A poem that I had written in 2018.
Forget the mistletoe,
Let’s kiss under a cloud,
Let’s get the rain pouring
Calming the heat within
Let’s let the love speak,
without words,
out loud.
Holding the words between lips,
She said everything with eyes.
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. 😛)
Thick shields of iron rusted,
And swayed along the soft petals,
in the warm breeze of love..
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)
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)
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 )
Not made to shirk away from
or give up on the right things,
I’ll lose my mind in anger
only when I’d put it on the wrong swings.
(First published on 12th oct, 2020)
I Think For All 