Category: Sonnet

Miles apart from facts
While speaking, a man knows no tacts

As hard as cotton, away from truthful lens
As smooth as cactus, a man’s confidence

Only a self-assured man really cares
Everyone else plays “show off confidence” dares

When one is empty, they fake dominance
Apparently nothing to enhance, a man’s confidence

A true man listens, loves, and is fine being wrong
While every imposter shuts people like a tong

Physical build is not a sign of more brain
There is more to life than being consistently vain

Louder voice, zero empathy, and living on the fence
A man should question himself, is this truly a man’s confidence?

Do you not miss your daughter
Whose smile now lacks laughter?

Do you not miss a human
For whom your love should have been the one

Yes I know I come from a broken condom
But loving costs nothing, just to bring you into tandem

Of all the memories you are going to give me
In one of them I wish there’s a smile, to have me

They say click pictures with your parents
They don’t mention those that were never happy to be parents

Yes you are content to see me around
Listen up, that’s your ego’s control sound

Love is not warnings married to fear
Sometimes, it’s all about saying “I’m here”

(PS: I had written this sonnet many months ago. But for anyone feeling the same emotions today, here you go.)

I am scrolling through my Mom’s phone
to fix something she somehow broke

I stumble into something long gone
A message I wasn’t supposed to gawk

She wished my cousin “Happy daughter’s day”
Hey, she never ever told me if I ever made her day

Another cousin sends me a childhood picture
”Looking like a hero, like father, like daughter”

My sister tells my mom already sent her
I wonder to her if I ever matter

Maybe I failed my Mom
I tried to love, but maybe I never got past her barrier

She was operating under an unspoken norm
I tried to make her in the front seat, she had too much going to never make space for me in her rear

And then, one fine day
The memories won’t hurt you
The pain won’t affect you
Those words won’t dissect you

And then one fine day
You will wake up and be alright
You wouldn’t believe over is the inside fight
The joy would knock after a peaceful sleep at night

And then one fine day
You will walk down to the memory lane
Unaffected and smiling, riding over the past pain
You became stronger, the tears were not in vain

If you are right, you will always find a way
One fine day after the night, you will always always find a sparkling day

We are waiting for someone to cure our fears
They’ll come by running, get us rid of our tears

We know what we lack,
We know where we shine back

Too timid to let our light shine
Too strong to let our minds whine

“What if they could help me?”
What if we said, “Hell, me!”

When we get married to our excuses
The person in the mirror is full of accuses

Our pain loves sitting around
Our life loves tilting around

Get out of yourself
Be your own Santa, not just the elf

You are nowhere
Other than my tears

You were nowhere
Other than my quiet fears

You were long gone
Turning me into a stone

Never met you ever
Yet I am worse than ever

You were my unseen dream
Turned into a nightmare

You were now a sour cream
Getting out of your own hair

You were nowhere
Because you never really were here 

One phone call it would have taken
To tell me you were mistaken

One phone call for 30 seconds
To never call me for another second

But you chose silence and ghosting
Becoming the torchbearer of hurt hosting

You’d say, I’m not practical
If it comes with ruthlessness, I’m not, for real

No one could beg you to stay
Begging was never my forte 

Coz you were never there in the first place
I was a mere mud on your shoe lace

The one that was way too nice.
Whose goodness was lice to your life’s spice. 

You say “We’ll stay friends, but never connect”
You will keep me hidden.

You’re not mid, you life is erect
But you think about my hurt, when bedridden 

When I ask you questions,
You become a jerk

You bring your own intrusions
Think talking to you is a perk

Friendship is all about being there
For you, that place is hidden somewhere

The one that lies
is the one that cries 

I don’t make the rules
But if I made ‘em you’d be one of the mules.

I once liked a manipulative man
“Quickly,” he said “get into my van”

He’d say, “at home I have my wife,
Outside, you’re my life”

And I hate myself
For even talking to you for a second

Why I listened to yourself
Why I gave you a pitiful hand 

Manipulation, fake love and anger
Oh wait, I have seen that somewhere near

I did not fall for a manipulative man
“love” after anger, that’s a recipe of someone from my dad’s clan

I’m glad I am finally away from his thrall
Bawling and fortification now only with dad overall

If she is insecure, 
doesn’t mean she needs a cure

She just wants to feel safe
Which made you chafe?!!

A girl is fierce and stronger than a man
She hides it often to let a man feel like a man

She doesn’t call out your insecurity 
but she knows it all

Doesn’t put your pain as impurity 
coz she never go down such a fall

A girl’s fault is that she expects love
From men that listen to goodness to shove

A girl’s fault is she is not a man
One day to figure that was part of a divine plan

“I need to be on dating apps”
Few hours here, few there; taking laps

We think we need to find someone
To withstand our childhood trauma

What if we became that one
The one who lived with that drama

Love is great when looked within
In the mirror, not kith and kin

Life flows love grows joy shows
wonder if you are to yourself as close

Why we need a someone to snuggle?
Why do we need a ring on that knuckle??

Be love, give love, flow with love
Joy, my love, will fit you right there like a glove. 

You called me your own
but welcomed me with a frown

You liked me in my dress and suits
and hated me in my PJs and tees

You thought I was too crazy
maybe understanding from you was too lazy

You called me when it was convenient
always expecting me to treat my time as lenient

I am too straightforward, you’d poke
I waited for you to laugh, was it not a joke?

I spend a lot of time alone, you say
yeah, you left me with no other option, bae

They say loneliness makes you adrift
for some people, it comes as a loony gift

(PS: Now that you have read it, try rereading it not from a romantic angle, but getting distant from a loved one who could be your family or friends. It would make more sense then.

PS 2: I never write using any LLM, and that applies here too. All is written by your girl, sitting in her balcony, and just letting it flow.)