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EJ

PO# 617878
India
India
I only have words to give...
June 29, 2017
Noida, India

Dear Best Friend,
What exactly do I write to the boy who can read my mind?

You’re the only one who has seen first drafts of my poetry & my most uncensored, no filter self.
Because you get me.

You get that I must pause conversation once food arrives
because pizza deserves undivided attention.
You get my obsession with social media & are actually willing
to commit to a Snapchat streak.
You know my need to vent at 2pm about a particularly bad day at work & at 2am when overthinking has led me to believe my life is falling apart.
You also know that waffles & hugs are enough to fix both.

Where I end, you begin. Remember my birthday when I was far too gone to even walk straight? You made sure ...

HARRY POTTER
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July 15, 2017
Noida, India

I wonder what people see when they look at you. Do they see you for who you are?

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EINSTEIN
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July 12, 2017
Noida, India

If I
laid it bare,
my heart,
would you
bury this grave
in the garden
of love?

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SIMPLICITY DAY
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June 26, 2017
 

It is the things we love most that destroy us.

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TYPEWRITER DAY
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June 21, 2017
Noida, India

What begins with a longing to meet always ends with an empty farewell...

...until next time

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SELFIE DAY
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June 16, 2017
Noida, India

Dear 'A', this one is dedicated to you as it was inspired by the conversation we had 5 minutes before I started writing this letter.

Does it ever occur to you that conversations have a strange sense of memory? I mean, think of everything about a person whose absence has seemingly threatened to kill you and tell me about the first thing that you remember about them. You remember their physical features. But what hurts you more than remembering how they used to steal dreamy glances at your gleeful self are the conversations that you now make little sense of.

The senseless conversations that began with the story of that old lady screaming at you for a reason you could not remember and ended ...

HAPPY FATHER'S DAY
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June 7, 2017
 

When someone
Said to me last night
About how some
Moments can change
Lives, it made me wonder
About the one in mine.

Because long before
You told me that you
Were leaving. I
Remember asking if
You loved me the same.

And the moment you
Hesitated, waited for
My eyes to gaze away
For yours to hide,

I knew.

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D-DAY
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June 6, 2017
Noida, India

Tumultously
He stares at me
Tugs at the ends of
My sunken heart
With a longing
For another voyage
To the completeness
Of the eternal forever.

Smiling back at him
My words find an escape.

"Wait for love if you have to
Because when it arrives
And it shall
Only patience
Would make it stay. "

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IN SEASON
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June 3, 2017
 

...that's when I realised what a true friend was. Someone who would love you- the imperfect you, the confused you, the wrong you- because that's what friends are supposed to do.

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CANCER SURVIVOR DAY
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May 27, 2017
Noida, India

How the stars are placed in ordnance so perfectly in the sky,
You think of who created them and all the reasons why.

Besides the science of the universe, there must be a poetic side,
An artist much more articulate that you and I.

I sometimes watch them for hours and hours at a time,
Hoping to see a shooting star to wish away the pain held inside.

A reoccurring circulation that everyday we watch arise,
Every day we see it happen, but only a few of us realise.

It's almost become human nature to let this beauty pass us by,
We almost never take the time to admire the art that stands before our eyes.

A perception that is only seen through the vision of the wise,
Knowing there's somethi...

MAJOR STEPHEN REICH
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May 21, 2017
Noida, India

This letter is to you

The you that's had a rough week. The you that seems to be under constant storm clouds. The you that feels invisible. The you that doesn't know how much longer you can hold on. The you that has lost faith. The you that always blames yourself for everything that goes wrong. To you.

You are incredible. You make this world a little bit more wonderful. You have so much potential and so many things left to do. You have time. Better things are coming your way,so please hang in  there. You can do it.

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ANTHONY CIOFFI
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May 17, 2017
 

...of the nightmares that keep me up at dawn, you are the one I keep hoping to catch a glimpse of...

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DRAWING DAY
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May 12, 2017
Noida, India

...I hope you fall in love with someone who never lets you fall asleep thinking you are unwanted...

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ENJOY QUALITY TIME
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May 8, 2017
Noida, India

...and maybe group pictures are the only place where we can be together...

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KENTUCKY DERBY
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May 4, 2017
Noida, India

...now that I think about it, I realise no one has ever broken my heart. They've broken my expectations...

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MAY PHOTO MONTH
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May 1, 2017
Noida, India

More people need love. You don't need to try to change them. Just give them love and watch them heal and elevate.

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HOPE
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April 30, 2017
Noida, India

Would the memories ever go away?

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HOPE
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April 27, 2017
Noida, India

She is chaos wrapped in smiles.

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HOPE
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April 26, 2017
Noida, India

I got a call at 4 last night. It was you. I couldn't remember the last we had made contact and all I could say to break the silence was a customary hello.
I could see you smiling at the other end, hearing the freckles in my nervous voice. I wondered why. It has been almost a year since our paths had parted. But I heard a cry. Your tears had found a way through the silence that followed.
I did not ask if you were fine. I looked at the clock and realised that you were not. Had she left? Wasn't the new city treating you well?
The details now feel hazy. Was it you who broke the silence with a singular syllable for an apology that lasted for a couple fifteen minute gaps? Or was it the alarm that...

WORLD STATIONERY DAY
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April 22, 2017
 

...I don't know what's more tragic

that I keep looking for you wherever you go

or

that you're never there...

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YOUR VALUE IS UNDENIABLE
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April 20, 2017
Noida, India

...Eternity is
but a veil
fallen upon the fate
of a forever
that does not exist...

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BOB TAYLOR
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April 19, 2017
Noida, India

...I seek YOU
in the middle of the night...

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BOB TAYLOR
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April 18, 2017
Noida, India

...and even the memories that once made me happy, I am scared to live them again...

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BOB TAYLOR
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April 16, 2017
Noida, India

I'm a paradox. I want to be happy, but I think of things that make me sad. I'm lazy, yet I'm ambitious. I don't like myself, but I also love who I am. I say I don't care, but I really do. I crave attention, but reject it when it comes my way. I'm a conflicted contradiction. If I can't figure myself out, there's no way anyone else has.

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HAPPY EASTER
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April 14, 2017
Noida, India

She says she doesn't care, but her eyes tell a different story

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ANGEL OF FAITH
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April 12, 2017
Noida, India

Do you remember the few things that mattered most to you when you were a little child? Like the evenings when your dad promised to take you out but brought chocolates instead because he was late from work? Or that little toy that you refused to let go while your mom would sing you a lullaby and put you into a peaceful slumber? I have traces of these implanted into me but I cannot seem to remember them anymore.

Why then, do I remember every detail about our conversation that, according to you, never happened? I cannot seem to recall the incidents that led to our demise. I might have buried them somewhere, when I tried to let go of you. But every time that song comes up as a topic of discussio...

LETTRS BLACK AND WHITE
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April 11, 2017
Delhi, India

Try to love yourself as much as you want someone else to.

I am trying.

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LETTRS BLACK AND WHITE
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April 9, 2017
Noida, India

That night, I spilled all my secrets.

With my head on your lap, I never felt lighter with my sorrows out in the open.

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LETTRS BLACK AND WHITE
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April 7, 2017
Noida, India

To,
Him.

I’ll always encourage the reckless texts confessing your feelings. The kind where you throw your phone after hitting send.

I’ll always encourage the horribly straightforward conversations after 12 when conversations get deep and you can’t always put how you feel into words.

I’ll always encourage you to say the things that make your heart beat fast and your legs shake.

Because i know how alive you feel when you feel something for someone else.

And also because I love you, a lot. I just don't have the courage to confess it to you.

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LETTRS BLACK AND WHITE
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April 6, 2017
Delhi, India

...and there are afternoons when things are seemingly fine but they are not.

A song plays on loop, somewhere in the back of your tangled train of thoughts, making you wonder about the futility of everything that keeps you alive.

It is catastrophic sometimes to be alone when you don't want to be, and all you have is unfinished poetry for company...

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LETTRS BLACK AND WHITE
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