#review
#jessica
#poem
I will love till I remember everything I give is going to come back.
Every time I love,
I remember I am feeling all that essence.
No matter we don't talk,
I just close my eyes and feel your presence..
I know we don't have that official love affiliation,
But inside I want to have a good liaison.
I am so much in love that I start visualising...
"What will happen when we meet?
I will have no words how will I greet!"
There is all this story I have to keep in my arms..
I have my pen and paper that gives me a chance.
It does not remain the same,
The story is now changed.
Today I have no happy
feelings to be framed.
Only a sad love story written above my name.
No love is left between us it seems,
Still I know you love me and that is what it means..
I don't know whether it's right or wrong,
But I will love till I ain't gone
I want to repeat, loving and writing is what special I have.
I will write lovely till I remember everything I give's gonna come back.
-jessica Vishwakarma
#jessica
#poem
I will love till I remember everything I give is going to come back.
Every time I love,
I remember I am feeling all that essence.
No matter we don't talk,
I just close my eyes and feel your presence..
I know we don't have that official love affiliation,
But inside I want to have a good liaison.
I am so much in love that I start visualising...
"What will happen when we meet?
I will have no words how will I greet!"
There is all this story I have to keep in my arms..
I have my pen and paper that gives me a chance.
It does not remain the same,
The story is now changed.
Today I have no happy
feelings to be framed.
Only a sad love story written above my name.
No love is left between us it seems,
Still I know you love me and that is what it means..
I don't know whether it's right or wrong,
But I will love till I ain't gone
I want to repeat, loving and writing is what special I have.
I will write lovely till I remember everything I give's gonna come back.
-jessica Vishwakarma
Betrayal
She was love of my life
I thought so
Love was sweet
no wonder I got a new visual of life
Felt good! World seemed colourful.
Lyrics of all the love songs I heard
Started making sense.
Love became addiction
Worse than dope.
friends were ignored
Family was forgotten.
weight of the wallet got low than my self esteem
At her feet.
Money and my time
Raced to extinction.
You weren't good enough for me..
she said again and again and again
she needed her space.
I had lots in my heart. Still not enough!
"Let's break up" she said
Too tired to beg. Too hard to accept.
My Beading eyes searched for my pal
He was there. He was there.
There he stood. Smiling
Oh my friend!
I needed his shoulders.
The very shoulders
She was holding with joy..
Turning back without a word
I had all the time in the world
Though too tired to walk.
My mind raced to find out.
Whose betrayal cuts too deep?
So called friend or
Soul sucking fiance.
#poetry
#review
#sanjaik
She was love of my life
I thought so
Love was sweet
no wonder I got a new visual of life
Felt good! World seemed colourful.
Lyrics of all the love songs I heard
Started making sense.
Love became addiction
Worse than dope.
friends were ignored
Family was forgotten.
weight of the wallet got low than my self esteem
At her feet.
Money and my time
Raced to extinction.
You weren't good enough for me..
she said again and again and again
she needed her space.
I had lots in my heart. Still not enough!
"Let's break up" she said
Too tired to beg. Too hard to accept.
My Beading eyes searched for my pal
He was there. He was there.
There he stood. Smiling
Oh my friend!
I needed his shoulders.
The very shoulders
She was holding with joy..
Turning back without a word
I had all the time in the world
Though too tired to walk.
My mind raced to find out.
Whose betrayal cuts too deep?
So called friend or
Soul sucking fiance.
#poetry
#review
#sanjaik
#review
#poem
#waiting
WaitWait
It was a winter then, when we spoke.. Words that were truth, pure as snow..
Spring is here now as I woke.. Silence amidst just like the wind it flows..
Time passes like a sand from hand... And it's been a desert long..
Days and nights and month ends.. Must've missed the few as I counted wrong..
But your presence is like that chill breeze..
That one could feel in the summer's eve..
Leave me calm and free and my heart's at ease..
And I'll live it again and this is what I believe..
#poem
#waiting
WaitWait
It was a winter then, when we spoke.. Words that were truth, pure as snow..
Spring is here now as I woke.. Silence amidst just like the wind it flows..
Time passes like a sand from hand... And it's been a desert long..
Days and nights and month ends.. Must've missed the few as I counted wrong..
But your presence is like that chill breeze..
That one could feel in the summer's eve..
Leave me calm and free and my heart's at ease..
And I'll live it again and this is what I believe..
#review
#quote
#thoughts
Is it a balance game of some sort?
Why one has to cry for other to smile?
Why can't everyone around me be happy?
While I'm all laugh, why someone's having a break down?
Why we smile when it's just a lie?
Why nothing's simple which lies in a plain sight?
For the happiness does someone really has to pay the price?
#quote
#thoughts
Is it a balance game of some sort?
Why one has to cry for other to smile?
Why can't everyone around me be happy?
While I'm all laugh, why someone's having a break down?
Why we smile when it's just a lie?
Why nothing's simple which lies in a plain sight?
For the happiness does someone really has to pay the price?
#review
#poem #ashes
Ocean of Burning Sand.
Across the still waters, a fleet of boat;
broken are the oars broken are the men ,
A feeling settles and sinks in the heart
a little ray of hope din't make it to the dark den ,
Every times the scotch mist drizzles on the skin,
sad are the bleeding heart waiting for the sun again .
Bring me back the rustic scent of those days, my heart longs every now and then.
The satin sand slips from the fist , makes the noise so crisp and warm ,
The droplets set to make their way graze the hazel eyes, hiding inside is a roaring storm ,
Time has come , time has come , says the racing heart,
Its time to walk ahead and do what is your part.
What good are the goodbye's that rips the old oak from her soul apart.
Its a stained shroud and a trembling hands and the lone humdrum starts.
The singing sand whistles through the dunes , scorching sea and burning fumes.
There walks a tender pair , burning are the feet against all odds and the blazing heat..
The solace lost and found in strings it's a world full words and a scar that stings.
Alone in the crowd is the journey planned the screaming silence and a ocean of burning sand.. Ashes
#poem #ashes
Ocean of Burning Sand.
Across the still waters, a fleet of boat;
broken are the oars broken are the men ,
A feeling settles and sinks in the heart
a little ray of hope din't make it to the dark den ,
Every times the scotch mist drizzles on the skin,
sad are the bleeding heart waiting for the sun again .
Bring me back the rustic scent of those days, my heart longs every now and then.
The satin sand slips from the fist , makes the noise so crisp and warm ,
The droplets set to make their way graze the hazel eyes, hiding inside is a roaring storm ,
Time has come , time has come , says the racing heart,
Its time to walk ahead and do what is your part.
What good are the goodbye's that rips the old oak from her soul apart.
Its a stained shroud and a trembling hands and the lone humdrum starts.
The singing sand whistles through the dunes , scorching sea and burning fumes.
There walks a tender pair , burning are the feet against all odds and the blazing heat..
The solace lost and found in strings it's a world full words and a scar that stings.
Alone in the crowd is the journey planned the screaming silence and a ocean of burning sand.. Ashes
#review #poem #ashes
Memories
Memories , some burst of colours, some very define, some pale and faint.
Spaced in the time and reality there is no time for a re-visit or a retouch of paint .
These pictures tell you who you are and the journey that made “you” today .
Your picture in some one’s mind and heart may bring a smile and make it a day.
Options are many, you could be a soul remembered for ages to come and go
For you have brought in the joy of sharing and bringing smile where ever you go
Or you crumbled the paper, tore it apart too hard to be undone
One day you are gone and your memories are timbered , choose care fully which one.
...Ashes
Memories
Memories , some burst of colours, some very define, some pale and faint.
Spaced in the time and reality there is no time for a re-visit or a retouch of paint .
These pictures tell you who you are and the journey that made “you” today .
Your picture in some one’s mind and heart may bring a smile and make it a day.
Options are many, you could be a soul remembered for ages to come and go
For you have brought in the joy of sharing and bringing smile where ever you go
Or you crumbled the paper, tore it apart too hard to be undone
One day you are gone and your memories are timbered , choose care fully which one.
...Ashes
#review
#song
Don't Deserve A FixDon't Deserve A Fix
Ever young memories starts to fade,
Silver lining of my clouds is in black shade,
And no matter what I do I can't change,
Don't give me all of your time,
Every passing second is a waste,
Maybe I don't deserve a fix..
Leave me with my broken pieces,
That's all how I wanna be,
Maybe I don't deserve a fix..
#song
Don't Deserve A FixDon't Deserve A Fix
Ever young memories starts to fade,
Silver lining of my clouds is in black shade,
And no matter what I do I can't change,
Don't give me all of your time,
Every passing second is a waste,
Maybe I don't deserve a fix..
Leave me with my broken pieces,
That's all how I wanna be,
Maybe I don't deserve a fix..
#review
#shortpoem
ONE
One who has been left alone,
One who has been broken,
Looking for the sign of peace,
Wishing for the love.
One amidst the war,
One with the weight on his shoulder,
Looking for the sign of peace,
Wishing for the dove.
#shortpoem
ONE
One who has been left alone,
One who has been broken,
Looking for the sign of peace,
Wishing for the love.
One amidst the war,
One with the weight on his shoulder,
Looking for the sign of peace,
Wishing for the dove.
#review
#lyrics
#thoughts
Can see it in your eyes,
When you're fallen to deep..
Even brightest of light,
Can't take away the darkness it keep...
Can see it in your smile,
Broken like the promises and dreams...
The pictures in your minds,
Took suffering to the extremes...
And when you're all alone,You feel like home..
Cause you've got few pieces to hold on to..
When all the world seems to be against you..
I'll give u the cover, I'll save you from demons
I know it's broken...
And I'll mend your heart..
#lyrics
#thoughts
Can see it in your eyes,
When you're fallen to deep..
Even brightest of light,
Can't take away the darkness it keep...
Can see it in your smile,
Broken like the promises and dreams...
The pictures in your minds,
Took suffering to the extremes...
And when you're all alone,You feel like home..
Cause you've got few pieces to hold on to..
When all the world seems to be against you..
I'll give u the cover, I'll save you from demons
I know it's broken...
And I'll mend your heart..
I'm afraid of the little things left unsaid
before they pile up tall enough to suffocate
Say.. Don't you think we should talk it out instead?
I'm afraid of the subtle derision in your eyes sometimes
I'm afraid of the turbulent indecision in your lies sometimes
Before it's too late for regrets, let's keep no more secrets
and yet
I'm afraid of the truth, the confirmation of my conclusion at the same time
I'm afraid of the death of 'us'
I'm afraid I'll have no choice
but to let go
it terrifies me
And yet
I must know
I'm afraid to accept the abandonment again
you knew my past, so why then??
I'm afraid of lying alone in the bed
fading away in the dark
reminiscing the moments we had
I'm afraid of spending my life alone and sad
Your words don't scare me
It's the things left unsaid
So..
Before the void of doubt devours me whole
Say..
Don't you think we should talk instead??
#AwaraAmber
#review #poem
(poured my heart out, if you've ever been through this.. Hope this speaks to you)
before they pile up tall enough to suffocate
Say.. Don't you think we should talk it out instead?
I'm afraid of the subtle derision in your eyes sometimes
I'm afraid of the turbulent indecision in your lies sometimes
Before it's too late for regrets, let's keep no more secrets
and yet
I'm afraid of the truth, the confirmation of my conclusion at the same time
I'm afraid of the death of 'us'
I'm afraid I'll have no choice
but to let go
it terrifies me
And yet
I must know
I'm afraid to accept the abandonment again
you knew my past, so why then??
I'm afraid of lying alone in the bed
fading away in the dark
reminiscing the moments we had
I'm afraid of spending my life alone and sad
Your words don't scare me
It's the things left unsaid
So..
Before the void of doubt devours me whole
Say..
Don't you think we should talk instead??
#AwaraAmber
#review #poem
(poured my heart out, if you've ever been through this.. Hope this speaks to you)
#microtale
#Aarushi
#review
It seemed as though something, or rather, someone, was running towards me, as if running through the red and yellow hued sunset.
The being came nearer....
It was him! Cerberus, my pet cum best friend, named after the three-headed dog from hell, after two months, that too on the same day the last close family member of mine died a mysterious death.
But he was different now, his eyes, earlier a mesmerizing mix of blue and grey, were now darker than the blackest night. His fur seemed to have a tinge of the colors of fire, red and yellow.
Yes, something had changed, but he is back.
#Aarushi
#review
It seemed as though something, or rather, someone, was running towards me, as if running through the red and yellow hued sunset.
The being came nearer....
It was him! Cerberus, my pet cum best friend, named after the three-headed dog from hell, after two months, that too on the same day the last close family member of mine died a mysterious death.
But he was different now, his eyes, earlier a mesmerizing mix of blue and grey, were now darker than the blackest night. His fur seemed to have a tinge of the colors of fire, red and yellow.
Yes, something had changed, but he is back.