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  • rimi_ojha 58m

    And I painted the heartbeats of ours with the hues of forever spilled by the moonlight.


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  • rimi_ojha 1h

    My world is revolving in shades of grey and black ;
    I breathe in hues of gloominess
    And exhale the scent of yours still stuck fresh in my lungs

    I can hear your voice calling me
    deeper into the darkness this day holds;
    And I eagerly lose my way to the daylight again. //
    ~Darkness has a voice and it's yours.


    ©rimi_ojha

  • rimi_ojha 1w

    When we first met
    The colour of the sky was red,
    Streaked with orange and gold.
    Like a belligerent flame

    From the very beginning.
    When we first noticed each other
    The colour of the sky turned purple.
    It was as if we were the last livings
    On this earth.
    When we first touched
    The colour of the sky turned rose gold.
    Was it the breath of love
    Or the elixir of dreamy metaphors ?

    No one could ever know.
    And when we finally fell in love ?

    The colour of the sky burnt with grey ashes
    And tore through the city

    With thunderous glee.

    To this day
    I still remember,

    The colour of the sky when you died.
    For it was nothing but an eclipse. ~the colour of the sky when he died.
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    ©rimi_ojha

    ~Can skip

  • rimi_ojha 2w

    @themoonandthesun : you are lob ❤
    @heartsease . @sumiinked
    **Can't write anymore**
    #lame

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    His presence still smells like September dressed with heavy scent of apple orchards .
    Where he once brought kissed promises and stitched 'em on my blushed cheeks.
    And we gazed into each other's eyes to swim above the crimson sky! Swirling around the Moon's smile.
    Though he said my poetries never made sense to him, he loved the way it rolled off my tongue everytime I swam before his dripping heart.

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  • rimi_ojha 2w

    Some days I drown
    My heart stops beating.
    My breath becomes shallow
    And I drown.
    They say
    Breathe.
    It’s going to be okay.
    The monsters don’t control you.
    The monsters do not control me.
    I do.
    I hold my breath for one,

    Two,

    Three minutes.
    My eyes roll into the back of my head.
    And I feel free.
    Finally.
    But no.
    My traitorous body betrays me.
    I have to breathe,

    Again.
    My mind tells me, “Let go.” “Let it all go.” My heart tells me, “Leave” “Go, before they choke you.” But before I can,
    I hear something.
    A voice.
    It tells me, “No.” As if I’m being lifted out of the water,
    I let the sound waves guide me.
    I am no longer broken.
    I am floating.
    I won’t let go.
    I won’t leave.
    For the sound waves that reached me
    Belongs to your heart's sea. ~rimi

    I hope this makes sense :)
    #temp
    @themoonandthesun @sumiinked @_astitva_ @puranidiary #pod

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    ©rimi_ojha

  • rimi_ojha 3w

    //He drizzled warm smiles over my heart
    & Made a wallflower grow from the cracks of my skin //


    ©rimi_ojha

  • rimi_ojha 3w

    //Ajeeb dasta hai ye
    Kaha shuru kaha khatam
    Ye manzile hai kaun si
    Na wo samajh sake na hum//

    The clock struck midnight
    As the radio dialled down
    To static.
    With my baba humming
    To the song
    In his old dusty chair,
    In the verandah.
    I was listening , anonymously
    From the terrace top,
    Where no one went anymore.
    Only I shared silence with moon,
    Beneath the sombre veil...
    And I could suddenly feel
    The last notes of the song still lingering in the air,
    The lyrics took me back to a place I was quite familiar with.
    The pictures of the two strangers
    Dancing to the same song
    As if the night was theirs
    And the moon,
    Sang sonnets for them
    Those star-crossed lovers looked like characters from an old movie.
    And played their part too.
    They didn’t speak.
    Didn’t stop.
    And never broke away from each other’s gaze.
    It was a mesmerising sight to behold.
    Surprisingly I was the only one watching.
    No one seemed to be interested in the beautifully retro couple.
    To this day, I still wonder
    If they were just two strangers

    Or time and love,
    Dancing to the sound of the universe. ~rimi
    #temp
    **Can't write anymore ��**
    #enso maybe?

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    //Ajeeb dasta hai ye
    Kaha shuru kaha khatam
    Ye manzile hai kaun si
    Na wo samajh sake na hum//
    ©rimi_ojha

  • rimi_ojha 3w

    Lame ×100 @writersnetwork

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    I fell for the scars he had!
    That bled poetries
    Everytime the zephyr whispered my love in his ears.

    ©rimi_ojha

  • rimi_ojha 3w

    ~//Our hearts carried spoonfuls of Caramalized sunsets
    And our laughter bore seeds of love. ~
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    The blushing sky swimming before our very eyes teased the ebbing sea "Look at them ! You need to be with me too now ; All I need is you ".
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    The sea waved and said " We stretch for infinite , we meet as the sun pours his sanguine rays over our demure hearts ;
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    No matter how far we are! I am always gonna reflect you and the romanticized hues of yours ; you drizzled into the streams of my soul ; Oh my beloved I 'm always in love with you"//~

    ©rimi_ojha

  • rimi_ojha 3w

    ~Can't write anymore~ .
    Lame ( maybe?)
    Not for me :)

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    My heart's sky turns rose gold,
    Everytime your poetries breathe life
    which tastes like a soft kiss of death to all my insecurities.


    ©rimi_ojha