Pointless conversations,

Feelings left unconveyed,

Hidden amidst, abbreviations

And overemphasized exclamations. 

843 emoticons under her tips,

But none describe,

The emotions suppressed,

Behind her lips,

The pings and the chirps,

No more excite her,

As the lines of diversity 

And originality blur. 

Tired of the false smiles,

And the fake condolences,

Tired of hyped up dramas,

Over misunderstood nuances. 

All she wanted was a listener,

To hear her heart’s anxieties,

But all she got were benchers,

Passing their judgemental reveries. 

Curiosity kills the cat,

They always said,

Her teenage​ inquisitiveness,

Is pulling her now, into this vortex. 

Busy following the latest trends,

Sucked into the world of pretense,

She wanted to stop and 

Look back at herself. 

What had she done,

What was she doing,

Moving around in circles,

Unable to fulfill her destiny. 


In this so called sanctuary,

#saveme is all what,

She manages to scream. 

©Darshana Mehta 


Spreading its lilac wings,

Against the blue sky,

It sank down to,

Kiss the Horizon,

A sweet goodbye. 

Little did it know,

Two strangers lounged,

On the rocks below,

Basking under the,

Irridescent glow. 

Melting away,
Fusing with the Horizon,

Causing unintentional,

Bonds to form,

Breakable by none. 

Two hearts held,

As they together beheld,

This manifestation of elegance,

Far from betrayals,

Far from pretense. 

As the sun set,

Something rose, amidst them,

Who knew that, 

The distant ball of fire could, 

Create new sparks betwixt them. 

© Darshana Mehta 

(Qürub means Sunset in Azerbaijani)


Unlaced my shoes,

Unzipped my pants,

Unbuttoned my shirt,

Unclothed myself. 

There it is,

You’ve now seen,

My naked body whole,

But are you ready,

To behold, 

My naked soul?

You’ll celebrate my body,

Relish it like a carousal,

But will you panegyrize,

For my soul sepulchral?

My grace, my curves,

You will undoubtedly,

Fall admist,

But are you ready to test

Your diligence

As my aptitude twists?

My eyes seraphic,

My countenance ethereal,

Will one day fade. 

A labyrinth of malignity,

A circuit of devilry

Is all that will remain. 

I can’t promise only

Gaeity, on this excursion

But it will be,

Worth the perpetration. 

Touch my denuded body,

And you may have your way,

But try my exposed soul,

And I’ll be indubitably yours


And a day. 

So, as I stand,


In front of you,

You may choose your view. 

©Darshana Mehta

Colours of Creativity

When your dull life dispirits you,

When your fervour, decays and turns blue.

Pick up the crayons of creativity; splash it with hues

Of your ideas. So that, to yourself you remain true.

Let Red unleash your intrepidity,

Use Yellow to summon your inner energies,

Apply Green to display your undiscovered efficacy,

But, White to preserve your innocuous purity. 

Allow Purple to show how exceptional you are,

Orange to flaunt your uniqueness from far,

And Pink to help heal even the most putrid scars,

But above all, don’t forget to listen to your heart. 

© Darshana Mehta

Thank you, everyone!!! 


I’m proud to announce the publishing of my first two poems in Z Publishing House’s(Wisconsin, USA) International Love Anthology, alongside authors from around the world.
I thank you all, sincerely, for liking and supporting my work. A special thanks to people who helped me make them better. 

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I choose to…

So many things to cry about,

Yet I choose to smile.

So many things to stay back for,

Yet I choose to go the extra mile.

So many things that still remain,

Yet I choose the ones yet to come.

So many things, festering, like open wounds,

Yet I choose to stay numb. 

So many things have wronged me in the past,

Yet I choose to keep an open heart.

So many daggers in my back,

Yet I choose a virtuous path. 

© Darshana Mehta

Ms. Curiosity

Oh look! There she goes,

The fantastic – Ms Curiosity.

The one who has challenged

Our intellect, since eternity.

Go thank her for her

Bequests upon humanity.

Made us wonder; made us

Think and rise above tangibility.

Fathomed our ruminations,

Tested our dexterity.

Caused us to explore,

Gave birth to visionaries,

Picked us from our tedious lives,

Propelled us into a world called Possibility.

©Darshana Mehta