Dear,
I ate that pear,
Shimmering inside you.
Which you nurtured
with immense love,
day by day.
I wonder !
for whom ?,
you treasured it, so safe!
Tag: relationships
Who am I ?
If all faces in the world were same.
And there were no name.
What distinguished me from thee ?
Who would me be ?
A tree, that grows tall.
Or, some beautiful waterfall.
What is my hole ?
What if, there were no soul.
But only the cells.
Would I be a lump of flesh ?
But, what if there were no body.
And I were a soul.
Who am I now ?
Who am I ?
What is my purpose?
A Catalyst
You showed me
How flowers bloomed without bitterness
The Sun rose without hatred
How thoughts could destroy human life
And expectations killed love
In my amusements to clouds and sky
You pointed out meanings of life
In my happiness with rain and rivers
You taught me to dive and come back
Because slowly I realized
I never came back and was lost
Inside rivers
Inside imaginations
Inside thoughts
Inside clouds
This is why my life had been so messy
I lived in some different world
I still do
But get electrified when I miss you
Your visions work like a catalyst
And rule my entire system !
In love of clouds
You appear like a nightmare,
The black-holes surround.
I constantly gaze and peep-out.
And wonder,
To an adult you have grown.
The gloom and the glow, you have known.
This excites me, equally.
Like an intoxicated girl.
Despair in love, Addicted to the body,
Lost inside the eyebrows of her man.
Your thunder spark the currents.
Tear the walls of my soul.
Aching like the Sun, Healing as the rain,
At the same time.
Like a mature man,
You handle everything so calmly.
Swallow all the hurdles.
And fill me with the shower of joys.
This way, you embrace my each cell.
Like its your own.
With the drops,
That extinguishes the volcanoes.
Continuously evolving inside me.
And this expands our love
Like the mystery,
Of the ever-expanding universe.
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“Dearie”
Where the words end,Silences begin
A beam of golden rays emerges within
Craving the state of “Self-consciousness”
Blowing my emptiness and mindfulness.
Whats your identity?, Where you belong?
The ancient skies pass,when you’re along
Did you rule me?, or did hypnotize?
I felt brainless,boneless and did paralyze.
Your “Concerns” of life,psyche and soul
The seeker inside me, realizes a hole
A mysterious “Dearie”, like a moving cloud
With silent “Smiles” and silences screaming loud.
Tell me!, we share the same Earth
And been seekers before & since the birth,
Human is a crap and “Mind is a trap”
I believe, it is perhaps !!!
#——–Found a “Seeker”, inside this dense forest, who talks about “Spiritualism”, psyche,mind,body and soul. The quoted words are his original ones. Thank you for being an amazing companion,until “The Sun sets”. And I badly wish ” The Sun never sets.” May be I am asking, the time to halt.———#
White-spaces
Here we are
I and me
Sitting alone at the edges, till ages
Just the air is there, to accompany
Unless we imagine, you to be.
And when we don’t
We are in complete isolation.
We often are woke-n up
By the eyes running over us.
And we get scared
And close our eyes and mind in haste
To re-start our systems with a blink
And there you are, beside us
We smile at you
And you smile back.
This is how human life runs
With few realism’s, Ruling our bodies
And few illusions,
Ruling our souls !!!
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A-lone
Even the water in the pond
Is not still
It vibrates constantly
By the waves blowing on the surface.
Even the sky so far
gets thunder-ed !
And falls as rain…..
On the Earth.
How can one be empty and alone ??
Always remember !
There is a “lone” in “alone.”
#–“Lone is “being alone”. But “alone” is not lonely, there is a “lone”, which accompanies.–#
An Artist
Pale fingers
filled with nicotine
On the white paper moved well..
Red eyes
In the imaginary world
glanced and gazed !
I wonder
How far your imaginations reach?
But they never fly over my roof
Where I stand
Each night
With a wish to feel you !!!
Come out of my dreams and imaginations.
Thank you dear Artist. Please contact me, if you ever see this !
An addiction
Your curious looks
curvy like brooks
Tossed my heart, tore me apart
Your reddened face
lips up for praise
Raised eyebrows, clear and close
Slight smile of thee
hypnotizes me
Deeper I sink in sea, never sets me free
But Remember !
You need no verbs to describe your nerves
I know
where you stand, how hard you pretend
When you gazed a star, traversed alone and far
Remember !
I am there
As long as you despair
I will wait, until you repair
Your traces and faces
Because this is no love
In my words
“An Addiction !!!”
Photography by :- Paul Militaru
Poetry by :- Isolated_girl
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Thy world of contradiction !
Words: | LIFE | WORK | REAL | SAFE | CLEAR |
Nonet (9 – 8 – 7 – 6 – 5 – 4 – 3 – 2 – 1)
Thy world of contradiction, I analyze
Leads my heart and soul to paralyze
Life real work’s to dramatize
Try safely to humanize
To romanticize
And specialize
Thy clear eyes
Till rise
& rise !!!
#Nonet #poetry
Written for :-
Weekly Writing Challenge #73
Life is all about PAIN !! 