A note

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!


 

 

 

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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Join the Muktak Community, if you are interested in writing Muktaks.

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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.———#

An Artist

 

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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

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 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

Originally written for PaxEtDolor Magazine

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