Beside the window a river flows & the breeze blows a blurry haze envolpes like a new bride the whole sight sighs. The chestnut themed wood stands still holding my belief firm roots that feel strong pass on an unknown energy harmony leading to synergy. I sit on my arm chair just near the window…
Category: Poetry
ink in my pen
inking my thoughts on the rough paper stuck inbetween i struggle i wonder i crave to paint my feelings a withered rose in between my diary it does not hurt anymore a yesterday that is probably over emptiness within doesn’t scare me anymore a hand reached out held me in my darkest grave embraced me…
Saying it all, yet none.
Ohh look at her the one who talks a lot you ask her once and she promptly answers Ohh look at her the one who always smiles a lot you tell a silly joke and she just simply laughs Ohh look at her the one who is the agony aunt you come up with a…
O’ Moon
I looked at you in awe, mesmerized by your beauty you adorn the night sky and look everything looks shiny with your silver rays you surely know how to transform The world sees you change shape, go through cycles and applaud the process tell me a secret today, tell me if it hurts you ever…
Shades of Tangerine
I don’t need those, those red roses lusterless tired & waiting in the hands that crave for a meal. I don’t need those, those yellow roses devoid of the shine having thorns of your ulterior motifs that crave to use a chance. I don’t need those life less promises bereft of sincerity smelling of half…
Life beyond Memories
Ahh, December it is then. The last month of the year. A month that takes us all to a new beginning, to a brand new year. marked by celebrations, this month is always special. Time does not become old or new but I think this month surely fills us all with a zeal to look…
Pious Sin
I tried a little piece of Sonnet, though it, might not be perfect on Iambic Pentameter. Hope you will like it. (The sonnet is a popular classical form that has compelled poets for centuries. Traditionally, the sonnet is a fourteen-line poem written in iambic pentameter, employing one of several rhyme schemes, and adhering to a…
You,Me & Rain… (A Ghazal)
Last month, I attended a poetry workshop called Soulcraft on poetic forms. It was only for a week but I was amazed as to how much I learnt in this short span of time. Writing poems is not always about emotions but it becomes tricky and challenging when you have to follow the rules to…
Bonding with Bougainvillea
The petals soon unfurled, their rose tinted garb shined, signed across the azure background, a sight so magical, to behold. The peachy floret is enchanting, minus the aroma, it still is breathtaking, collects praise , sometimes imprecations, unbothered it blossoms without apprehensions. *** With two tiny little eyes, I looked at the open spaces, vast,…
Rescue
A gush of wind, passed by me, touched my bare skin, a familiar touch, a fragrance so akin. A splash of darkness spilled over me, pulled my heart strings, with a bunch of memories, some smiles and some tears. A sky full of stars, hovered over me, reminded my mind, a loneliness amongst the crowds,…
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