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  • mshk97 23w

    Greying of hair

    Greying of hair
    with passage of years,
    no worries dear
    you did great here.
    Wrinkles in you tint
    are the folds of your talent,
    firm texture of your hand
    narrating you did much on land.
    In blazing heat and sweaty splash
    even in hard you made no clash.
    You're a wonder I must say
    worth thousands of sands and sky
    ©mshk97

  • mshk97 24w

    Diversity

    Selection isn't always in your favour. Being rejected is at times the greatest of blessing. Don't know why people feel being rejected is because of weakness, lack of capability. Why don't they think they are chosen for something else. To rule that ground rather than getting smashed in this crowd. Why all expect to get all of planned desires? Why they forget best unplanned deserves? Why people yell upon the looser of one scape? Why they forget land too has three scapes? Why do we want a jack of all? Why don't we think world is not just pink?

    All universe originated with principle of diversity. When white got scattered in seven colours of beauty. Uniformity would seem just disciplined. This much restriction that life would become

  • mshk97 24w

    Pray to Almighty

    Might of ends and Might of starts
    Might of sands and Might of sparks

    Give me something blissful new
    Give my blank some joyful hue

    Moist my dry with silver dew
    Make worryless we atleast a few

    Adore a crown on deep black gown
    End this grey of pain and howl

    Fill some red in core of veins
    Glitter of sweat don't go in vain

    The packed in white from top to down
    Must see dayspring after this sundown

    May sorrowful buds smile wide in town

  • mshk97 25w

    Winter Nights

    Chilling night walks
    And cozy cozy rooms

    Silence all around
    And soft music sound

    Stars twinkling high
    And moon smiling wide

    Pearl shiny tips
    And mist dripping down

    Walking hand in hand
    With a cup, and coffee it has

    Taking a sip and playing a trick
    Steaming our breaths, letting them meet
    ©mshk97

  • mshk97 27w

    A night to remember

    bracelets of my corpus are jingling in salutation

    twinkling stars are wondering, illuminating scape

    dew dripping down maketh feel like showers of wine

    majestic view of night is ravishing to eyes

    my life is seeming to be floating in ground swell

    sailing in marine, pearls descending in the freeze

    Vault encladed in jewels is figment of imagination

    orb of night is mailing aspiration in scintillation

    Scrubbing on my eyes and pinching on my hand

    Doubting am I dreaming or breathing in fairyland

    This epitome of beauty rests in memory lane

    And fancy of this hour is once and for all in heart
    ©mshk97

  • mshk97 27w

    Pray to Almighty

    Might of ends and Might of starts
    Might of sands and Might of sparks

    Give me something blissful new
    Give my blank some joyful hue
    Moist my dry with silver dew
    Make worryless we atleast a few

    Adore a crown on deep black gown
    End this grey of pain and howl

    Fill some red in core of veins
    Glitter of sweat don't go in vain

    The packed in white from top to down
    Must see dayspring after this sundown

    May sorrowful buds smile wide in town
    Saddened souls start swing and bounce

    Horrible alarm ring a soothing chirk
    Dreadful siren ring a ding dong bell

    Eye of remission upon the evil deed
    Take down the mask from vicious being

    Go away the need of wearing gloves in hands
    As heart is immaculate and soul has cleansed
    ©mshk97

  • mshk97 48w

    14.11.20

    I was neither always right, nor
    I was always wrong
    I made mistakes, I was
    Punished
    I did if good, I
    Might be praise
    Bashed, yelled, slapped strong
    Made my strength go down
    All my courage
    Started getting drowned
    Slurred voice
    Broken words
    Unheard sighs
    Teary eyes
    My pillow got drenched
    in saline
    Stream of ink on sheet of paper
    Screaming loud my heart outs
    Turned red
    and boiled my ichor
    I cried this loud
    that my ears won't witness
    Lids shuttered,
    moistened fanning lashes
    Dew rolling all over
    rosey petals
    Freezing winter winds
    Stiffing flesh
    As stone and brick
    Warmth all gone
    And cold of ice
    Torn little heart
    Running springs
    Broken strings
    Cutting music of life
    giving weariness of night
    Echoing pains sending
    no gains
    Till beam of hope came
    with hope of lively day
    ©mshk97

  • mshk97 50w

    Song of screams

    I wish at times
    To listen song of screams
    Poured on the paper
    Drenched in pain
    Pierced in veins
    Pricks the heart to the cores
    Humms when the blood flows

    Eyes red as wine
    Crashes tides on dusty shore
    Waters sunken barren cheeks
    Wipes off sorrows
    Implants bliss

    Dripping overfilled
    Raised
    Out thrown
    Spills on sheet
    And turn it white

    Bright as
    Moon of 14th night
    Blooming wide
    Setting all right
    ©mshk97

  • mshk97 58w

    Life is a travel

    "Movement is life, stillness is death".
    Hazrat Inayat Khan

    Life has been always centered around travels. From womb to earthly life. Then earthly to eternal one. The life in these two travels is only possible by the travel of blood from heart to veins. This travel continues till soul travels in the body. Once it travels out life ends and stillness comes.

    "We travel initially to lose ourselves.
    We travel next to find ourselves"
    Pico layer

    For a traveller all the world is his native land. Travelling enables one to explore the deepest secrets of life. The deeper one travels the more he encounters. Stillness keeps one live only one life but for a traveller every step gives a new life. Human traveled from sky heights to deepest of the oceans in desire to explore. Spirituality comes when one loses all his self and travels towards the light of truth. From the darkness of outside world to the brightest of insides.

    "The universe is not outside of you. Look inside yourself; everything that you want, you already are."
    Rumi

    Travelling is not just about moving physically but mentally as well. The best travel to unseen world's is to travel within lines. Reading leads you to discover other worlds, meet new friends some mates like you, some teachers for life. Travelling between lines bring something new at every step of word.

    “A reader lives a thousand lives before he dies . . . The man who never reads lives only one.” –
    George R.R. Martin

    Travelling through words in between lines is like escaping from one world and living in other more beautiful than actual. This leads a travel from reality to imagination. An escape from present to travel years back or years to come.

    We Travel Not To Escape Life, But For Life Not To Escape Us.
    Robyn Yong
    ©mshk97

  • mshk97 59w

    Perfect two

    Goofy ball
    Handsome tall
    Stretchy neck
    Intense peck
    Cupid face
    In embrace
    Closing eyes
    Sensuous rise
    Holding tight
    Midnight delight
    ©mshk97