ROGUE POET
Hola, peeps.
I’m Darshan. I’m 18 and I hail from India.
This blog is a pensieve to relive thoughts and memories in form poetry.
“My poems won’t exist until you read them.”
They say, “A book read by thousand different people is a thousand different book.” I say it’s same about poems and verses. May it be through your beer and skittles, or you may be battered and wrecked, you are always welcome here.
If, for lonely people, rain is a chance to be touched, Then let my poetry bring you the rain.
Let this place be a panacea, a panacea to everything, Let this place be a solace, solace amidst all the chaos, Weed out the worldly clichés, and start over with a poetic journey here.
COMING SOON
“At this moment, a thousand valves have opened within my brain, and I must pour forth a river of words or I shall suffocate.”
– Fyodor Dostoevsky
Poems and Writeups
- TransfigurationMy heart is full of fissures,It is rendered as cold asThe attics of a trivially existing house,Under the auroral skyOfContinue reading “Transfiguration”
- EveningsI’ve ripped myself off of the cravings I had,I snuggle myself in quilt of anxiety,Sipping a cup of coffee,Which givesContinue reading “Evenings”
- I wish I could be…I wish I could be the coziness of winter You are so fond of.I wish I could be the drizzleContinue reading “I wish I could be…”
Rogue Poet 