His heart wandered where his being couldn’t.
Somewhere oceans and shores away,
His soul searched for a woman it craved.
His fingers typed huge lines of code all day,
while his mind traversed memories,
Spanning across years they’d spent together.

The smell of freshly brewed coffee,
And her face illuminated by the morning sun.
Everything was perfect in the land they lived once.

A kiss upon his cheek and her smile as she pulled away,
Was all he needed to get through another day.
His comfort lay in the sound of her laughter, as she lay in his arms.

The walks in the park,
Laying on the grassy fields,
Watching the sun sets
And gazing upon the sea,
Counting stars in the night sky,
Hand in hand they walked through life.

One fateful day that letter arrived,
The one that took her so far away.
She was ready to give up her dream for him,
But he wouldn’t let her no matter what.

His heart was breaking in million pieces all at once,
While hers didn’t know how to beat without him.

So they told themselves they just weren’t meant to be,
That it wasn’t the right time, right place to be.
Maybe in another time,at another place
their stars would align perfectly.

And that’s how their story ended,
Before it could even began.
But could love ever end?

Eternal Love

Jesus,your name
is the calm in my chaos.
You define everything I’m made of.

You’re the fragrance amidst
the pile of ashes,my dirty sins left behind.
You’re the one who urges me to change
and make clean that unsettling heart of mine.

Lord,you’re the hope
Of a rainbow in the stormy skies of life.
I know for sure I’ll never fear
the darkness that engulfs me at night
or the demons that need to be tamed inside.

Your presence I can find
In a gentle breeze
in the sweet laughter of a little baby
or the kind stranger across the street.

Your words give me strength to overcome
the negativity that that I’m constantly feeding
or the anger issues that I’m breeding.

I can’t imagine how I could be loved
for I despised myself for all my failings.
But you didn’t give up on me.
That’s when I realized that your love is all I need.


I cling onto your broken pieces
gently holding them close.
No,I’m not  here to fix them
I am myself broken.

As you walk along this journey
let me walk beside you.
Maybe you will find solace
in the shards of my broken heart.

As I let you trace your finger around each scar
the stories behind them will come to life
and that’s when you’ll see through me.
Battle scars woven intricately into my soul.

Torn between all the regrets and what-ifs
It’s here that maybe my messed up self
could bring a smile on your face.

I can’t promise that I’ll find those missing pieces
or even place the ones I have, correctly.
But I do know for sure
that I will fight against the world for you
because being broken is all I’ve known.

An open honest letter to whoever cares to read


Note:People who get offended by this may kindly throw their views out the window.I DON’T CARE!

To an abuser we’ve all unfortunately known at some point in our lives.
You think you’ll never be caught because no one saw you nor does your victim have any proof of your dirty works.Here are some of the pathetic excuses I’ve got from google.Yes they all are real.

“Oh,so you didn’t have sex with her!” -And that somehow makes it all okay!
“She was wearing jeans.”-So you say you were trying to teach her a lesson because she dresses indecently and some other man would have done it anyway.
“You were JUST eve-teasing.It’s not that big of a deal!”
“The girl was drunk.I was just helping her out.”
“The girl ate chow-mein.”

Have you ever thought about the beast that you are?Who gave you any rights to decide what is right and wrong for her?If teaching her a lesson by violating her body is what you consider correction,God help your daughters.
You must know that there is someone who is much more powerful than you,that is God.He has recorded all your deeds. Remember that even if you aren’t punished by here on earth,God has heard her incessant cries and been with her on every sleepless night.And God is JUST.
To every person who sides with an abuser.
A mother,a father,a sibling or friend.Supporting them isn’t called love. It’s blatantly ignoring the truth in front of you because you can’t face it. A parent who truly loved her son would correct him and help him change instead of covering up. You  know are equally responsible for the misery you put the girls through.Sleepless and haunted nights don’t sound very nice do they?

To every victim of sexual abuse.
It’s never your fault.No matter which condition you are in, no one has the right to do anything with you. You maybe be shocked initially with what happened but never be ashamed to tell everyone who your abuser is. I know it is humiliating narrating your story ‘coz no matter how many times you repeat it, it hurts the same each time.The abuser should never have to get away with this.When he is shamed in front of everyone, he’ll never dare to do the same to another person.You must never ever keep quiet. Raise your voice and keep fighting till justice prevails.Never give up!Be brave girl.

What I think is the biggest reason that a****** like these exist is because our society doesn’t acknowledge sexual abuse.I don’t blame the abuser completely.It is all a sum total of the exposure of the world we live in.

1.Living in a patriarchal society we are made to believe that women are the inferior race ,which is why men think they can treat women the way they want and get away with it.Men rape/sexually abuse because
i)They Cannot handle Rejection.
ii)To express their power.
iii)To take Revenge
iv)They are sexually frustrated
v)Believe porn is real*
*I recently read a newspaper article where a 17 year old boy murdered a 7 year old because he didn’t comply with the older boy’s sexual advances in recreating a scene from a porn movie.
2.Films,Ads,Magazines,etc. these days objectify women’s bodies.They make women look like toys that men should possess.

3.People fail to understand that rape can occur even  within the family.This is something that our society has not yet come to terms with.

4.Most people don’t report these crimes for fear of being humiliated and not to forget the constant reminder of what happened.

What I find most disgusting is Child abuse.Those innocent kids don’t even know what is going on.Most children remain mum after the abuse because of fear,and most of the times it keeps repeating.All their hurt is then carried to adulthood which is sometimes difficult to repair.Our mindset is what needs to change.Important issues need to be addressed. We need to learn to take responsibility for our actions and stop blaming the victim for what happened.He/She already has enough to cope up with.Instead join hands to bring him/her justice at the earliest.We have to work in this together to make the world a safer place.


P.S:Men are victims of sexual abuse too.I’ll have to write another article for that.Until then stay SAFE.