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In search of the sound of life in the midst of a deafening silence!

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  • sayan_naskar 6w

    Us

    Lately, I've been thinking a lot about us, how our paths crossed, and converged into a point, and we became one. And God, I loved every single second of that coalescence. I remember the walks, the evenings, the warmth of your hands, the unwavering determination to never leave each other. I remember how I got to know you in a completely different way than anyone else had. You're the most beautiful creature, I had ever seen, whose smile had always been unparalleled in an entire world. Your eyes used to reflect hope, a hope that could end wars and restore orders. But since, I was simply a selfish human being, I was more concerned about seeing my future in them. And when I was weak, Your shoulders were always there to liberate me from each string of pain, I remember laying my head upon your chest, the safest haven, I had ever known when I was cold, under a sky, relentlessly overcast. Nothing felt Holier than a glimpse of your face, your voice sounded nothing different than a prayer, a hymn that could erase every sin I had ever committed. Everytime I lost my way, your gravity pulled me back! Until it was time for our paths to diverge. Though our stay was brief, you gave me an infinity to live an unrequited forever. You'd always stay, for all the days, my life has to offer. But it's just that, heavy hearts are sometimes too stubborn to believe in metaphors, It's just that, living without you feels like living with the memories of colours in a world painted in white and pitch black.

    ©Sayan_Naskar ( Shady )

  • sayan_naskar 6w

    SLEEP

    You have never really gone away,
    You've remained at your place, even when I can no longer see your face,
    Your touch still braces my skin, though I can no longer feel your breath.
    You've remained beyond what time could take away,
    You reside in every pulse, the clock on my wall makes,
    You emerge with every lyrics I scream, every text receding to backspace.
    Your presence perpetuates through this stream of moments, through these hours of absolute stillness.
    All of our mistakes, the seconds that took away all of our sense,
    They could never erase you from my existence.
    You still blow in the wind that surrounds me,
    You're still the only melody in a world full of infernal screams.
    But you're forever fleeting,
    Just like life, helplessly evanescing from a soul laid down on a bed of everlasting sleep.

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  • sayan_naskar 6w

    You'll Let Go Of Them

    And it will hurt you, like someone is trying to pull your heart out of your chest, it will hurt you till it takes away all your sanity and leaves you gasping in pain. It will hurt you so much that each night you'll cry yourself to sleep. It will pierce you so deep that you'll forget to breathe. And in every moment, you'll slither across the floor and try to trace down even the tiniest splinter of hope. And then again, you'd return to your cage, empty-handed but with a loaded head! With each day, you'll lose another piece of your soul. Just like this, your life will keep getting old, until you reach a point where you'd finally lose everything you've ever owned. A point when fear will no longer hold you close. By then, you would be just so tired of being afraid, that you'd dethrone fear even if it costs you everything. The bridges you have been trying to save, you would sever in a blink. Call it insanity, but someday you'll change, to avenge the tears that could never uncover their conscience! All these people, who kept on feeding on your pain, people, you've been tirelessly begging to change, someday, you'll finally learn to let go of them.

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  • sayan_naskar 8w

    Innocence Lost, Instincts Reign!

    Have you ever heard the croon of a pigeon that's soring high in the sky, its whitish body, meticulously bedecked with creamy white feathers, that have known nothing but grace of light. Not a single trace of dirt has blemished its poised elegance. As it flaps its wings, they resonate the voices of truth, honesty and simplicity in being naive. How it camouflages itself against a shining sky tinted with spatial blues. It flies, without care, fearlessly flaunting its blithe spirit!
    Until you hear the grimming noise of jack and wrench. How ruthlessly they try to pull out the feathers from their sockets. How that leaves stains of red on its white body, as its wings are stripped. It bleeds to the delight of two lusty eyes! The sovereignty is discarded, The haunting assault leads to imperceptible tears! It lies wounded, in a pool of blood, it no longer flies, finally the maiden soul trapped inside, surrenders before the all encompassing complexity of darkness. It has finally learnt to decode the ways of this world and the reality of life. So, It no longer wants to fly, surrounded by the lies, that the sky has always promised, as its croons sound more like screams now, helplessly fading out in time.

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  • sayan_naskar 9w

    Sometimes You Lose To Win

    One day it will no longer hurt you, One day all of it would go away, maybe you'll lose a part of your soul, maybe the person you love won't hold your hands anymore, maybe you won't get to rest your head on her shoulder when you're exhausted. One day you'll stop screaming, tears would no longer come out. One day you will stop asking for rights, you'll no longer search for a sign of life in fears and pain. Her disregard would no longer affect you, her touch would no longer put you at ease. Her smile would no longer take away the asthenia of your tiring days.
    Maybe you'll lose a lot, maybe everything that you've been trying to protect for so long. The thought of her leaving, scares you to death now, but on the day, when she finally leaves, it won't hurt you anymore. Because by then you'd be just too habituated to these feelings, these unsaid words will someday stop choking your breath. One day you'll simply stop fighting for her, someday you'll simply learn to live on your own. Someday you'll become just too numb to surrender before pain. The day when this one sided fight for love finally ends and your broken wings will let you fly away.

    ©Sayan_Naskar ( Shady )

  • sayan_naskar 12w

    From The Diary Of A Pistanthrophobic

    You wake up every morning and you know you're not fine, you know nothing has changed from last night. You're still messy, you're still confused, and you're still unsure of how you'd get yourself through another day. Each day entails new wounds, and you're just tired of this pattern now. You no longer want to talk about your feelings, because you've known how that could possibly bother people around you. Instead you are always searching for the cure, but hardly you've found any And when you look at the world outside of your window, the only thing that comes to your mind is, how hopelessly cumbersome you're as an individual. How alienated you're from the rest of this world. You alone can not be right when everyone else is having a different take on life. To rout out all these points of dissimilarity and inferiority, You try to pull off a smile, another day breaks its shackles as you remain hidden beneath the facade. Probably a pack of cigarettes and a heavy dose of caffeine are enough to keep you humbled on your feet until your eyes shut and in your dreams you finally learn to live.

    ©Sayan_Naskar ( Shady )

  • sayan_naskar 13w

    The irony of life however lies in the realisation, that you can put your life on the line, you can try with every single piece of your heart, You can be willing to do just about anything to put a smile on their faces, but, all your efforts at some point will always bite the dust, and not your enemies but these beloved figures of your life, will choose to hurt you the most, at places you didn't think was possible to damage. And the worst part is, you're always supposed to conceal the smoldering insides, with a face humbled with smile, and a gesture pretending oblivion.

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  • sayan_naskar 14w

    It's You That Matters

    Let yourself be worried about your own flaws, search for the remedies, and if you find your skin, contused, don't look for healing in someone else's touch. rather, inundate them with your caressing whiff, sit by the window, stare at how the sky changes as the day bids au revoir, and the world returns to grey. And if you feel like crying, don't stop the tears, let them flood over your flushy cheeks, Don't worry, the world is busy as always, and the walls of your room can't mock at your blemishes. They won't get to see you being weak. Sometimes It's okay to listen to the sound of how your clock always moves ahead. But when you finally decide to move out of your room, don't forget that you're brave, and greet them with the broadest of smiles on your face. It's better to keep your vulnerabilities inside than to be sniggered at by people, who have more often exploited your weaknesses than embracing them.

    ©Sayan_Naskar ( Shady )

  • sayan_naskar 14w

    Most of the times, Aren't we just lost? Trying to search for a shore! So many doctrines, their dogmatic approaches, and we're tossed around. The imagery of her face, the sound of her voice, the glimpses of her smile, the euphoric shimmer of her presence, I remember, that's how you used to define your world at one point. But the striking difference between now and then is perpetually unsettling. How a human heart learns to betray the very words it once bled, is still obfuscating. I guess, Once the heart breaks, It never gets back to its pristine state ever again.Time brings healing, as you try to rearrange the pieces, one after another, You strive to imitate the pattern and you get to a point that's close yet not identical to what you once had beneath your ribcage.The way you look at this, changes with time, you're constantly influenced by conflicting opinions. A constant reversal between Heaven and hell, how the same person puts smile on your face and drains tears out of your eyes all at the same time.

    ©Sayan_Naskar ( Shady )

  • sayan_naskar 17w

    Maybe someday, Someone will arrive at your doorstep and She won't be afraid of opening the door, Maybe the darkness inside won't make her run away from you. I hope, there'd be a day, when instead of searching for a way to escape, she would stand beside you. She would hold your hands, tighter than you'd expect. Or maybe, she'd embrace your naked soul, caressing your wounds like wallflowers. She'd look into your eyes, and the fire in them would awaken your soul from your atavistic slumber. She won't scream at you when you're in pain, She won't ask you to believe in her lies, instead she would fight this war for you and let the dawn of love survive. I hope, Your fears won't push her away from you, rather I hope she'd let her perfection kiss your flaws. And when you're just too vulnerable, I hope she would make you feel at home. I hope, she would place your head against her chest when your eyes are moist and tell you how proud she is of having you. In the end, I hope, the Love you receive would equally complement the love you give. May she be the one, who makes you realise that you're worth this life and she'll always be there wrapped around your soul through all of your fights, till the end of time.

    ©Sayan_Naskar ( Shady )