Attention

“Any man who can drive safely while kissing a pretty girl is simply not giving the kiss the attention it deserves.”― Albert Einstein

Oh! the things I would do

to make you see my way

I’ll be calm as a pacing river

flowing gently towards its

known fate,

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Putty

“Even the most
beautiful
of the stars
are taken
for granted
night after
night.”
― Veronika Jensen

My heart is 

broken,

smashed,

squelched

countless

times

broken,

shattered,

splintered 

in million pieces

it has suffered enough

no amount of assurance 

and a lesson in life 

can keep it 

from 

shredding,

tearing,

breaking

How do you survive?

Memories

Soft murmurs in my soul

those fleeting whispers

which drowns the cacophony

of my tumultuous mind

a break, rip and a tear

here and there

and emotions come flying

out like the caged birds,

Immigrant (Micro poetry)

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Live life to the fullest

“One clear moment, one of trance 
One missed step, one perfect dance 
One missed shot, one and only chance 
Life is all…but one fleeting glance.” 
― Sanober Khan

Oh there it goes

fleetingly,

swimmingly,

gently,

Autumn-Takes away a piece of me

I stand here

barren,

naked,

those leaves on me

keeping up the

decked up pretenses

trying to satiate my

inconsolable heart

not to lose hope

and lose that spark

Vintage

“Take it from glass,
take it from goblet,
else take it from my eyes,
the intoxication, you will never come out from”
― Mirza Sharafat Hussain Beigh

Distilled

to the perfection

savored for all the

good

worthy

joyous

moments

only to be paired with

the best

life has to offer

Question

“The only real conflict you will ever have in your life won’t be with others, but with yourself.”

― Shannon L. Alder

Everyone,
everyone around me has the same prying eyes
the same question,
looming over their heads
for the eternal time

They are always in awe of me
how I have kept the held high
broken and crumbled
after the heartbreak
but still soaring in the sky

Sojourn

I’m picking scabs

pieces,

leftovers,

little-little tiny pieces

stuck here and there

slipped and

stuck between the cracks

trying hard to get to them

using my bony fingers, knuckles and

what not,

Why I breathe? ( Micro poetry)

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Perfect Storm

“With a tide rising in your heart
and a gale rushing in mine,
we brewed a 
perfect storm together”
–Megha Sood

Our wild emotions were brewing
slowly and surely
simmering and rising to the surface
ready to be spilled
poured out of our hearts
where it was becoming
a fruitless task
to keep us apart

Lesson

Let me sing it back to you
the serenade
how it travels far and wide in the
strange lands till you hear
it’s an echo of your lonely heart

Proof

 

I have read the fairy tales and
stories of love
for time eternal
they are as true as they come
if I could only believe
the prince charming for real

Journey-A Question

“No man ever steps in the same river twice, for it’s not the same river and he’s not the same man.”
― Heraclitus

A grandeur of illusion

a miracle of sorts

trailblazing your dreams

and circling and creating

that swirls in your eyes

Inspiration (Micro poetry)

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Inflammable

 

Those fleeting glances

those eye contact

never bothered me

there were many

‘Que sera, sera’

“What would come, would come…and you would have to meet it, when it did.”
― J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire

I would have moved mountains for you

I would have plucked all the stars

to line up

on the freckles on your face

Fleeting romance

“The very essence of romance is uncertainty.”
― Oscar Wilde

Oh! how fleeting it was

how softly it made me blush

left my heart

feeling so sanguine

a feathered touch

My Salvation

 

As I dance till my feet bleed
the sweat pour out of my body
as tears of my soul
I dance till I drop dead

His Name (Micro poetry)

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Question (Micro poetry)

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Sustenance(Micro poetry)

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Inefficient

I fail miserably to guard my self

my heart

my emotions

my eyes

which gives away

every single feeling

every moment

I spent;

Old habits

I got too close to you

I was drawn towards you

like a moth to a flame

Complete

“When you left, 
poetry visited me.” 
― Kamand Kojouri

When you walked through that door

slammed shut and

leaving me alone

and as I walk towards my home

Galaxy (Micro poetry)

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Soulmates (Micro poetry)

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Journey

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