Amongst all the things keeping aside as to why..
Let’s live in love,
and in love let’s die.
(Originally posted on 26th oct, 2021)
Tag: deeppoetry
Interception for self..
When your heart shatters into a zillion pieces,
When it still doesn’t make any noise to the outside world,
When you can’t hear your own screams,
When you silently own every single broken piece in your existence’s hold,
Know that there will be someone who will make it easy for you;
Someone will make easy the love for you,
The love you give and their love for you,
Someone will make the life easy for you,
The way you want to live it,
doing the things you love to do,
Someone will make it easy for you to smile,
The real unfiltered blooming out of innate happiness they give to you,
And until you meet that special someone
Cherish everything that you are
Find depth in your hollowed heart
Find solace in your solitude
Find heights increasing in your strength
For living alone this way is truly an art.
(First published on 17th jan, 2021 on my other website http://www.yourchoicestlifestyle.com )
Him and I, From a wolf tribe.
A lone wolf is my spirit’s drive,
Embracing my wilderness,
Claiming my authenticity,
Silent, calm and compost and scarcely seething angry,
Working all alone,
I am sure some day I will meet the one,
Honest, righteous and success hungry,
Whose frequency matches with my vibe,
I will meet the one from my own soul tribe.
(First published on 5th March, 2020)
Misplaced..
In the grim darkness,
They dig a bore-well and the water splinters,
you see a rainbow’s spectrum whine,
“What’s so wrong in the imagery”
The droplets asked..
“You are misplaced”
Answered the sky
“You are meant to reflect
a rainbow in the sunshine.”
Love.
Love never lies,
Love is not blind..
This is a blessing,
Only one of its kind.
Dream home ❤
Not cruxed with ebony n ivory,
I want a surreal eccentric art,
Where decor with plants will suffice,
A home of people with big heart.
Miraculous tragedies is all she knows.
She stopped believing in miracles long ago,
Even if you will feel like one
She will pass by
Abruptly taking you as an illusion
In an attempt to escape
the possibility of her fears
mirrored by you.
Why not??
People destroy your life beyond repair
And then expect you to sympathize with their pity party.
Because why not?
Crocodile tears shown afterwards always have appeal.
Lightened off..
Not knowing
what’s on going
I know life wants me to keep enjoying
Every feeling
Every impulse I gain
Not wanting me to numb down
Needing me to love everything
Like, love, loss and pain
Stigmatic as I could be
About being so psychic
I know nothing like intuition now-a-days
Feeling free from that heavy load
I am stunned with the sensory relief
Though I am feeling everything
I am unburdened of intuitive grief.
HARD LESSON.
I have learnt one thing in life,
The real victim will always be dying for the truth to come out,
The culprits will always have a group to hide it behind.
I Think For All 