Tag: Poetry
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A Fool still in Love
Every time and again you love me, you say, I light up then, like a warm summer’s day. In the minutes that come, I am like a kid, so full of joy and having fun. That fun is so much more than you think, it is blissful, joyous, serene, cheery, sprightly, exuberant. I pop a smile…
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The Poet
Is a poet not a poet unless he is known? Or unless his name, upon the carcass of a tree, Blinding, in golden letters beautifully shone? Is he not someone, to lead with might, and raise a din of soundless voice, to address every whim in the world’s plight? It is said, ‘The pen is…
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Travelling down your memory lane
How do I begin to tell you of how I feel about you? I found you out of the blue, when I was down, thought I was through. I miss what we had, it was just months ago, and I will forever cherish that time spent, precious, before we had to go. I had no…
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Waiting
Upon that bench alone he sits, along with him sits a few misfits. Heartache and pain, coupled with unbounded love infused in his every grain. Twisting & turning, they take him about, onto a journey riddled with doubt. He knows not where, which way to turn, to rid himself of these incineration and burns. Memories…
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Reminisce
He sat on a bench all by himself, in the same garden, as before. Looking at the same blossoming buds, but not the same loneliness, t’was more. Now the evening seems quiet and dull, and the dusk has lost its touch, there are no more chirping of the birds, just lipless, unhappy smile of the…
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I miss you then
Whenever newer events arise, I miss you silently in disguise. Disguise of an empty smile, sometimes crooked, mindless all the while. When I wake to the chirping sounds, outside my window, all around. Breaking away from your dreams All I long then is to hear, your soft whispers in my ear, your gentle coaxing for…
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Fearless
For those who are sad, in despair, giving up or just disappointed and discouraged. This will help and give you strength, you might be able to relate at least a few lines to your own life. When crossroads came and I had to, I always chose the hardest of them all, they bent me in those…
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His sweetheart’s wedding
A poem told in the third perspective. A man and a woman loved each other but the woman then suddenly leaves to get married to someone else, leaving the man heartbroken, in despair and alone, breaking all the vows she made with him in the process. The woman thus, without hesitation, marries someone else as…
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Embrace
I wrote this some time back. Though the situation is very different now, the feeling was worth writing about. A warm summer’s sweet delight, closer, looking in her eyes, sitting huddled in the sand, beside the tides, earth’s heaving sighs. Passions high, entangled limbs, kisses balmier than a rose’s lips. Sunset, dusk and moonlit…
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Mine?
Oh! How exquisite are the flowers! How enthralling their smell! that wafts with the breeze. How poised is the moon! gleaming above, full with beauty, hooking the heart with such an ease. In the moonlight there stood she, a hand outstretched, lazily, towards me, a wounded battle-scarred young man which shook of terrible aches of…
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