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

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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

Galaxy (Micro poetry)

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Soulmates (Micro poetry)

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Writer’s block

“Biting my truant pen, beating myself for spite:
“Fool!” said my muse to me, “look in thy heart, and write.”
― Philip Sidney, Astrophel and Stella

When you hit a wall
a big wall;
which breaks your convictions
and shatters it all
that big wall of
angst, pain, and insecurity
which mocks your artist
and its withering creativity

The language of love

Speak with the language of love.
–Rumi

The language of love
needs no words, no script
it flows from my heart to yours 
with no gates or doors;
I can feel the vibe in the air
I can feel the love
in my veins
as it flows;

Split wide open

I’m split wide open
for you to see
my soul is sliced in half
for you to
scrape pieces of me

Bewildered

His chubby looks
and a heart
brimming with love
he wants to share
his treats with
anyone he could

Try “Love” once

Try something new in the month of Love.

They say you are hopelessly romantic
nothing can come out of all this waiting
waiting for a glance or a passing touch
They say bare your heart and soul
bare it all
if you want the love to come your way
at all

Brotherhood

“We must live together as brothers or perish together as fools.” 
― Martin Luther King Jr.

We are all broken, crumbled
rounded again
made from the same clay
caked and baked in the same
unforgiving oven

Inkling

Do you have the inkling
the faintest of the idea
how even the silhouette
of your warm heart
wrapped around my
cold frigid soul
can instantly warm and thaws
my frozen feelings
lying in the eternal slumber
for a million years
to the core

Fluff

Oh! Now I see an elephant

moving his trunk gallantly around;

Walking in his own stride

Time’s up

“I am small.

So are stars from a distance. It’s all a matter of perspective.”
― C. Kennedy, Slaying Isidore’s Dragons

Accusations,
I have heard many
insults you have hurled
some
You have unbirth
many excuses to
hide under
the veil of your
mistakes and
and then some;

Old shoes

“Death leaves a heartache no one can heal, love leaves a memory no one can steal.
—From an Irish headstone”

Lying on the top shelf
covered with layers of time
still, has their character
carrying their worries
from moments of time

Man-The Imperfectionist

We are so perfect about managing our imperfections

Watching them grow every day

Making sure that they have been cared properly

Mirror

People say eyes are the mirror to your soul.You get the clarity of thoughts and emotions if you look deeply into someone’s eyes. It stores all the hurt, pain, joy, ecstasy you have experienced all your life. But still, you spend your whole life surrounded by people around you who don’t have any clue what going on inside you. Sometimes we wish for a such a mirror to exist which can reflect people true intentions and emotions and sometimes you just wanna hide.

Eyes my faithful mirror
Heart is a bleeding art
Dancing through this dance called life
Got so many scratches ..torn apart

Expect

“To wish was to hope, and to hope was to expect”
― Jane Austen, Sense and Sensibility

Behind a closed door
Inside a long beautiful veil
After a long wait
a glimpse of him
through that passing train
 

The heart knows

Have you ever try to fool your own heart? Sometimes we do.Sometimes we try to distract us from the sad truths of life. Sometimes we utter white lies to ourselves so we can ease our existence in this chaotic world. But you know, the heart knows.

It knows everything.

You cannot fill the gap of an empty heart with the feelings of fulfillment and abundance;
The heart knows how it feels.
You cannot fool the heart with treats and surprises;
The heart knows all our tricks.

What is a poem?

What is a poem? I call them little bits of creativity scattered here and there in your mind. Hiding, waiting to be discovered, waiting to take shape in form of words.Every time you trace the path, it changes its shape.Taking new twists and turns, it gives an entirely new meaning to the emotions stored in there.

A Poem as I call it, a complex emotion in a compressed manner.

A Poem is like a walk
A walk inside my mind
In all its nooks and crannies
where I’m storing the sunshine

Coincidence

Born a thousand miles apart;

breathing a  different world;

unaware of your existence;

a million lives apart.

How to be a child again?

Clear your heart of all the damning thoughts

Wipe your mind of all the sad memories;

Clean up your life all of the bad experience;

Demons

So, how much control you have on your feelings? You think you have mastered your desires and the no temptation can stir your soul.You think you have tamed the demons inside you. Wait and watch till the next temptation shows up.
Wait till the demon shows up.

So you think you are the master of your desires

So you think you can tame the fire

Mirage

 

I’m almost there

dragging my feet

pushing myself to the limit

almost running out of breath

breathless and panting

Witty

They say I'm witty

My laughs can fill an empty space

and my smiles can be a cure

I can giggle my way through an uneasy path

and crack people up in any way I start
 

The Circle

From the stars we came, and to the stars we return.
― Jack Campbell, Relentless

Yes this could be the truth
The moment you are waiting for
The quest for life
The unveiling we all been waiting for

You wait for this to happen
To happen all your life
Heart has been pounding
Ears listening to the drumroll

Dream

A bridge across forever
An unending dream
An endless walk on the beach
Uncanny sun on your face

Stay Beautiful

Stay beautiful
stay beautiful my heart
You have lots to learn and lots to forgot
Days will come and fill you with love
Emotions will make you happy
And people will crush

Making of a lover

With your kohl-lined eyes

staring at me

giving me those

tantalizing looks

that lovers only give