Rajdeep's Turquoise Diary

Hi. I am very conscious about posting my writings online but i do write all sorts of words in my diaries. I have a turquoise coloured diary where i share my words with paper in form of the little poetry i know. Poetry is often very subjective and personal to a person. They are his personal thoughts and feelings that may inculcate over time or just spurt out in the moment. In such context, a poem is hard to comprehend and may hide in it many hidden and incomprehensible colloquial. Keeping that in mind, I will try my best to give you guys a context of the poems i wrote here. All things said, i am a very amateur writer and these poems are very unedited and raw, for some of you they might feel meagre and pointless but they are still my honest work and i hope you guys can bear the same haha :)

Poem 1 - These February Evenings.

I was going through a low and my veins were loaded or lets say this sense of existential crisis was creeping onto me, throughout 2019. While there is truth in saying that healing is a process of thought, purpose and realization, i think we all have this, this day that you just wake up and look at yourself and realize that you'll be fine. you'll be alright.
I tried to put into words, if not wholly but the very substantial the way i found this feeling. It is a bit long but i hope it is presentable and you guys like it.
Also in the cover, i have tried my best to capture the imagery of the poem through my camera lens.

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Poem 2 - His cigarettes.

I do not even remember when i picked up the habit. It never is about the time we are smoking them.. but about the time we aren't. I am glad i quit it but they were still the most traumatic and dreadful seconds of time to live in. The poem is raw and hopes to catch some abstract of painful bubble hope.

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I shall soon add my other poems.
Thank you very much for giving me your time. Happy reading :)