#writing, poetry

As I write..

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The intoxication within is powerful enough to infuse my pen with the darkest of tales to tell,

my heart is surreptitious at times,hiding even the lamest of smiles,

as I write,the emotions open up like blooming of blue-bells,now I know what all troubled me,

The white sheet was  dark before my ink decorated it with my diverse butterflies;

The sheet is adorned not with dust but with cuts of heart,

as I write,I learn the truth..

and so my pen does not halts,

I write..and write.



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Poetry.

Related imageI breathe in thy dry soil,no human smiles, no playful hearts for real.

The water I drink gives me questions,the roads I walk gives a queer feeling.

Some give flowers whilst some give cruelty,

The triumph breeze calms me in that moment,making me sublime.

The naivety I carry is concisely mine,

I am the creator and the care-taker,

In thy shambolic time,poetry is my wine.

like two hearts connected for eternity with no cause,

or like the great romance that gives spark to the followers,

poetry is mine..poetry is in me.

I absorb the virtue of it..I eat it and live it.



#writing, life, motivation

Waves and sunshine.

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How obnoxious our minds get at times,when our stomach aches nothing but pain,how crucial life gets to see a turbulence in our entire mind.Emotions get wrapped up as a package of miseries,unspoken hate and more worries.Those time takes us back to square one,where the roads once were bruised just like our heart.The soreness bites our little grinning thoughts that might have appeared through our smile,yes,it happens.

What do we do next?

There have been desolations since centuries after bloodshed,wars and this time the havoc comes when the peace in our heart is blacked out just like the charcoal.The brutality of times can never be said,there shall come,kill your innocuous soul and move on,it’s us who needs to erase the past,the past of hatred…the past of scratches,for there comes a beaming sunshine and a splendid view that shall scintillate our heartbeat and give us that bounce and once stolen thunder.

And my dear,that beam is still in you so sparkle more and unravel your solitude once again.



poetry

She…

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She stood in utter elegance,so bright and valiant;

she wore courage like diamond,solitude like the pearl embraced,

How remarkably she used her words,no foul manners,yet substantial posture.

Like tall trees,stood her vigorous thoughts,no plain emotions yet the truth spoke.

She was now,a lost dust..somewhere in the air,

Still,ravishing was her spark,unshaken…indomitable.

love, poetry

If it ends..

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The journey is blooming day by day,with that touch of love, your vivacity,

you thrill me like that summer breeze.

you held me so firmly,like a mother rocking her baby,

if it ends,I shall be a catastrophic truth,

no one shall read me,no one shall see me,

for the startling truths even have a mystery.



Dedicated to the love of my life..You are in my veins.Thankyou for everything!

#writing, life

What shall stay?

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If it is soil,I can hold it till that moment,untill it falls completely out of my hand,leaving my palm empty-handed..for I know that soil shall make it way out.The remains shall be dirt,filth and some stubborn marks on my hand.So,is life to us,whatever we choose to hold,it may go..vanishing into oblivion,like never ever was reality a bliss.That hurts.

If something vital just misplace,the pain is excruciating,indelible.If we,hypothetically catch starts into our palms,would that too go?So what shall stay?Who shall stay?

So many countless nights,I pondered to reckon the truth,to gulp the veracity,no-one matters after the life is yours.The life shall be your way of dealing.No one shall soothe your worris?They do only for couple of days or hours,but does it makes you ultimate happy?

We need to identify the composed,intact version of ourselves,I guess..for our own soul can never leave us unlike the soil or stars untill it’s time for us to take a last breath.Sigh!

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love, poetry

Invincible Forever.

Related imageTogether,we shall kiss the memory of grinning thoughts,

with you and me in it,

Don’t quit on me,for I romance with your images,

concealed clandestine,

in my heart.

Off the shore we shall go,and then I shall enunciate the butterflies you gave,

so hold on my love,for my heart needs enough of your sacred touch,

to make me instill with your pouring love,

forever.