Suicide

The edge of the 20th floors roof,
Is where i stand...
A half lit cigarette in my hand...
I took a deep breath,
Of the cold thin air,
Trying to figure out
What way is left...
Everyone on earth
Loses in the battle of life...
That doesn't mean
That they jump off
And end their life...
There have to be ways,
To amend my troubles...
I have to be strong
And live for what’s memorable...
I try to think for everyone who cares...
Trying to visualize their face,
When they see my dead body in some bloody place...
I think I should just go back to my room...
Murdering the thought of suicides and the gloom...
I shall live and fight my battle...
I’ma win someday and build my castle..

-Himay Ashar

Today

Walking on the beach this morning
Gave me a hint that everything was going to be fine
The wind and the emotions,
Were all just perfect
Leaving no constant worry inside.

As the day went by,
I sat on my window
And let my thoughts take off,
On a runway which was broken and damaged.

The instance my mind touched the sky
It told me that I was sick of complaining and crying.
Passing through the dense and deep forest of my brain,
I realised that I whined and wailed,
Because I wasn’t getting the thing
Which I was really desperate for...

Putting another chewing gum in my mouth
And plucking a string on my guitar,
I tried not to think about the thing
That I really want

Life was making me realise,
That my crazy obsession
Was never going to be mine.

Yet having an unusual hope,
Of seeing the bright sun
In a rainy dark night.

After the stress saturated,
I closed my eyes,
I saw a smile
Which then put me in to a confusion...

I opened my eyes.
Because I had realised
That love is above all the emotions
And its brings home the world’s greatest joys...
-Himay Ashar

good morning

When I woke this morning,
I sleepily went to my window,
Thinking that it was raining.
I drew my curtains apart...
And with my hazy sight,
I saw this bright light
Which went deep into me
Tearing through my thoughts
Hitting my head like a hammer hitting a nail...
I just recklessly sat on d floor
Looking at the sun and the sea
Through the open window from the 20th floor
Asking myself that
Why is everything the way it is...
A breeze blew,
Levitating my hair
Freshening me from the core,
Giving a rise to my inner soul.
This process broke
As my phone rang,
I picked it up quickly
Hoping to hear someone’s “hello”
Because I got up this way in the morning
My crave was fulfilled...
Good morning..: D
- Himay Ashar

my pagal :D :D :D

The day I saw your face,
I endlessly asked myself,
Who the heck was this person?
Trying to throw attitude on my grace...
I soon realised that you were
No bitch
Nor immoral,
But you were someone sweet and nice
Whom I could call my ‘pagal’
You filled in the colours,
In my colour-blind eyes,
You showed me a path,
Every time I cried.
You ask me stupid questions,
When I’m sad,
Trying to evoke the craziness in me
Which is why u all call me ‘MAD’.
You know me
Like the back of your hand,
You’ll control me accurately,
Because you’d know how I’d debauched.
You’re the exceptional,
You’re out of the ordinary,
You’re the perfect bequest I have,
And I’d do anything to see you smile,
Because you’re the best of my friend
I will never again find

-Himay Ashar

The Frost Bite

Hearing the pouring water from the tap
Beneath which my hand shivered,
The cold water made me...
Made me feel wintry and cold

I drove down the empty boulevard,
Just lost deeply
Not knowing what was in front,
Nor did I see anything in the mirror.

I opened my eyes,
I saw the sky,
For one last time,
I wanted to hear your voice.

I hunted for my phone,
With the premonition of an accident,
Which had highly grown,

The husky horn sound,
Electro shocked me
With Goosebumps all over,
Campaigning me.


Titanic’s of oxygen filled in my lungs,
As I jammed the brakes,
Even not knowing that there was a car in front.
I just wished that everything became true,
Of the dream I saw last night,
Of just me and you.
I miss you.

-Himay Ashar

Clueless

I wonder why i wrote this one...but here it goes....


Hearing that voice,

Which sounds like a sweet new acoustic guitar

With the finest strings,

And tuning at par.



Those eyes are like sparkling antique champagne,

Lowering my pulse rate,

And taking my breath away.



She took over my heart,

Like a Bentely winning a race.

Pulling me towards her,

At the quickest possible pace.



Shes cute,

Shes innocent

Shes sweet

And a little dumb

Not knowing that I love her too

Cause im a scared little bum



Not usually does this happen,

That I blush in my sleep.

With a little smile on my face,

And adernaline pumping through my veins.

Lying here,

I dream to see her face,

And holding her hand,

With all the love and grace…



-Himay Ashar