(I’m)possible

Thick shields of iron rusted,

And swayed along the soft petals,

in the warm breeze of love..

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Dry.

Wanting to speak my mind,

with love emphatically,

here I am,

Sitting devoid of it..

Like a river lost its course

then dried up abruptly.

Warm touch.

The wind understood the delicacy of my heart,

And caressed my soul with warmth..

The right one.

When you are with the right one,

The flowers may not bloom fast,

The springs may not pour different,

The sun may not rise fast,

The moon may not look different,

But everything becomes easy.

(2nd feb, 22)

Note to self.

Don’t go back to your old ways,

Try to get out of that mud,

There is love and light for you to grow,

You are still an about to bloom bud,

Hands folded, head held high,

You have to forget your heart’s cry,

When something and someone is pure,

It is rewarded for sure,

Let the times be obscure,

You have to hear past the tumultous,

The sound of nature,

It bestows the real things the strength to endure;

Even if your heart is breaking into a billion pieces,

Just let the rivers of pain flow,

Because days and nights keep shifting,

But always after the darkness,

We feel the sunrise’s glow.

(First published on 17th Jan, 2020)

Uninhibited..

Not desiring to be compartmentalised in one category,

‘She’s her best version’

Completely Self-actualised

will be the only end of my life’s story.

(Published on 8th dec, 21)

Canny surrender.. #poem #poetry

Heart was talking relentlessly,

Mind made an espionage,

Love was stuck in the lips

Veins were boiling with lustful rage

A moment got snapped in the air, amidst

The ruthless mouth devoured my lips

An hour after hour after hour of canny surrender,

The whole room was filled with the fragrance of love n lust

and our bodies sweaty mist.


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Original publishing date: 14th june,2021)

Self-love is more crucial.

Love will drift your mind to new places

Self-love will bring you to those places.

(Written on 2nd dec,2020)

Self-worth..

I used to fit

into the tiniest box

that only had a wrapping paper looking like love,

I take up my whole space now,

the good n bad,

the clean n nasty,

and see who can fill me up with love

like oxygen somehow.

(Written on 30th oct, 2020)

Twin-flames love feels right..

We are so similar in many ways,

We can’t hurt the good ones, sometimes even the bad get the good side,

but won’t mind hurting anyone by hitting them with the truth or be distant to protect our sanity,

We have our reasons that we keep from the world,

We hide our emotions, emotions run deep but logic rules behaviour to stay away from others’ insanity,

Affectionate with the right ones, self-respect on top,

I show my sensibility to the whole world, hide my childlike nature,

You show your childlike nature to the world, hide your sensible nature,

We say what we mean and mean what we say,

straight to the point,

no mind games,

Wild at heart, mind dark and twisted,

Persona full of spark with the right ones and trusted,

Passion, anger, lust and love, the similar kind,

And that thirst for knowledge,

Must have been called wierdos by many

Who couldn’t understand,

Wanderers, unaware and not afraid of the uncertain,

Neither liking to control others, nor wanna be chained,

We just show and hide our natures differently,

Still too similar,

I think this is what is Twin Flames named.

That connection was not wrong,

That bond being natural thus right,

We are sentimental,

For understanding each-other we don’t have to fight.

I don’t care if the future is dark or bright,

I will still love you without expectations

Because I know this love is right.

(17th Jan, 2020)

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