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  • myblackandwhiteverses 12w

    #decay #wod
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    Time shed the leaves to the
    Muddy bottom of past
    I collected the undecayed leaves and
    wrote poems on the yellow memories.
    -raathrri

  • myblackandwhiteverses 15w

    The storm and thunder
    Stirring inside your heart
    Collected in the cauldron of your mind
    To prepare a magical brew of poem
    Served in the chalice of pen
    to feed the infinite paper of blankness.
    You are the cosmic witch
    waving spells with the
    Phases of moon In your mind.
    Crushing the petals
    of withered emotions
    and the fragments of Futile fears
    Filled inside the spell jar of heart
    With the dried lavender of love.
    You are the fraction of divine dust
    Holding the fusion of feelings
    Inside the complex piece of flesh
    Clasping a universe at the core
    Expanding and changing
    At the brim of existence.
    You are an atomic vessel
    Filled with an eternal soul
    Thoughts bouncing between
    the walls of the fragile heart
    and the meshy mind
    where the Choices are
    waiting at the middle.
    Abandoned and Floating
    On the ocean of life
    Moving with the waves of fate
    Controlled by the wind of time
    to the shore of death.
    -raathrri

    To my emotional reflection

    Set A-pen
    Set B- The storm and thunder Stirring inside your heart
    #combination #wod

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    You are the fraction of divine dust
    Holding the fusion of feelings
    Inside the complex piece of flesh.
    Clasping a universe at the core
    Expanding and changing
    At the brim of existence.
    -raathrri

  • myblackandwhiteverses 16w

    I am an abandoned building with
    few birds visiting me after sunsets.
    Sometimes kids enter
    through the front door
    to search for a lost cricket ball
    and Other times they search
    the broken pieces of toys
    in the coloured boxes in my attic.
    The clock is still counting the seconds
    to crosscheck my life span.
    Near to the ribcage staircase,
    there is A large room painted
    with crimson red and still
    playing an old melody.
    Arcane emotions and feelings
    scrawling and doodling
    poems and paintings on the walls.
    Some crumbled sheets of confidence
    muttering about the muted muse.
    The folded blankets of memories
    stacked over the corner of the room
    to cover the soul in the shivering
    Winters of loneliness.
    The dusty curtains of trauma
    cobweb of regrets
    a mirror of imperfections and
    lanterns of dreams adorned the room.
    At the centre,an ocean of love
    is confined in a box of occult.
    Cosmic clouds showering stars
    to bloom the galaxy on the terrace.
    Sunlight draping dangled flowers
    on the cornea painted glasses
    and rejoicing spring at sunsets.
    My miseries warapped inside the
    black sheets of nights
    where the silver bowl of moon
    pouring serenity through the windows.
    Abandoned, but astonished
    by this alluring solitude
    to reverberate the inner voices of my soul
    in the valleys of my muffled mind.
    -raathrri

    #firstperson #wod

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  • myblackandwhiteverses 16w

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    Some pieces
    of jigsaw puzzle
    Concealed by the
    cryptic future
    Some pilfered
    by the past
    With the succour of fate
    Peering at the
    pieces of choices
    Matching the mosaics
    with thoughts
    Confused about
    the connections
    to complete the picture
    in the puzzle of life
    -raathrri

  • myblackandwhiteverses 16w

    ~ The lake of love ~

    This lake reminds me of Veronica, her Blue Ocean Eyes And The Sparkle in them whenever she would sit by this lake. The tears forming eddies of agony in my heart, blurring my vision and creating a shadow of her smile in front of my eyes. The wind wiping my tears, caressing me by holding her sweet scent. The sound of Lake resembling her giggle. This place painted our presence in this air with an infinite palette of love. But she dissolved in this waves of time by borrowing My soul and replaced the space with her memories. Now I am dead with beating memories, inhaling moments and exhaling time. Vein carrying the blue and the heart scribbling poems. Mind is muted by the sewing of saudade and eyes screaming to a shade of red. The dried leaves murmuring memories to me when I visited the shades of trees ; they beheld our talks, fights and smiles.

    This is my favourite place in this whole world. I can feel her presence near to me. And when I look at the reflection in this lake, she is there. Smiling, holding my hand and whispering "I love you, and I'll never leave you".
    -raathrri

    #storytime #wod
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  • myblackandwhiteverses 17w

    The last drop of hope
    Dribbled from the vein
    the poison of pain
    Pervaded to each cells
    Swelled to a secrecy
    Swallowed by poesy
    ~raathrri

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  • myblackandwhiteverses 18w

    When the weather changes abruptly in the sky of my elusive mind.��

    Smiling but struggling
    I'm thirsty but already in a well
    Quenching my thirst but knowing that
    I'm going to die.
    I'm a bird without legs
    Continuously flying and tired.
    Soaring with my thoughts
    In the infinite sky
    And diving with my emotions
    In the deep sea
    Muted, but I'm screaming
    Numb, with beating feelings
    Blank but filled
    Oscillating to the extremes
    By the force of feelings and fate.
    -raathrri

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    #lockdown #wod
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  • myblackandwhiteverses 19w

    A fair with full of colours
    Reflected as happiness in my face.
    The things i bought from the fair
    Giggling at the cover.
    A wand to vanish the scars and
    wounds on my heart
    A broomstick to escape
    From this reality ride
    A dairy to drink my wine of pain
    A quill to kill the wraith of regrets.
    I bought a bottle of ocean with
    Endless waves of serenity,
    Filled with Corals of happiness
    and mermaids of memories.
    I purchased the paint from sunset
    to cover my walls with hues
    And a slice of night sky
    to fix at the top of my room.
    I bought every needs and dreams
    to shield the soul from suffering
    I fell the feathers of trauma
    with the sword of fantasy.

    /An insanity infused
    Infinite escapism
    Blowed a bubble of fable
    Around a muffled mind./
    -raathrri

    #list #wod
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  • myblackandwhiteverses 19w

    ഒരു സ്വപ്നമെതിരേറ്റ രാവിന്റെ നെറുകിൽ
    കനൽപ്പൂകളുതിർന്നറ്റ പകലിന്റെയൊടുവിൽ
    നിനക്കായ്‌ പൊഴിച്ചെത്ര മിഴിതുള്ളിത്തിരകളിന്നെന്റെ
    ഉയിരിലൊരുആഴിയായ് അലയായ്.

    കവിതയിൽ കാണാത്ത കനലിന്റെ ചൂടും
    എഴുതിചുവപ്പിച്ചു ഹൃദയത്തിലായ് ഞാൻ
    ഒടുവിലൊരു പാട്ടിന്റെ താളത്തിലൂടെ
    മൊഴിയാം നിൻ കാതിലായരികത്തിരുത്തിരുന്ന്.

    ഇനിയെത്ര മൃതികളിൽ
    പിടഞ്ഞൊഞ്ഞോടുങ്ങേണ്ടു ഞാൻ
    ഇനിയെത്ര സ്‌മൃതികളിൽ
    എരിഞമരേണ്ടു ഞാൻ
    ഇനിയെത്ര സ്വപ്നങ്ങളെറി-
    ഞ്ഞുടക്കേണ്ടു ഞാൻ
    ഇനിയെത്ര കാതങ്ങളെതി-
    രേൽക്കതുണ്ട് ഞാൻ.

    മറവിയുടെ മായപ്രതീക്ഷകളിലെത്ര നാൾ
    ഓർമ്മക്കഠാരയിൽ നിണമുണർത്തേണ്ടുഞാൻ
    ഒടുവിലൊരു കുരുതിയായ് സ്വയമറുത്തെന്നെ ഞാൻ
    വിധിയിൽ പുതച്ചു നിൻ ചിതയിലർപ്പിക്കാം
    ഒടുവിലൊരു ചാരത്തിലൊരുമിച്ചു ചേരാം
    ഒരു മഴച്ചാലിലായ് ഒഴുകിനീങ്ങാം.
    -രാത്രി

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  • myblackandwhiteverses 19w

    Fear
    Freezing my soul
    Breaking to falkes,
    Thawing.

    Flowing
    Through my eyes
    I'm drowning.
    -raathrri

    #septolet #wod
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