#catharsis

130 posts
  • unblossomedyet 17w

    The rose petals in my journal, have dried into shades of brown,
    And your photograph in my drawer haven't tasted air for years now...
    An unheard silence cascade me, the effervescent sound of your voice
    Is a memory that haunts me, asking me ways to live but how?

    The room that used to be vibrating with perky energy of your voice and smile has become dark.
    Without the warmth of your touch, life is more a hawk than a lark.
    Days have turned to years then to decade,
    Time hasn't been able to heal but be a blade.

    The sound of your words spoken which once made me complete
    Has now withered away, making me realise I am not in heaven,
    Was loving you a crime,
    Hence this feeling so forfeit?

    Come back to me my Angel, rise out of that magical photograph,
    Breaking the prison of the closed drawer,
    Hold me tight just once more.
    Kiss me and wipe my tears,
    Embrace me with the arms to love me to the core……

    My Angel,
    I tried to preserve each moment of 'WE',
    Like how god's beauty is wrapped by the petals of the rose,
    Least did I know it would dry up someday into browns,
    Only to ink these verses; strokes of emotions through a poesy or a prose.

    That you are a no more near, loneliness is what I fear,
    Save me from this lonely world,
    Wake me up from this ambiguous dream,
    Take me with you to a moment where life is impearled, and you are the SUPREME.


    ©unblossomedyet����

    #pod #choose #wod #emotion #catharsis #memories @writerstolli @miraquill @writersnetwork #writersbay

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    Strokes of cathartic emotions.

    ©unblossomedyet

  • himayan_writes 25w

    Recluse

    I wish to float away in the cool afternoon breeze.
    Find my place under the shade of trees,
    In a distant, secluded patch of green
    Far away from where the roads have been.

    I wish to lay there for a while.
    Forget about all my need to reconcile.
    And when no one's to be heard or seen,
    I'll sit up and take a deep breath in,

    And Cry...
    Cry untill I stop hurting!
    Cry... Till I can cry no more!

    Oh how I wish to be healed!
    Oh how I wish to be healed and whole!

    ©himayan_writes

  • kasishakespeare 28w

    #catharsis is a phase of rebirth

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    Catharsis Is a phase of rebirth

    I admire that sunshine in the day
    As the sun dances through the clouds
    One may say I was too well excited when it all happened

    Then all got terrified when the sun shines no more
    With bright clouds made livid
    the sharp violent lightning made vivid
    The sun hides itself when it gets gloomy

    The caterpillar could not run fast to hide itself before the rain pours from heaven
    O , caged butterfly , traped in a worm's body
    Escape , run and hide

    As the skies grew darker
    rain precipitated from heaven
    So please free yourself ,

    Loosen your burden
    So you can fly like a free butterfly
    Flattering it's wings
    in the atmospheric realm

    free yourself
    Laugh out that anger
    Shake of that pride
    meditate regularly
    Give it all to Him who is above
    Let go of that rage
    Let go of that pride and anger
    For it all amounts to nothing
    Do not fret
    Just Let go of your shallow thinking
    Release it to the Creator

    For after the rain ,
    The bow of million colour
    glows in the sky
    So we shall see your love ,
    Calmness, liberty and warmth
    And affection

    We may say a caterpillar once lived here yesterday
    And your pain may die today
    And tomorrow a butterfly will spring forth
    With wings of a thousand colours

    Catharsis is a phase of rebirth
    In life
    Just let go and catharsis
    ©kasishakespeare
    08.04.2021

  • juhiyverma_ 37w

    Just wondering.....

    Why do i need to
    hate everyone else,
    if i can hate myself

    ~as much as i want to.



    ©juhiyverma_

    #life#love#selfcontemplating#spiritualawakening
    #catharsis#deathismycatharsis#loveandhate#myself#unlost#unfound#lifeandlove#selfworth#iam#ihatmyself

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    Why do i need to
    hate everyone else,
    if i can hate myself

    ~as much as i want to.

    ©juhiyverma_

  • juhiyverma_ 42w

    Without You.....

    Have you ever wondered what this world would be like, without you?
    Lifeless and dead like you??Or the same as it was before, cold and cruel.With only hatred for people like me.Maybe i am wrong or maybe Not.Maybe i judged it all wrong with my myopic eyes and cluttered mind Or maybe i just could not look enough. Not Looked enough to see whether it was all a perception of my own dismantled thoughts,and my handicapped mentality that unwillingly forced me to frame an all wrong notion about the world i am living in, among the people i m struggling with, towards a future i m not ready to be a part of.What if everything that i have been doing is just a part of something thats never gonna happen.Something that was never in the bigger picture that the world hung upon the walls of my broken heart, only to stain it with my own blood.Maybe it wasnt merely a coincidence that all those wounds werent meant to be transformed into beautiful scars but painful memories to be remembered long after I m gone.Or maybe they were supposed to trigger the ache this world inflicted upon me , time and again which my dead and soul less body could no longer feel anymore.But sadly i was numb and oblivious to everything around, owing to my already non existent life.The world would always be the same, no matter you exist or not. Its gonna be there like it was , unperturbed by my death or yours or anyones'. It hardly makes any difference to the world whether u r alive or dead or in a totally third dimension.But for your own satisfaction, u can believe what you want. Whether the world would stop existing for a while or time would cease to mourn over your death. Its all upto you.You can believe in anything and everything that pleases you.Be it the sweetest lies or the ugliest truth. You are already dead so that just means nothing.You are investing in the wrong place, for the wrong people, all for the wrong reasons. Those eyes hiding behind the prettiest faces and honey coated words are myths you could never unravel.Though death might be the eternal truth,your family would be the only one devastated by your loss nevertheless sooner or later they too would learn to live without you.The birds would still chirp every morning and the dawn would still bring beautiful sunshine to your bedroom window, even in your absence. Your words may echoe in the house where you grew up but there wont be anyone to be yelled at now.And Teatime would be the only time , you would be missed But everyone would get used to this new life.Isn't it??


    ©juhiyverma_

    #life#love#struggle#existence#identity#catharsis#deathismycatharsis#withoutyou#theworldilivein#insaneworld#lifeandlove#soulsearching#darknightofthesoul#awakenings#spiritualascension#unlost#unfound#iam#death#darkthoughts

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    Without You.....

    Have you ever wondered what this world would be like, without you?

    Lifeless and dead like you??Or the same as it was before, cold and cruel.With only hatred for people like me??Maybe I'm wrong or maybe I'm Not.Maybe I judged it all wrong with my myopic eyes and cluttered mind or maybe I just could not look enough.Not enough to see whether it was all a perception of my own dismantled thoughts,and my handicapped mentality that unwillingly forced me to frame an all wrong notion about the world I'm living in, among the people I'm struggling with, towards a future I'm not ready to be a part of.

    ©juhiyverma_

  • brahmleen_ 48w

    S T R O K E O F C A T H A R S I S~~~••••

    "〰Pang blissfully holds you
    like a wild forest holding
    blended sheet of sky touching
    euphoria like an opaque catharsis splashing ancient strokes on the cherubic woes of nostalgia upon the comet canvas of Van Gogh⭐⭐

    |βrαhmleen|

    @writersnetwork @mirakee #writersnetwork #catharsis #picturec

    15.11.20

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    S T R O K E O F C A T H A R S I S



    "〰Pang blissfully holds you
    like a wild forest holding
    blended sheet of sky touching
    euphoria like an opaque catharsis splashing ancient strokes on the cherubic woes of nostalgia upon the comet canvas of Van Gogh⭐⭐

    |βrαhmleen|

  • fresh_from_the_artistic_asylum 50w

    Yes it hangs,
    It is it's own hangman
    It is it's own noose
    And it is a cloth hanger in my rusty cupboard.

    I come back drained of all life for all Eight days of the week,
    And pass on my sin infested wearables to this old lonely hanger
    Who then takes responsibility for my catharsis.
    Why shouldn't it?
    After all, it is just a cloth hanger in my rusty cupboard.

    The Earth moves around the sun,
    As my emotions run plenty
    Yet sometimes there are none.
    If all my cupboard had to do was whisper to console me,
    It would do it with dread & horror for there is a bigger entity that possesses it's spirit
    And that's the cloth hanger in the rusty cupboard.

    Desires run afoul of despair,
    Happiness gives way to uncertainty
    And the tunnel shines with light.
    All the while, while my cloth hanger hides in it's bubble
    It gets heavier as it carries two secrets & two burdens:
    It's own & then mine.
    More is less & less is plenty.
    The rules of the world change and change me with them
    But I still come back to the only constant un-being in my life:
    The cloth hanger in my rusty cupboard.

    Yes it hangs (for it has to)
    It is it's own hangman (that operates on my command)
    It is it's own noose (that tightens the demons around my neck)
    And it is a cloth hanger in my rusty cupboard.
    Albeit, a beautiful one.

    #clothhanger #catharsis #companion #pod

    @ghoulfrost @odysseus @fadedautumns @writersnetwork

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    The Cloth Hanger In My Rusty Cupboard

    ©fresh_from_the_artistic_asylum

  • juhiyverma_ 51w

    Do not look down upon me
    for I may not fulfil the criteria
    you set for me
    for I assure you
    I will not be the one
    you want me to be,
    for I may not be at par with the
    unusual expectations you have for me.
    Do not look straight into my eyes
    for I may not be able to
    hold onto my grief
    my tears
    no more
    for I assure you
    I will not be the victim
    of my own incapabilities
    for I know I have in me
    the strength
    of the mightiest star ever born
    Do not pity me
    for the mistakes
    I never thought of commiting
    though unwillingly I had to
    for I am just a puppet
    having no control of the strings
    you tied to me
    Do not force me
    to chase the untameable
    for I may lose
    the purity of
    this very soul
    you never wanted to see
    for I may not
    cross the gates of hell
    to please you with
    false hopes of
    fathoming mysteries
    of this mighty universe
    Do not clip my broken wings
    for one day
    i shall too
    fly afar
    in the endless sky
    unlost
    unfound
    free.....
    ©juhiyverma_

    #life#love#lost#thoughts#onlyme#theonlyone#unheard#unloved#undeserved#undesired#thedarknightofthesoul#awakenings#insights#selfrealisation#catharsis#metamorphosis#survival#darkthoughts#intheabyss
    #universe#unlost#unfound#free

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    free...

    Do not look down upon me
    for I may not fulfil the criteria
    you set for me
    for I assure you
    I will not be the one
    you want me to be,
    for I may not be at par with the
    unusual expectations you have for me.
    Do not look straight into my eyes
    for I may not be able to
    hold onto my grief
    my tears
    no more
    for I assure you
    I will not be the victim
    of my own incapabilities
    for I know I have in me
    the strength
    of the mightiest star ever born
    Do not pity me
    for the mistakes
    I never thought of commiting
    though unwillingly I had to
    for I am just a puppet
    having no control of the strings
    you tied to me
    Do not force me
    to chase the untameable
    for I may lose
    the purity of
    this very soul
    you never wanted to see
    for I may not
    cross the gates of hell
    to please you with
    false hopes of
    fathoming mysteries
    of this colossal universe
    Do not clip my broken wings
    for one day
    i shall too
    fly afar
    in the endless sky
    unlost
    unfound
    free...

    ©juhiyverma_

  • juhiyverma_ 52w

    But all along,
    I was the
    Only one
    listening ,
    when
    nobody
    wanted to
    hear my thoughts.

    ~only one.

    ©juhiyverma_

  • juhiyverma_ 55w

    LET DEATH BE MY CATHARSIS!!

    Oh, how I fell in love with
    the lunacy sleeping in you
    your chaotic demeanor
    left me enchanted
    no sooner did i realize
    I was drawn towards you
    like a moth towards light
    a mother towards her unborn child
    a lover towards the love of his life
    I was lost
    lost in translation
    of whats happening
    and whats not
    of what could never be
    and what was always meant to be
    my body in confusion
    of all the undesirable chemicals
    as they started flowing through
    the blood inside my veins gushed
    unimpeded
    leaving me
    in a state of sepsis
    that nobody could help me out with
    that no amount of epi or oxygen
    could cure me anymore
    my brain tried to help
    but my body was out of reach
    oblivious to the trauma
    you put me into
    the shock
    my fragile heart couldnt bear
    my breath
    though in vain
    trying to hold onto my life
    my blood
    devoid of any feelings
    no matter how hard it tried
    only poison it could carry
    to my brain
    to my limbs
    to my viscera
    to my mouth and eyes
    as I lay frozen and cyanosed
    not becuase of the impure blood
    but my toxicated emotions
    my putrid thoughts,
    gangrenous
    devouring
    every inch of this tastelsss flesh
    consolidating in me slowly
    as my hands lay still
    rotten and stinky
    waiting to be amputated
    with an artificial
    not so functional
    though a manageable robot,
    a machine
    to replace
    some of the damaged parts
    you marred
    with your negligence
    this fatigued heart too
    inefficient to pump
    that shitty⁰ fluid anymore
    succumbing to the torture
    inflicted upon by picograms of
    undeserved love and care
    adorned by your denial
    almost taking away
    the miniscule of sanity
    left behind in that corner of
    my nasty little greymatter
    as it too
    gave up on my body
    undesirous to try any harder
    brainwashing itself
    to accept the truth
    of my dying body
    of my tormented soul
    lest i shouldn't end up
    lifeless
    like a
    corpse
    doomed until eternity
    under this barren earth
    soiled with fear
    hopeless
    dead
    with a regret
    of never waking up
    again.

    ©juhiyverma_

    #life#love#myth#truth#youandme#me#myself#selfrealization#lifeandlove#catharsis#loveisamyth#uglytruth#betrayedbywords#randomthoughts#iam#seekingquerencia#justafewwords#lifeisachoice#loveisachoice#death#deathismycatharsis

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    Let Death be my Catharsis!

    ©juhiyverma_

  • theimbuinginkwell07 55w

    Rising in Love

    When you are really high on love
    Or I should say infatuated ...
    You tend to stay afloat on this cotton candy cloud
    Leaving aside your reason
    But they call it ' falling in love' for a reason
    That free fall might just be damn risky
    Just mellow down
    Just consider rising in love for a change...
    When one person is not obsessed with other person
    And yet support each other
    They may not be constantly in touch
    But at the same time they haven't lost touch...
    The 2 'I' s are well intact
    And nourish the 'We'

    ©TheImbuingInkwell

    #mirakee

  • alxita 59w

    || Main Theme/s : Disloyalty ||

    || Logorrhea ||
    1 | cadge - to persuade [someone] to give something for free
    2 | besiege - to urgently request to [someone]
    3 | sully - to make dirty
    4 | infeft - to hand over one's possession to someone else
    5 | verbatim - word by word
    6 | catharsis - purification of emotions (fear, pity, etc.) through art
    --


    #love #infidelity #cheating #relationship #heartbreak #lies #truth #reality #life #catharsis #mirakee #alxitasonnets #alxita_august_twenty #ceesreposts #pod @writersnetwork

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  • theimbuinginkwell07 59w

    When I was little
    I dreamt of dreams.. dreaming of dreams
    I was little with little dreams not belittled
    To relish cotton candies up on cloud nine
    to be dolled up like fancy toy dolls
    to be stylishly tall
    to be successfully successful
    to be all that I could have been
    None of what bothers me today .
    And yet I dream ...
    Of bigger ,better things
    Ginormous as they are . ..
    For my infinitesimal existence
    None of what might be true
    But they keep me going .
    Just in case ,they do ��

    ©TheImbuingInkwell07




    #mirakee @mirakee @mirakeeworld @writersnetwork #sleep #night #dreams #bestpoems #poetsofmirakee #catharsis #englishpoetry #emotional #writers #qoutes @mirakee_words

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    Dreams

  • redolent_smile 52w

    •ÇÀTHÁRSIS•

    Denude your soul to
    those pale yellow pages,
    Reveal to it your
    stygian clandestines,
    Irksome evocations, vulnerabilities,
    Scribbled with the
    camouflaged ichor driblets,
    Of plight and pangs
    tainted by this bleak world.

    Denude your soul to
    Those yellow pages,
    Chronicle the
    catastrophe of terror,
    That encompass you,
    Raising, penetrating,
    The cavernous pits
    of your heart,
    Of your brain, of your soul.

    Spew the wrecks,
    That are spoiling
    And suppurating within.
    Let not the cataclysm win.
    Instead, let alleviating be your aim.

    Bare your soul to those yellow pages
    And let catharsis betide.

    •Sadrita
    ------------------------------------------------------------------------

    Okay! So I'm making it permanent because of you all❤
    Especially for @coral

    @mirakee @writersnetwork #pod #catharsis #optimisticoctober #sadri_writes #picbprompt #bluethemeofsadri

    @writersnetwork not fair! You always leave me just with a
    like *-*

    @barasiya__ I wanted to use your click somewhere but since I ain't writing anything these days, so I used your click here ;_;

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    ÇÀTHÁRSIS

    Bare your soul to those yellow pages
    And let catharsis betide.

    ©Sadrita

  • raindropsoncacti 68w

    "Tsunami of Spin"

    How how oh how can it be that at morning I had words none
    By midday I could just manage a handful
    Yet come midnight, an army of three thousand of them held me at ransom; a written firing line. A garrison of garbage verbosity, me in a siege at gunpoint?
    I with nothing absolutely NOTHING to quick-draw McGraw back at them besides a steely blank stare through my page.

    The words, they've overwhelmed me... they've flowed like a great molasses flood.
    I am trapped, trying to grasp at a steadfast phrase or sturdy sensible paragraph yet nothing... Nothing more than a plethora of diatribe debris, riding waves of the thick syrupy threat of surrender and failure, surround me.

    The very words I was certain I not just chose, but loved, even cherished, at the time of their selection. They were beautiful! Perfect forms. Christalline, radiating truth and wisdom.
    All now seem dull when coated in absoshear (apparently that's insomniac for "absolute shame and fear").

    Unable to discern which to rescue and which to allow to succumb they all instead are rendered discarded in scum...
    Semantics I decided before were genius now scream:

    "WE ARE ALL DOOMED! We are USELESS!"

    They remain scattered and cast aside.
    I've turned my back. These words to me now all look so foreign, pointless, as ineffective as a Christmas Tree decorated to perfection turned stale, standing on the side of the road for no good reason, no purpose, randomly in mid September.

    As weird and unable to achieve anything as painting my walls with the essence of a number,
    Or carpeting my floors with the sound a squeaky-toy makes.
    These things can't be harnessed and used! They're abstract and impossible!
    I observe how my tangent is not tangible.

    I

    f
    r
    e
    e
    z
    e



    I flap-flap-flap-flap-flap-flap-flap my hands...



    I
    f r e e e e e e e e a k!!!!!!!!

    I'm failing. I'm failing. I'm hissing frequent other flavoursome "F-words" from my frank, colourful mouth...

    FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF!!!!

    How how oh how am I going to stay afloat in pages of words in substance this chunky and viscose?
    My throat is filled yet I'm unable to swallow or eject these words.
    How will I reach a bank? How will I get out? Maybe I won't?!
    But I have to... I have to salvage the words I need amongst the drenched tacky cornucopia of ones I sure don't.

    Someone... Send me a lifeboat. A personal floatation device. A rope. A winch. Something!
    For I'm running out of time.
    I'm drowning.
    I'm drowning in a torrent... a tsunami of spin.
    I'm without a vessel nor steady ground to save myself.

    Dit dit dit... Dah dah dah... Dit dit dit...
    Dit dit dit... Dah dah dah... Dit dit dit...
    Blub....blub....blub.....................

    ©thatgeekgirl

  • bhavabhivyakti 69w

    【~Forgiven Unapologised~】

    To the woman,
    that swept the floor off of my own feet in
    my father's feet,
    just to disarm and demolish me,
    from speaking up against a man that abused me..

    Thanks for attacking the tender spot of my heart,
    for making me the bad guy for the 'world' that was my family to me,
    while I wasnt even planning to avenge my loss!

    Thanks for trying your best to protect the person I couldn't protect myself from, thanks for seeing me the way you saw me, as a slut, an opportunist, it really worked out for me.. making me see I don't need to look good to people to actually be good..
    Thanks for disrobing me in front of my family to show what you believed was true..

    Thanks for using your power and money to control my emotions, you could only control me so much.. Thanks for choosing the side that was winning when I had no interest in fighting anymore.. you had to show me novel depths of defeat when I'd already given up to go for peace..
    I know you did it out of your own need to be validated and supported in a world of men, you did what felt right by your sense of what I deserved for being a girl that evokes fear without fighting...

    Thanks for defending your dear ones that were afraid of me just cause I was wounded.. Self-preservation & self-defense isn't something I can disagree with.
    You made me realise I dont need to do a damn thing to be seen as powerful even in my vulnerability.. I dont need to lift even a finger to instill fear in those that wrong me,
    to go running back to figures like you..
    There are many like you, you graduated me for!

    I forgive you for shattering the only thing I had then, in the name of identity.. I forgive you for the hurt you caused me. Because of you, I saw love where I expected to see just hate for being who I was..

    I see your hurt, in wanting to help other hurt ones.. and even though you traded benefits for their hurt,
    you still chose lessons..
    Guess you picked what had to teach you, and teach me to do better!
    I found a better world, and I wish you the same!
    I won't hate all women because of women like you that perpetrate unfairness, abuse and violence..

    I forgive you whole-heartedly, because of you,
    I now know the value of what I had when I had nothing..
    Myself and my family..
    And it is now truly that I have nothing to lose!
    Only gain..


    ©bhavabhivyakti

    #deardiary #rants #heartbleed #innerpeace #forgiveandforgive #catharsis #clearingofheart

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    ~Forgiven Unapologised~

    To the woman,
    that swept the floor off of my family's pillar,
    just to disarm and demolish me,
    from speaking up against a man that abused me..
    Thanks for attacking the tender spot of my heart,
    for making me the bad guy for the 'world' that was my family to me,
    while I wasnt even planning to avenge my loss!
    ©bhavabhivyakti

  • wespadeshere 69w

    #DID #dissociation #painrelief #catharsis #pentup #emotions #turmoil #trauma #healing #journey

    Breathe in slowly
    It's okay.
    Let the tears come.
    They hold in them
    The words which you
    Yourself can't utter.
    Yes, let them free
    No more hiding.
    No more need
    To swallow them back
    No more need
    To stifle grief-stricken sobs
    By mocking cotton pillowcases
    Breathe out slowly.
    Make your noise.
    Don't silence your own voice any longer!
    Like it's the first time you've been heard
    Like it's the last time you'll ever be heard.
    Get it out, get it out good.
    Just like that.
    And we're going to be okay.

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    And we're going to be okay.

    ©spadesunderground

  • wespadeshere 72w

    Scream it out
    Let it run
    Who's gonna dare stop it now

    -/
    ©spadesunderground

  • raindropsoncacti 72w

    mire

    When the mire of life mirrors the mire in my heart
    I'm compelled to scour and abrade 'til they all fall apart;

    Scrub and scathe my soul and my skin.
    Remove all the grime from this world I'm stuck in.

    Dig at all the edges, gouge gunge from the seams.
    Sanitise society, and sterilise my bad dreams.

    ©thatgeekgirl

  • juhiyverma_ 43w

    यादें समेटते अब थक चूकी हूॅ
    तुझे समझ के अब सम्भल चूकी हूॅ
    कुछ ज़ख्म,
    ज़िंदगी.....
    तुझे जी कर भी
    और जीना चाहती हूॅ।

    ©juhiyverma_

    #life#love#suffering#bsyunhi#kuchlafz#justafewwords#catharsis#lifeandlove#alfaazyaehsaas#zakhm#hurt

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    ज़ख्म...

    यादें समेटते अब थक चूकी हूॅ
    तुझे समझ के अब सम्भल चूकी हूॅ
    कुछ ज़ख्म,
    ज़िंदगी.....
    तुझे जी कर भी
    और जीना चाहती हूॅ।

    ©juhiyverma_