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Life needs
A makeover called smiles
A hangover called joy
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Some TIME in lifetime
gives me memories in calories
for, I never burn
them and indeed
cherish the obesity
of LOVE
©varsha__ -
The closer you are
The deeper I am getting into.
©varsha__ -
Life always creates aura of twists,
inconceivable situations,
uncharted dreams,
uncontrollable emotions,
unaccepted times,
untimely moments,
uneventful outcomes,
Ironically....
Our heart travels amidst of
such entities for the so called
DESTINY..
And that's the HOPE,as a prelude
in the biopics of our lives
©varsha__ -
Realize...
and stop comparing
Coz
Self realisation of oneself is better than
anything else
varsha__ -
He started to light
our candle of love
that only encompassed me
with all deep glooms
He started to water
our plant of love
that only flowers of
fear and hurt got bloomed
He started to sing lullabies
that i could hear only woeful lyrics
He started..
And then it worsened
???
©varsha__ -
She is enigmatic
in a world of despairing enigmas,
reconstructing her mysterical powers
to vanish melancholies.
©varsha__ -
And slowly there
in a bottle of love
she took birth
being showered daily
with love ,fed with
words that slowly
turned bottle of love
to a monument of poetry
varsha_123
©varsha__ -
All my cicatrices of past
now got cured with the
future called HE
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Then:
I swimmed in his depths of love
Now:
I drowned in his depths of hatredness
©varsha__
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Travel
She follows her heart
to reach destiny.
Her mind was her map,
leading her wherever
it is pleased.
She rejuvenated her soul.
Wanderlust consumed her
and found herself
immersed in happiness.
©srihithabonagiri -
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@varsha_123
Our bond is just like a flower
soft and strong,
and the floral odour of our friendship
flourishes in an utmost way,
the blasts of bliss,care,joy
embellises our bond and
let the rays of our bond
nourish with a haze of love..Friendship
It is a spirit and it never dies.
It is like a melodious music
playlist which is
heart warming and kind .
It is the pinnacle of trust
and happiness.
It is like blossoms that needs
rays of sunshine.
All our joyful memories remains
in my heart all the time...
©srihithabonagiri -
Perhaps
My verses smell
Of petrichor;
For they flirted
With melancholic tears
To create love notes
And now
The origin of my words
Shelter in songs
That you hear
Everyday to escape
Your nightmares
©nivu_13
(the_lost_journal) -
The thought
Of Loving you
Is like
Receiving
A poem
In return
©nivu_13
(the_lost_journal) -
aryan22
220w
Keep writing
For the ink may end,
But the words won't fade.
©aryan22 -
shilpi26
205w
The palm of my verses
holds a mirror so clear
Every time I look into
them I witness my own
soul glow through the
eyes of each word
©shilpi26 -
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My feelings were
burnt with a
concomitant of
firestick.
And all the
smokies were
inked on the
paper which
later scribbled
to the infernos
of vehemences.
©srihithabonagiri -
There is no
Ctrl+Z alternative
in a keyboard of
your life.
We can't make
wrong right,
We can't make
past right,
So lay your
paces with
subtle resolutions.
©srihithabonagiri -
Memories are like
the ink stains on fingers.
We wash them off
very often, but choose
to write with the same
pen of past again and again...
©the_burning_ember
