Category Archives: life

With a pinch of faith.

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Hush you grey clouds,

today the waters shall abate,

like a thunder you say,vapid butterflies

shall fly away

free from the earth

somewhere they make merry

Hush you insensate emotions

my sweet canvass awaits for me

with some bubbles of faith,

and some roses of hope

I shall re-colour you grey cloud,

with the deepest of pure tremor.



 

If..it’s Blank?..

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The bottom and the rim of my heart is blank,

no tides or waves..

not even monsoon peeps the heart,

the conjectures doesn’t smell fresh,

name it stale,

name it hideous,

nothing alluring,

like it’s all plain,

and black.

The high spirits,still linger,

through the dark holes,

through the black lines,

only to know,

will the blankness still persist more.


 

Your part of Lie.

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There are moments,when your heart stops responding.Moments when you hate the mere faces you see around,specially the masked one.The feeling is intense when the emotions you have finds no partner for love-making,or to be heard.Like a twig that falls from a tree but nobody cared enough or picked it up,healed it.That twig is all stale and just lying nearby its parent tree..Yes it actually happens.

I feel it.Like things choking and not coming back to me.Suffocating it might be.For sure it is profound.

I question my existence is a reality or a myth for my thoughts seem myths to other.So what better I become now?A myth yet again?Perplexing conjecture become the hard,raw truth at times..you see it and don’t want to accept it… yet you know,there it is..your part of lie.Sore and naked.



 

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.



I Am, All That.

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Like knife,I appear

sharp-edged,brutal,

so uncoil me only to see

million of stars hidden within

Like an insipid soul I become

so unwrap me

only to see a cryptic haze of dainty-like rose petals

Like unfathomable dust,unclear

I become.

So rekindle me,ignite me with 

meticulous storm

and then you shall see

how unflinching,

transparent ,

I am.



 

How hard is to be satisfied?

Okay,so if we have everything still we crave for something better,unsatified!If we score 99%,we crave for that 1%,unsatisfied.If we have all the apples of life,we still will compare our lives with others,whether we check instagram,facebook..as soon as we see others making us feel bad by posting their happening lives,we become unsatisfied.Why?

Why this happens we can’t take elation in our own surroundings?Why post everything on social media like others?Is that the real way to show we are happy?We need to let peace kiss us,when it actually wants to.

We need to be satisfied in what we have,if it’s hard,we should practice it,till we excel in it.

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The great Rise.

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I got rust all over my naked body,with all the hatred people gave me,wounds made their way in my soul, throughout my entire palpitating heartbeat.

For all these years I took your abhorrent word,my stars really never stopped flickering for me;

I am raw,I am the foundation,society said the heinous words in the times of profound acquaintance,

You polish my soul more and more,make me shine like a diamond-ring,

Rub me harder with your obnoxious ways,and I shall rise in the most splendid way.



 

My Smile.

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Too much numbness covered my heartbeat,

with the new sunrays,I still aspire.

The mirror now proclaims happiness,

Oh!How wonderful my smile appears.



P.S-Bless this day,as I pen down to write something unwritten for ages now.Bless my laptop keys as they hit the free spirit that I wonder is still alive in me.So much deep thoughts can really hit like stone and make the aura perhaps uncomfortable.But guess what?That’s my genre,so I still will write WHATEVER comes in my mind.

The silent times.

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My ode to the special indelible quiet moments remain so precious.I do not snivel about the moments that eat me like a parasite.The world seems like the uncatchable green grass of the other half,the drizzling of the rain appears the inflicts of wounds slowly burdening my shoulders..no pain felt,no bliss nurtured.My eyes carry that unresolved umpteen questions,no answers I get yet perplexing  opinions formed.

Maybe I got numb or carried away?Or there is this lost wisdom that fails to strike my mind bravely as I may say.I see the stars above,full of zeal and colour,want to grab their flabbergasted vigour.Then I come back to my senses only to know,my hands ain’t appropriate for thy glitters;for mine are meant to create my own flicker.



 

Not to loose hope.

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Call it my writer’s block or anything,the truth is I haven’t been writing at all.After I self published my book”The travesty of soul”I couldn’t stop expecting much from it,even though I know it takes time for the budding authors specially,yet my tendency since always has been to take all the fruits in my own basket specially if I worked hard for it.

I’m pretty sure,everyone has their own hope,courage stories and at times I used to sit and think yeah,we need to inculcate all that courage in ourselves,but the harsh truth is..it’s not that damn easy.It’s not easy to please everybody,neither it’s easy to keep balancing our all hectic schedule or lives.It really needs a lot of dedication to manage each and every small bit that even we try to do.

And as they say,amazing times shall kiss you,if not today then definitely tomorrow.We need to buckle up,learn from our mistakes and prepare ourselves for a much ravishing tomorrow,for tomorrow has never happened before.

We need to have hope..I need to have hope.!

P.s-my book the travesty of soul is available on amazon,flipkart,ingram,kindle and all the major e-commerce sites.

http://www.amazon.in/Travesty-Soul-Devika-Mathur/dp/1618136070/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1488911806&sr=8-1&keywords=the+travesty+of+soul

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