Adiós.


I thought to sail with the flow after you’re gone.

But little did I knew that this’s gonna be so fucking difficult.

Life is down, everything around me is dark.

Everything seems black with my eyes opened, and dreams too are dark.

To search for happiness now is like to search for a soul within a corpse.
And now as I try to move on

Something whispers in my ears

And says ” you’re not alone”

Well, do you even give a damn about my existence!?

If yes, you shouldn’t have gone.
And this’s gonna be my last letter to you.

However you gonna rule my heart forever,

As a buddy, bestie, sister or whatever.

But never as a girlfriend.
To the love who stood beside me.

You were my umbrella during the rain,

My shelter during hail.

You were the door to my incomplete place,

Precisely the door to happiness,

The door to the feeling of love.
And today, as I now lock the same door,

With the heavy rain washing me down

And as I look above.

I realize there’s no one to hold the umbrella.

To a Halt.

Minmoy Gondhia

Hey crush.
Do you know how much I love you

When you don’t reply yet being online

Do you know how much I miss you

And how can I forget those days

When I used to be hella high on drugs

Pampering me with your words you used to make me understand what is life.

But nevertheless you always failed to understand what’s my life.

Yes, you’re my life.

Precisely a part of my sober and stoned life.

And now as I write this to you,

With a hope you’re gonna read this words on the wet paper.

Tears roll down my cheeks. And yet I continue.

But my life, I Quit.

Time Travel to the Past.

Candles burnt as night fell,

Without you my heaven seems hell.

Walking along the dusty roads,

With the wind blowing fast,

Carries me along to my aloof past.

Those distant memories I now live,

Are they something to be cherished?

Living in the dark hallow corridors ,

I could see you shine outdoor.

Yes baby you were my moon to the night ,

The twinkling stars to the dark naked sky.

Tears now literally roll down my cheeks,

Often making me feel so weak.

And now I can’t take this any longer,

Don’t know where it gonna lead,

But maybe a promise,

That’s you and me.

Broken promises..

minmoy gondhia bloggerHey there.! Greetings to you Tomboy.

Only a few days have passed since I parted from you and already it is as though I had been a decade away from you, although I can avow that not one hour has passed without your memory which has become a very much close companion to my thoughts. There were nights when I used to wake up with cold sweats having nightmares of losing you. I didn’t want this fairy-tale of ours to become a tale of horror.

It was just during the carnival that I came across you. You were in a black leather jacket and some short of ripped denims taking the limelight. Honestly it wasn’t a love at first sight though. But yeah, gradually we started knowing each other. Those 2AM talks, the movies, the casual hangouts after classes and not to mention bunking those extra classes for getting high smoking cannabis.

How I wish, I could turn back time and get back to those days I had spent laughing with you, dreaming with you and building our future… Now you’re gone, and I’m miserable.
Hi. Although I don’t know you much“. That was the first text I started with. But now even after 8 months I still feel I don’t at all know you much.

Now I wake up every morning with the hope to find you by my side, smiling down at me. I still relish the warmth of your hugs. I still wish that I will find protection your embraces. My lips still smile when they remember your touches upon them. My love, have you not realized just how much I miss you?

See you again.


broken heart, pain, love, move on, promises broken,

Hear me out my love .


The loud noises I make out of frustration,

The sound of the smashing mirror;

The beat of my crumbled heart,

My entire world has fallen apart.
Those were the times I believed in magic,

Maybe because I was being a maverick.

A life we lived which no one can,

And now you proved Promises are meant to be broken.

Hopefully someday again we gonna meet,

Although these are the fake hopes I’m living with.

The Soul.


Do you hear my depression?

As we are shattered apart.
Though I had a bad impression ,

Now I’m living with a broken heart.
My eyes filled with tears,

My heart thrummed with unconditional fears.

Just you and me as I look all around,

Your thoughts still haunts me and so do those sounds.
Yet, it was too early to leave.

Do you even loved me?

Not very long I said “Hey“,

Today, “Rest in peace” is all I can say.

Freedom.

“Can you see the future through my eyes.” The wet eyes filled with hopes asked. Those dreams that looms like a mirage amdits the dust of the streets that fills his life.

there’s peace in death. But terror in the fear of death.