Simplified

PC-Preet (Clicked in 2019)

What can you do with your lips

is as versatile as your imagination….. ❤

Bond

Written in 2019. Sharing it out of context. 🙂

STAY AWAKE

A poem that I had written in 2018.

Luck?

Is it a once in a million chance,

That you love who loves you back?

(27 Dec, 2021)

Be my guest.

Photo by Susanne Jutzeler, suju-foto on Pexels.com

And if the world feels absurd,

And if the burden feels too heavy on your mind,

And if you ever want peace and a cozy cuddle, ever,

Just know that I am here,

Be my guest forever.

(This is for my future partner, who is undecided yet. I am just into writing romantic stuff. I won’t clear this out ever again. 😛)

Perspective.

Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com

Not the darkness in the sky,

I notice the silver lining..

Not tremble from the might of the thunder,

It’s sparking lightening rejuvenates me, I don’t lie..

Not the doom,

I feel it’s another way of love by nature..

Not the clouds,

I see the luscious blue velvet sheet spread over the sky.

(24th Nov, 2021)

THAT GIRL

A girl loving and liking
only the dunken dough-nut, waffles and malt,
Knowing the nature of world odd and snide,
Found comfort in things that never came to halt,
Having a kind, gentle and childlike heart,
She remembered each action of others,
Having deep emotions and sentivity being her nature’s part,
In the era of liking for materialistic possessions,
She was fond of, an admirer of, art
Alpines, trees, snow-flakes, waters, jungles, birds,
animals not put in a cage or cart,
She loved the poetry of nature
Yet aiming, for her goals keenly, with a surreal dart.

She had the innocence to dream like cyndrella,
Waiting for her prince charming,
but she got many a fake of princes
that made her senses more alarming.
Unlike the story of romeo n juliet,
She loved yet did not get the same in return,
which made her emotions, deep in her psyche churn,
She already had the wounds of the past
but they made them even more burn.

There came the king,
There came the silent lover,
There came someone with an obsession,
There came someone with power,
Though they lied n tried,
showed her their gullible pride,
But always her inner voice became her guide.

‘You can’t mess with a girl like that’
was her love song for whole of her life,
All she wanted was to be, for once,
one’s best friend and lover,
not to take up her burdens,
but to stay present with her in her strife.

(16th Nov, 2019)

Warm touch.

The wind understood the delicacy of my heart,

And caressed my soul with warmth..

WHY SHE HAS TO STAND TALL

Why she has to stand tall,

She has learnt it the hard way.

She knows no tireness,

She knows no emotions,

She knows no relations,

She knows no remorse,

is all they think or say.

They see the obvious no doubt,

She chooses to show this side,

How indignant she felt at their thoughts,

She mostly chose to hide.

The times she showed remorse,

It was swayed with jestly innuendo;

The times she showed any emotion,

It was numbed with somebody else’s illusive emo-crescendo;

The times she showed tireness,

She was deemed to not rest but grind;

The times she valued relations,

She only got disappointments and no one of her kind.

(22nd nov, 2019)

Healing.

I am a hard pill to swallow,

just like naked truth

you can feel,

but I have seen people not offended by it

The people who are willing to heal.

(6th dec,2021)

%d bloggers like this: