Weirdo

~ Frank Solanki ~ 8 Comments

I love to have conversations with the walls of my room
I love to arrange my clothes according to their hues
I love to assign birthdays to my pokemons
I love to pretend to be part of an open-world reality show
I love to sing like Janis Joplin in the shower
I love to make my own constellations and give them names
I love to write with my weaker left hand
I love to read about rare mental disorders
I love to buy unnecessary things on discount
I love to observe people and imagining their secrets
I love to play chess thinking the pieces are real
I love to be ignorant about the trending news
I love to mix two different chocolates in my mouth
I love to have a new alarm tone every day
I love to dance like I’m eighty five
I love to give my own names to people
I love being weird

Leopards

~ Frank Solanki ~ 4 Comments

I am not a lion
Lions are immaculate
Without blemishes
Not me
I am a leopard
I have dark spots

I thought I knew a lion
But I was wrong
And I have been wrong a lot of times
But that’s okay

Lions are rare
Leopards are common
They are everywhere
I know a lot of them
And that’s okay

I can pretend to be a lion
You can try too
But that won’t take us too far
Our spots give us away

Catch My Mind

~ Frank Solanki ~ 3 Comments

A hop over here and a skip over there
It leaves me far behind
I’m huffing and puffing in a terrible way
Will you help me catch my mind
Will you help me catch my mind? Oh please
Will you help me catch my mind?
I’m huffing and puffing in a terrible way
Will you help me catch my mind?

I begged and bribed and tried all means
No solution I can find
I’m desperately at my wit’s end
Please help me catch my mind
Please help me catch my mind oh please
Please help me catch my mind
I’m desperately at my wit’s end
Please help me catch my mind

I’m sure you can relate to me
If your mind is a jumping-kind
Let’s work out a way to help each other
I need to catch my mind
I need to catch my mind oh please
I need to catch my mind
Let’s work out a way to help each other
I need to catch my mind

Football, work, video games
Books, dinosaurs, mankind
See how my mind is all over the place
Will you help me catch my mind
Will you help me catch my mind? Oh please
Will you help me catch my mind?
I’m huffing and puffing in a terrible way
Will you help me catch my mind?

I Know I Was Once A Star

~ Frank Solanki ~ 4 Comments

I know I was once a star
Shining brightly in the sky afar
From Earth the children looked at me
Gazed in awe, admiringly


I glowed in space with all my might
Sent forth my radiance and my light
What better job there could be
Than to send my rays endlessly


Like all things so came my end
Exploding with a show so grand
My dust I scattered here and there
On Earth and Mars and everywhere


Now I know from that dust
I was born that I trust
That connection speaks forth to me
I stare back at the sky smilingly

Some Memories Are Stronger Than Others

~ Frank Solanki ~ 8 Comments

I see a smiling picture of her
It feels strange to me
I don’t remember her smiling
I mean I do but it’s overshadowed
By the clear memory of her in pain
The unmistakable memory of her in anguish
The distinct memory of her in tears
That’s what’s stuck with me
She smiled sometimes
She laughed sometimes
She had periods of happiness
But it was always interjected with periods of sorrow
Two short intervals of joy
Sandwiching a long stretch of despair
So I know she smiled
Yes she definitely smiled
But I remember her tears
I guess some memories are stronger than others

Fragments Of The Universe

~ Frank Solanki ~ 9 Comments

There’s a certain joy in being broken
In facing anguish and pain
When the heart triggers the deepest emotions
Hidden beneath layers and layers of dust
That’s when I know I am alive
That’s when I know I can feel
That’s when I know I am not dead
That I am still breathing
That I am still learning
That I am a human
Not a stone or a grain of sand
That I am not merely a body
But a complex energy
Wrapped in flesh and blood and bones
A star unlike any other
A part of the universe
Where my pain is not merely my pain
It is the pain of the universe
Where my fragments are not just my fragments
But fragments of the universe

What Do You Love About Me?

~ Frank Solanki ~ 11 Comments

What do you love about me?
Is it my socially awkward style?
How I embarrass myself at a gathering
In a million billion ways?

What do you love about me?
Is it my addiction to my phone?
How I prefer to talk with it for hours
But not with any human being?

What do you love about me?
Is it my clumsiness?
How I refuse to make things better?
I act too lazy I guess

What do you love about me?
My rants, complaints and sighs
How the words that come out of my mouth
Are filled with gloominess?

What do you love about me?
My indifference towards everyone?
How I find it so easy to pretend
To give a damn for someone else?

What do you love about me?
My writings, songs and poems?
They have the power to replace happiness
In a man’s heart with sorrow

What do you love about me?
My emotions I can’t express?
How I torture myself with my own feelings
And mask it all with a smile?

What do you love about me?
What is there to love in me?
I’m so different from all the other animals
Even I don’t love myself