Inkspilled Papers by Kaaya Faye
Blotted Papers

Short Poems

Short Poems archives collection of quick reads. It is a sub-category to a broader category ‘Poetry’. It contains poems, perfect for a busy reader or those who like it crisp.
What is Short Poems about?
It houses poetry about woman who like to be bold; dreams full of fantasies; fictional world. It also includes ever celebrated topic – love. The category is an amalgamation of fictional and expressive poetry.
How to enjoy them?
Enjoy them anywhere, anytime. Share with a friend or read them during your me-time. These poems are sure to keep you engaged.
What inspires them?
Experiences and Romantics are inspirations behind these poems.

Caution: The writer is one with the reader on experiences. Some of these poems might be too relatable!

Aubade poem by kaaya faye

Aubade

It is a soft poem about quietly moving on from heartache.

Torn poem by Kaaya Faye

Torn

Time is funny because the pace seems slow until you look back and realise that so much has changed.

Silhouette of sunken dreams, a poem by kaaya faye

Silhouette

Silhouette While life, in directions, lights up and beams; I stare, at the silhouette of my dreams.

When My People Find Me by Kaaya Faye

When My People Find Me

A poem about being yourself, not giving into people who want to change you. Instead, keep being yourself with people who love for who you are.

I am nobody and that's my freedom poem by kaaya faye

I am Nobody and That’s My Freedom

“and when nobody wakes you up in the morning, and when nobody waits for you at night, and when you can do whatever you want. what do you call it, freedom or loneliness?” – Charles Bukowski

Asmanjas

Asmanjas is a poem about letting life take its course while observing how the less ideal situations turn out to be better than the perfect ones.

Mors Tua Vita Mea poem by Kaaya Faye

Mors Tua Vita Mea

Mors Tua Vita Mea I know he’s here Hiding in the cellars of my rib cage In the spaces between my vertebrae Glued to my muscles And every ounce of

Ground - A Note of No-Thanks, poem by Kaaya Faye

Ground

/ɡraʊnd/ verb: 1. prohibit or prevent from flying. They ask me to “keep my feet on the ground” Be shy about being appreciated Lest I’ll be too confident I’ll be

A girl sipping on coffee behind a dewed window.

बारिश की बूंदे (Raindrops)

बारिश की बूंदें जैसे चाहत एक नई आंसुओं से आँखें भरी भरी खिड़की पर मैं खड़ी राह को ताक रही बारिश सी ये आस बड़ी ठंडक भी दे और बाढ़