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  • vishakhasarkar 66w

    Embroidering our verses of love
    with the beams of dawning sunshine,
    tasting the metaphors of passion
    descending from the moonlit sky
    and promising to love each other,
    for all seasons,every day and every night.

    ©vishakhasarkar

  • vishakhasarkar 69w

    Despite being bound
    by the invisible chains of universe,
    we try hard to break free and conquer it all.
    To weave our stories
    through the loom of time and space,
    to dwell on lost causes
    and make vague attempts of escape.
    We try hard,to clear the fog of future,
    unravel the mysteries of past,
    to whine about the present
    and seek closure in chaos.
    We call it the law of survival
    when feeding off the fragile
    and fearing the ferocious
    becomes the pillar
    of our mundane lives.

    We try hard,to balance the civilization
    by admonishing the uncivilized creatures,
    until eventually, we turn into one.
    Too busy painting,the home of humans
    with cosmic colours,
    we forsake to nurture the seeds of nature.
    But all it takes for the universe
    to put an end to our recklessness,
    to show us who is in control,
    is one strong catastrophic pull,
    shattering our existence
    and it's foundations,
    so much so
    that we are left wondering,
    where we went wrong !

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  • vishakhasarkar 69w

    Bit by bit
    I'm drowning
    in this quicksand of grief.
    The more I fumble,
    the more I drown
    but how long
    can I remain still,
    when no one is around ?
    everytime I call out for help,
    the eerie sounds of fate
    make my screams too faint,
    every twig and rope
    I try to hold onto,
    slips sway gracefully
    leaving me helpless
    as if I deserve this.
    Do I ?
    But what for ?
    Why wasn't I warned
    of this deathly horror
    when I began my journey,
    when I began to love ?
    Is it time ?
    for me to descent into insanity
    and never rise again,
    or should I keep struggling
    till a hand comes
    and pulls me out ?

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  • vishakhasarkar 70w

    The songs that I used to love,
    I don't love them anymore,
    they made me happy once
    but now they make me sore.
    They bring back memories
    and along come the tears,
    for those are the memories
    we created over the years.
    I fear listening to the lyrics,
    lyrics that remind me of you,
    just a thought of hearing one
    turns my core pale and blue.
    My favourite music is gone
    gone is my favourite person,
    life takes more than we think
    I have learnt this hard lesson.
    But I still hope that someday,
    the fear of pain will fade away,
    surviving storms with a smile
    is the true victory as they say.

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  • vishakhasarkar 70w

    So many relationships end due to caste discrimination,societal stigmas and family conflicts. I have tried to express the pain they go through when they plead their families and the society to accept their love as if they've committed a sin,they are separated by unkind and hateful people on ridiculous grounds and their love that could have been a perfect love story,is murdered to death.

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    On the cliff of fate,they stood apart,
    to bid goodbye with a heavy heart,
    a static emptiness spread in the air,
    for an end this tragic,seemed unfair.

    The memories within,began to churn,
    each breath felt like an acute burn,
    such was the heat of a love too pure,
    a love that in this world,was insecure.

    Atrocious norms and scornful eyes,
    confined love to a prison of prejudice,
    familiar faces became ironclad cuffs,
    crushing two souls for all their rebuffs.

    To free each other of the dreadful pain,
    two lovers selflessly struggled in vain,
    but too heartless to make an amend,
    the world led their love to a dead end.

    Savouring their last moment together,
    they now look lovingly at each other,
    holding back their tears gracelessly,
    battling the inner pain breathlessly.

    A wave of regret had wafted in the sky,
    inclined to haunt them until they die,
    but in that sky,they rung a wind chime,
    a promise to unite in another lifetime.

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  • vishakhasarkar 70w

    All it takes for my restless heart
    to feel calm,is a glimpse of you.
    But you choose to make me wait,
    to dip in and out of the clouds
    in the star sequined sky,
    spilling golden white beams
    that glide through the quiet darkness
    and tantalize all your admirers.

    I know your beauty is unmatched
    and so are your whimsical ways.
    You embark on an endeavour
    to upstage the sun's greatness
    and claim the night like a queen.
    But oh your highness,don't take too long,
    reveal your radiant curves before dawn
    for my dreams are at stake !

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  • vishakhasarkar 71w

    If I ever get lost,
    if you care enough to find me,
    in lieu of scanning
    the teeming urban thoroughfares
    or the chaotic concourses,
    the apparel corners
    or the taverns illuminated
    with spotlights,
    look for me on the beaches where
    the waves transcend their limits,
    or the countryside where
    the moon is perfectly tranquil,
    the prairies under starry sky where
    night flowers also twinkle
    or the sequestered rooftops where
    cities resemble a cluster of fireflies.
    And when you find me,
    I shall reveal to you then
    that while I was lost,
    I found myself another home
    a home amidst nature,
    where it wouldn't hurt you
    to stay a little longer with me.

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  • vishakhasarkar 72w

    Rained heavily today,
    the sky and my soul.
    Water drops cascaded
    from the clouds and my eyes
    uncontrollably,
    but somehow blended
    while slithering down
    my cold and sombre cheeks.

    The rumbling thunder
    overlapped my faint whimpers,
    the soil beneath my feet
    felt messy and so did
    my fatigued heart,
    hefty chilly winds blew down
    my painful memories
    along with the feeble trees.

    And when the pouring stopped
    from both sources,inadvertently,
    the sky cleared,
    went back to it's usual blue,
    my soul felt lighter,not yet liberated
    but so far so good.
    I looked up with a strange comfort
    and trace of gratitude in my eyes,
    for the first time in life,
    I wasn't told to wipe my tears,
    for the first time in life,
    I hadn't cried alone.

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  • vishakhasarkar 72w

    Long gone are the days,
    when she resided
    in the alcove of darkness,
    cold and paranoid,
    wrapped in dust of fear.

    She smells of sunshine now,
    a deep golden scent,
    pure and warm,
    making the butterflies tipsy
    and the sunflowers jealous.

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  • vishakhasarkar 72w

    For the only way to know the life after death is to die.

    @vijay_rangvani @psychosammyr @eyyy_heresy @prose_of_soul @hiddenattic

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    I often wonder
    about what happens,
    when mortal bodies die and
    their immortal souls are set free.

    Even though humans have a penchant
    for making ambiguous conjectures,
    what do we really know ?
    what lies beyond
    those catacombs of death ?

    Maybe the souls roam around
    on earth,amidst us,
    emitting eerie,sinister sirens,
    scaring and prompting humans,
    to believe in ghost stories.

    Maybe there's a realm where they live,
    harnessing and exuding
    belligerent magic,further turning
    into mythical creatures
    we still aren't aware of.

    Maybe there exists a portal
    unrevealed to our eyes
    that connects their realm to ours,
    granting them the privilege
    to peek into the lives of loved ones.

    Maybe they transmute into stars
    gleaming and beautifying,
    the dusty haze of night
    or maybe they just really pay heed
    to our mounrful prayers
    and choose to rest in peace.

    But all my curiosities eradicate,
    when the answer I seek,
    seeks back a sacrifice,
    the sacrifice of my life !

    ©vishakhasarkar