A lonely world and other poems

by Himanshu Goel

I am not lonely I just check my phone twenty-two times to see if there is a new message I am not lonely I am just checking to see if you have commented on the picture I uploaded twenty-two minutes ago I am not lonely I am just waiting for someone, for anyone.

some villains are scary because how close they are to being just like us

sometimes it feels like there's an ocean between where am I and where I want to be

there's a moonlight like sadness inside me it comes and goes in lunar phases forever in the shadow of a greater sorrow

I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse to find inspiration from tragedies

I can't sleep without something playing in the background a song, music, something to numb my mind and take me away from reality.

I have an addiction to my phone no, not my phone but the faces in the screen smiling, crying, doing whatever they can to entertain me

I'm hurt and the pathway to heal is a staircase that never seems to end

thousands of thoughts swirl around in the galaxy of her mind but she struggles she struggles to share even a single one

I put black and white filters not just on my photos but all my life.

it happened sometime in November when I was just fifteen and my life was no longer mine.

she woke up one morning wishing she didn’t have to choose how to live her life for the sake of everyone else.

Look at us all pretending to be not broken not knowing we hold the parts to fix each other

you say you like my vibe but I must warn you it looks good from a distance but sometimes these vibrations are a little too much sometimes these vibes are out of my control

learn to cherish your seconds and thirds fourths and fifths and the ones that follow because the thing about firsts is there can never be another first