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in to the blossoming buds
behind the quivering breaths
icicles hanging from the muddy roofs
into her resurrected essence…
the crowds and commotion
spreading and yelling out loud
a child crying somewhere
lost his mothers touch…
painting the town red
chaos and death
sniggering at her back
humanity fleds…
triumph in failures
eternal hope alive
will she wake to see a day
when she flies…
dark secrets of her forlorn heart,
sobbing uncontrollably,
where her life has drifted?
the polished grooms
the little bride
looks for love everywhere…
sobbing uncontrollably,
where her life has drifted?
the little girl runs
away from people
into the jungle
amidst the rabbits…
the
pay scales discussedthe polished grooms
the little bride
looks for love everywhere…
finding her smiling
people are astounded
she looks in mirror
do i look that strange?
summer rain welcome
with hailstorms
children collect hail
their interpretation of snow..
raindrops struggling on leaves,shimmering like pearls
ruling the earth
till it bursts…
a silence in
chaos,triumph in failuresa deep acceptance
into her galactical essence…
untimely power cuts
melting in sun
ruthless sun penetrating
to break her self imposed shell…
beyond the unimaginable
lies the wreck of her
searching its lost pieces…
a life in a room
where dreams were made
and shattered too…
sweet summer sweat
dried up puddles
unkind heat brewing up
a tree shade somewhere…
singing her choirs
her reflected self
assigns much joy
to things she loves…
healing and support
fat medical books
rote learning
her niche somewhere else…
hanging on
she shall die of boredom
she better let go!!
love lost
friends lost
self found
shall suffice…
she is eternal,
unique self.
she should not forget
this benign truth…
love,happiness,bliss
namaste
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Amiya chatterjee
Deep Emotions are better expressed in the shortest spce and limited number of words. Please abbrevite yourself.
me
~ Me in the mirror, How beautiful I am!
manish badkas
Rave or Rant…or walk quietly – listening to the magnificiently orchestrated music of ur soul, a journey is a journey..so full of everything.
It gently takes us to the state of NOTHINGNESS, situated in the province of HEART where LOVE reigns supreme…
Tariq Wani
This is a wonderful piece..and not random..
It is not enough to have a good mind, the main thing is to use it well…
PS:Good ideas are all hammered out in agony by individuals..
Skywalker
Little girl..budde ho gye ho..jst kidding..mere understanding level ka write up after a long tym..u stepping into jungle..tht means d cruel selfish world, dnt wry u'll overcome all strong little gal. 🙂
Skywalker
Little girl..budde ho gye ho..jst kidding..mere understand level ka write up after a long tym..u stepping into jungle..tht means d cruel selfish world, dnt wry u'll overcome all strong little gal. 🙂
manish badkas
i adore the journey..random,though it might be from
dark secrets of her forlorn heart,
sobbing uncontrollably,
where her life has drifted?
to
the little bride
looks for love everywhere…
& then
to break her self imposed shell…
& then again to
a tree shade somewhere…
to
love lost
friends lost
self found
shall suffice…
&
still the journey is neverending…
welcome aboard…