This is an older one, but more relevant during these times- when the boundaries of what defines home are blurred. Is it where your work is, is it where your family is, is it where beloved stays, or is it where you are "caught up" right now? Probably, all of them? #hindi#ghar#home@hindiwriters@hindikavyasangam
Canopied beneath the azure sky, counting the endless stars, who owe no shine, lighting the whole sky, I was dipping in eternity, terrified of the abyss, epitome of ecstacy, not for the death, but of the love, death issues mortality, where, love slits through the ancient pain, detaches all of nothing.
Sings the heart, tales postponed! From every window to the sun, from every confluence to estuary, from every brokenness to the feeling of newness, brave enough, to banish the timidity, weaving through the years, the air breathed, the dawn raised, the words slipped and the ways mended.
The sky began to decay from horizon and my heart's already rotten into crimson peel of an Apple plum, its scars are up- rooted to bloom along the oasis in desert of a parched tongue.
Love costs all of me, nude emotions, flawed scars, glittered metaphors, hidden behind the bitterness of my past, kissing rawness, cheering birds who carry faded stars in their talons, once festooned by that moonless night.
I thought I needed battles to win love. Until love defeated me. I thought I fell in love, until love had risen me. I thought love was blind, until the horizon undraped it's blanket. I named love, suffering, until it ripped away my soul from the bondage of formalities. I thought love is sought out, until the eternal, internal love taught me the art of holding on was just by letting go.
Oh Ghalib! I'm raising storms under my skin but I don't wish to become a catastrophe soon, I want to romanticise hope to leave behind halcyon days when love speaks of miracles and not of aches left unfolded & cocooned.
When thy love arrived, I abandoned collecting the shooting scars, oozing out was thy love, all the stars, the nights, stilled in you, became mine. ~Vanshika and Purva
A Collab with my favourite and a talented writer here @mellow_wings ❤️❤️