Miraquill
I muse on
All thy memories
Within the heart
That beats inside of me
It sets out like treasuries
Oh how bonny to see!
Don't be troubled,
I've saved it all
From the sweltering summers
To the bountiful fall
The leaf you fetched
From under from the maple tree
Saved as a souvenir
Admist pages that always appease
And they'll live
alongside me
From ashes to dust
Blown Towards the sea
In them will forever be thy love
That thou showered unconditionally
Although the romance has come to an end
And its time to set the dove free
This story will incessantly be celebrated
Of our love lived so frivolously.
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116w
For oft I had wondered about sanctity ,
Of things that could behold that holiness .
And admist the shared boundaries
of our corporeal presence ,
In that escaping moment
As my eyes cut through the crowd
and my glance fell upon her,
I felt it unwind and reveal itself like an open book
There she was,
A poise silhouette;
Absorbed in a profound musing.
Gradually the yatter seemed to sink in the air ,
and the her striking aura of liberation took over.
Gazing her soul waltz and splash colors
to express a care or two
had a sense of redemption in it
As if it could unchain
every last part of my prisoned soul .
She showered the light of enlightenment :
That peace was not something external ;
It lay within.
And sanctity was nothing but a devotion
to one's art .
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vashisthinscribed
142w
On days when your mind ventures
And questions the harmony of things,
Lay down on that green turf
And gape straight up
Into the fathomless expanse
Made up of varying hue
Take a deep breath,
Gaze at the beauty
That lingers right in front of you.
Looking at you eye to eye
The unseen seeing ,
And the warm embrace
The fading ambient chirps
As you loose yourself
In that absolute solace
Watching the clouds waltz
And romanticize the world
Sky or so you may call,
the inexplicable grandeur of it all.
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Whilst the skies accoutred in purple hue,
Your eyes sinked.
Lips faintly split,
Ready to vindicate
Every hint of shame
Giving stealthy looks on my face.
You stood there, persistent;
Your faith unshook,
As I bared my scars
For you to see
Every hideous bit of my frame.
Your fingers swept all over 'em
Your eyes fixed
With such fine engrossment
As if memorizing every intricate details.
You caught the bewilderment in my look
when you entitled the grisly lines as artwork
You swaddled me in your loving arms
In a way that furnishes comfort
You sushed my protests everytime
I reminded you of my another flaw And went ahead to kiss my forehead
and praise all my faults.
The day dawned,
Cosmic elements made their presence known in the pitch black airspace
You gazed upwards
and said that I was not meant to twinkle like the stars.
Deep within I felt content
thinking that at last you endorsed
all my shame as it was meant to be
But ,
it was not long
when breaking the silence you said,
"You're the moon. One of its kind.
Wearing its patch in a see-through veil.Brightest in the night sky. And one of the most ravishing creation of nature"
In that fleeting moment, as those words parted your mouth,
I felt beautiful from every bit of myself that lay their in the arms of a person who so perfectly had mastered the art of "Loving".
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समय
समय एक केवल
चलो साथ दिल से
मिले लक्ष्य तेरा
है जग को बताता |
समय को फ़िक्र क्या
तुझे साथ चलना
वो अपनी गति में
सदा बढ़ते जाता |
बना लोगे सच्चा
यदि तुम साथी
वो निश्चित सही
फ़र्ज़ अपना निभाता |
बचा करके तुझको
सभी संकटॊ से
उचित वक़्त आने
पर सब कुछ दिलाता |
वह कहता ," छोड़ॊ भूल जाओ"
जो बीती
नहीं आने वाले
में भी है फसाता |
महज वह है कहता
चलो आज ही संग
देखो मित्रता
मैं हूँ कैसे निभाता |
कंकड़ राह में
जितने भी आते
समझ धर्म अपना
उन्हे है हटाता |
सवारे सजाये
थोड़ा थाप दे भी
वो कच्चि मिट्टी
ताप देकर पकाता |
लिये हाथ साँचे में
ढाले परखता
चुनौती भिड़ा
लौह तन को बनाता |
चले साथ जो भी
समझ करके उसको
उसे फ़र्श से अर्श
पे दे बैठाता |
समय को समझता
मुकुट सिर उसके
मिले लक्ष्य तेरा
है जग को बताता ||
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It has been a long time that we've been apart
But I know,
You'll come all the way to hear the sound of my silence.
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The people present with you at the end hold a far more notable footing in your life than the ones who were present at the beginning and then left midway.
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vashisthinscribed
176w
Just like a game
You and me
Adrenaline rush
An escape
Lost love
Astray ways
Uncertainity
Petty promised assurity
Defence weapons
Insecurity
Fragile chords
Broken
Unrepaired
Laying
Lying
Sundry emotions
None expressed
Dying
Together
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vashisthinscribed
178w
Should I
Stay with the one I love who will never love me back ?
Or
Stay with the one who loves me but can never be loved back.?
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What is poetry?
Little words put together to cover large things
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खुद को क़ाफ़िर कहती है
और मेरे लिए दुआएँ मांगती है।
मैं नहीं जानता वो मेरी कौन है
और क्या चाहती है।
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_ranu_lal_
190w
Where in the equation of our journey:
Togetherness was equal to I and you,
'I' was always a constant.
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serena_wini
214w
If i cry, it doesn't mean that I'm weak. It means that I'm strong enough to move on.
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cynically
216w
Read MoreA lingering thought halts my sharp inhaling breath of anxiety. Poured down in vials of blood, there's this tiny surge of breathlessness that brings me to my knees and compels my urge to rip my heart out off my chest. But I am unable to stop the thunder inside, I am unable to breathe under the weight of a million incomplete responsibilities.
The hope to find out more about what's going on inside this body, freezes my mind and backfires every plan I sketch. I brainstorm every situation with utmost sincerity and yearn that maybe, just maybe I will find out the sole reason behind my failures. But none, I find none of these convincing enough. And the more I think about it, I feel the void. More.
But then I see through my window, how the moon shines like a emperor in power. The stars bowing to the immense greatness, wrapped up in the delusional thought that the moon shines off its own.
Will stars ever know how deliberately the moon illuminates off the sun's light? Will they ever realise how the moon is just one of them?
I don't find anything consequential behind anything that shines. Maybe everyone else is just another moon, feeding off of others. Maybe, no one is different.
©cynically
#writersnetwork #mirakee #more...there's this tiny surge of breathlessness that brings me to my knees and compels my urge to rip my heart out of my chest...
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mismagical
217w
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