My beach
I feel the waves blue,
my eyes closed to feel your hues,
to reminisce your essence.
You hold the sea still,
In the depth of your eyes,
In your hallow voice.
Just like the shells on your palm,
Glittering dimly to the sun,
Shelters the sound of the shore.
I miss the haziness of you,
Your expression intentionally exposed,
And your spontaneous emotional flows.
You are the sea that inspires me,
To look up at your vast horizons,
Hoping for our subliming souls to unite.
©Pakhi
30.12. 2020
#poetry #pm #review
I feel the waves blue,
my eyes closed to feel your hues,
to reminisce your essence.
You hold the sea still,
In the depth of your eyes,
In your hallow voice.
Just like the shells on your palm,
Glittering dimly to the sun,
Shelters the sound of the shore.
I miss the haziness of you,
Your expression intentionally exposed,
And your spontaneous emotional flows.
You are the sea that inspires me,
To look up at your vast horizons,
Hoping for our subliming souls to unite.
©Pakhi
30.12. 2020
#poetry #pm #review
Hey love,
I don't know how to start this letter. We both are together since years but still it feels like we haven't started yet. We haven't started hugging each other in hard times, kissing each other in good times. We haven't started those late night walks we planned to have everyday, hand in hand. We haven't started to wake each other each morning with sweet packs on the cheeks.
Even without starting, our love feels so old. Like an old picture that makes you relive your past. Like an old page full of scribbles on the last page of your school notebook that makes you laugh. Or old like those embarrassing paragraphs in your diary.
Our love is so unique. It's not full of experiences, but only feelings. Feelings that are so warm and beautiful. You're far, yet so close. Our love hasn't started, yet so old.
Hope we meet soon, so that I could hold your hand and look into your eyes when I tell you that I love you.
Goodbye (please imagine me waving at you with a big smile on my face)
#review
#mans
I don't know how to start this letter. We both are together since years but still it feels like we haven't started yet. We haven't started hugging each other in hard times, kissing each other in good times. We haven't started those late night walks we planned to have everyday, hand in hand. We haven't started to wake each other each morning with sweet packs on the cheeks.
Even without starting, our love feels so old. Like an old picture that makes you relive your past. Like an old page full of scribbles on the last page of your school notebook that makes you laugh. Or old like those embarrassing paragraphs in your diary.
Our love is so unique. It's not full of experiences, but only feelings. Feelings that are so warm and beautiful. You're far, yet so close. Our love hasn't started, yet so old.
Hope we meet soon, so that I could hold your hand and look into your eyes when I tell you that I love you.
Goodbye (please imagine me waving at you with a big smile on my face)
#review
#mans
CHRISTMAS STAR
It's the forthcoming twilight,
And now shines the Christmas star.
The sky a mystic place for distant lovers,
Here watch them reunite, the two worlds.
Witness the brief meeting,
The ringed celestial being embracing,
Wrapping her beloved cloud giant warm.
Merrily on a wintery night greeting Christmas Eve, a kiss they wish to have.
Whispering goodness as they slip past, Achingly parting to meet yet again but two decades apart.
25.12.2020
©Pakhi
#review #poetry #pm
It's the forthcoming twilight,
And now shines the Christmas star.
The sky a mystic place for distant lovers,
Here watch them reunite, the two worlds.
Witness the brief meeting,
The ringed celestial being embracing,
Wrapping her beloved cloud giant warm.
Merrily on a wintery night greeting Christmas Eve, a kiss they wish to have.
Whispering goodness as they slip past, Achingly parting to meet yet again but two decades apart.
25.12.2020
©Pakhi
#review #poetry #pm
CHRISTMAS STAR
It's the forthcoming twilight,
And now shines the Christmas star.
The sky a mystic place for distant lovers,
Here watch them reunite, the two worlds.
Witness the brief meeting,
The ringed celestial being embracing,
Wrapping her beloved cloud giant warm.
Merrily on a wintery night greeting Christmas Eve, a kiss they wish to have.
Whispering goodness as they slip past, Achingly parting to meet yet again but two decades apart.
25.12.2020
©Pakhi
#review #poetry #pm
It's the forthcoming twilight,
And now shines the Christmas star.
The sky a mystic place for distant lovers,
Here watch them reunite, the two worlds.
Witness the brief meeting,
The ringed celestial being embracing,
Wrapping her beloved cloud giant warm.
Merrily on a wintery night greeting Christmas Eve, a kiss they wish to have.
Whispering goodness as they slip past, Achingly parting to meet yet again but two decades apart.
25.12.2020
©Pakhi
#review #poetry #pm
It's 4am-
It's so dark and lonely
And my room feels so small
It's 4 am I try to escape from thoughts
But there is nothing left at all
All the good things I think about
And the safe places I go around
They all are filled with you now
And now I'm sleeping on the cold ground
My warm blanket suffocates
And the pillows are wet from crying
The cold floor let me feel alive
But it still feels like I'm dying
I'm wearing your sweatshirt
And now using your teddy as a pillow
Your thoughts are strong wind
And my heart bend like a Willow
There is too much to say
And too much to talk about
But it's all echoing in my head
And I'm on the floor in my close room and nowhere to shout.
#review #vinash
It's so dark and lonely
And my room feels so small
It's 4 am I try to escape from thoughts
But there is nothing left at all
All the good things I think about
And the safe places I go around
They all are filled with you now
And now I'm sleeping on the cold ground
My warm blanket suffocates
And the pillows are wet from crying
The cold floor let me feel alive
But it still feels like I'm dying
I'm wearing your sweatshirt
And now using your teddy as a pillow
Your thoughts are strong wind
And my heart bend like a Willow
There is too much to say
And too much to talk about
But it's all echoing in my head
And I'm on the floor in my close room and nowhere to shout.
#review #vinash
Lights.......all around me.
Blue, green, yellow.....all sort of lights.
So bright that they make me blind.
They befool me into some kind of happiness.
They Make the world..........oh so luminous.
A place so adorable just behind me.
That's a temple........now i see.
The festival's gone... and so the lights will.
Once again dark.......dark enough, so to kill.
They are a delusion, they remain so.
I've felt it all my life, again i go.
Feel caged.......no where my soul is.....
M stuck........ wanna role the dices.
Torn into pieces....... can't fine one
Where did they go, leaving me alone.
My senses........
I feel numb, don't feel nothing at all.
It's frozen out here.... waitin for the autumn fall.
Wanna shed some tears.......wanna shed some pains spring would come to hold my mains.
Coz im drained......im tired.......im not me.
Where's my home.......i can't see......
........Lights all around me.
Take me to myself........
Take me to my senses......
My home.......my soul.
29.10.19
#review #poetry
Blue, green, yellow.....all sort of lights.
So bright that they make me blind.
They befool me into some kind of happiness.
They Make the world..........oh so luminous.
A place so adorable just behind me.
That's a temple........now i see.
The festival's gone... and so the lights will.
Once again dark.......dark enough, so to kill.
They are a delusion, they remain so.
I've felt it all my life, again i go.
Feel caged.......no where my soul is.....
M stuck........ wanna role the dices.
Torn into pieces....... can't fine one
Where did they go, leaving me alone.
My senses........
I feel numb, don't feel nothing at all.
It's frozen out here.... waitin for the autumn fall.
Wanna shed some tears.......wanna shed some pains spring would come to hold my mains.
Coz im drained......im tired.......im not me.
Where's my home.......i can't see......
........Lights all around me.
Take me to myself........
Take me to my senses......
My home.......my soul.
29.10.19
#review #poetry
#yourreview
It's quite straightforward, but isn't it the simplest of the things that makes us feel the most? The most of Everything.
Yes. I liked it...but couldn't connect to it.
It's just me, I guess.
It's quite straightforward, but isn't it the simplest of the things that makes us feel the most? The most of Everything.
Yes. I liked it...but couldn't connect to it.
It's just me, I guess.
Demon
Putting the pieces back to life
I stumbled on another piece of lie.
While drawing the pictures for you,
I witnessed another demon just in sight.
A queen or a demon?
You gave me memories that torments.
To wonder if you're still human,
Is the shame I have to live by.
To change you might not be easy;
Since you're the demon I help created.
I want it to stop so badly
And I'll pierce my heart if ever needed.
💔
#review #poem #Oba
Putting the pieces back to life
I stumbled on another piece of lie.
While drawing the pictures for you,
I witnessed another demon just in sight.
A queen or a demon?
You gave me memories that torments.
To wonder if you're still human,
Is the shame I have to live by.
To change you might not be easy;
Since you're the demon I help created.
I want it to stop so badly
And I'll pierce my heart if ever needed.
💔
#review #poem #Oba
Slumber land lacking sleep,
Retina dull will flashes bright in eyes deep
Pricking pain now going numb,
Perpetual peace in my head burning fumes, liting scum
Colossal tornado heading towards the chest so quiet,
Charcoal lungs consuming crisp air as a sweet delight
Filtered kidney now shrinking tight,
Filthy bones building up calcium height
Is it a dead soul, body alive?
Or a body dead, soul alive?
#review
#sans
Retina dull will flashes bright in eyes deep
Pricking pain now going numb,
Perpetual peace in my head burning fumes, liting scum
Colossal tornado heading towards the chest so quiet,
Charcoal lungs consuming crisp air as a sweet delight
Filtered kidney now shrinking tight,
Filthy bones building up calcium height
Is it a dead soul, body alive?
Or a body dead, soul alive?
#review
#sans
Perfect
You're the absolute perfection with much to commend,
With utterly no flaws in u there's nothing to amend.
I'd hand over the world my resignation,
Staying in your arms would be my only designation.
That angelic beauty,that great charm to which no one could resist,
Such the addiction which continues to exist.
The rare gem which only few deserved,
Lucky enough to have got it which needs to be preserved.
Love wasn't my thing until I found u and started it to embrace,
You're the one on whom I could rely upon for solace.
Wish to have u along with me in my every single birth,
To me such is your worth.
Wish to give u happiness of my part,
Not possible to stay even for a second from u apart.
#review #poetry #San
You're the absolute perfection with much to commend,
With utterly no flaws in u there's nothing to amend.
I'd hand over the world my resignation,
Staying in your arms would be my only designation.
That angelic beauty,that great charm to which no one could resist,
Such the addiction which continues to exist.
The rare gem which only few deserved,
Lucky enough to have got it which needs to be preserved.
Love wasn't my thing until I found u and started it to embrace,
You're the one on whom I could rely upon for solace.
Wish to have u along with me in my every single birth,
To me such is your worth.
Wish to give u happiness of my part,
Not possible to stay even for a second from u apart.
#review #poetry #San
Hopes are fading
Snow has frozen the rose
The warmth that I keep under the root--
May go deep--
As the winter grows--
Back to the spring of Feb--
Shining red-clad from head to toe;
My eyes went blank--
But I never fell with leaves--
though I didn't count the rest--
Summer was sweet;
Still painted in red
Budding warmth;
Brightened rose
What else could I wish for?
Wish I could dig deep--
At least up to six feet--
Shivering heart; no clothes
Wish I could see again--
Under the November rain--
The blooming rose
#review #Sbh
Snow has frozen the rose
The warmth that I keep under the root--
May go deep--
As the winter grows--
Back to the spring of Feb--
Shining red-clad from head to toe;
My eyes went blank--
But I never fell with leaves--
though I didn't count the rest--
Summer was sweet;
Still painted in red
Budding warmth;
Brightened rose
What else could I wish for?
Wish I could dig deep--
At least up to six feet--
Shivering heart; no clothes
Wish I could see again--
Under the November rain--
The blooming rose
#review #Sbh
You pursue me as your final destiny
A qualification that I am to you, you certify me , a Lauren maybe gold
A small world that you seek within
A pity on how you can't witness wonders and I see
How obsessed are you and how Cascade is my fluid brain , for your obsession being just an acrylic little rock to it , me poring rain
I deviate the 'I' from you,
A boomerang , a pendulum for you, it bounces back
A come and go you think the 'I' is,
A 'stay' you demand for it
I wish for you a vision
I wish for you a life
#review
A qualification that I am to you, you certify me , a Lauren maybe gold
A small world that you seek within
A pity on how you can't witness wonders and I see
How obsessed are you and how Cascade is my fluid brain , for your obsession being just an acrylic little rock to it , me poring rain
I deviate the 'I' from you,
A boomerang , a pendulum for you, it bounces back
A come and go you think the 'I' is,
A 'stay' you demand for it
I wish for you a vision
I wish for you a life
#review
I wish we could talk
All about the stuff and lores
Though you had less
I had many more
It would have been nice
I would keep talking
You keep on listening
Though being decietful
But i would have loved that
To keep you interested
To make you laugh
Along with playing mine...
I could also play your part
I wish you had time
To listen all that...
But since you got none
The convos we had are long forgone
#review
#poetry
#ocean
All about the stuff and lores
Though you had less
I had many more
It would have been nice
I would keep talking
You keep on listening
Though being decietful
But i would have loved that
To keep you interested
To make you laugh
Along with playing mine...
I could also play your part
I wish you had time
To listen all that...
But since you got none
The convos we had are long forgone
#review
#poetry
#ocean
If we ever meet in the woods,
We will write fantasies galore,
Of how I sang to the breezes of the sky,
While your soul danced on the forest floor!
~
#review
#poem
#iwritesometimes
We will write fantasies galore,
Of how I sang to the breezes of the sky,
While your soul danced on the forest floor!
~
iwritesometimes#review
#poem
#iwritesometimes
EVER MET A STRANGER
Ever met a stranger
That made you feel so good
Happiness glowed on your face
Laws of chemistry relatively
Shown as the two of you bond
Like collective solid electrons
Ever met a stranger
You could lose your morals for
I kissed him
Or I think I did
Held his hand till morning
Took his number and promised
To never forget
But then he never replied
As I’m sitting here falling
For him he is out there
Forgetting me
#Nosii
#review
Ever met a stranger
That made you feel so good
Happiness glowed on your face
Laws of chemistry relatively
Shown as the two of you bond
Like collective solid electrons
Ever met a stranger
You could lose your morals for
I kissed him
Or I think I did
Held his hand till morning
Took his number and promised
To never forget
But then he never replied
As I’m sitting here falling
For him he is out there
Forgetting me
#Nosii
#review
Title : Picture perfect view
Sit back on this soft and comfy ground,
Filled with the scents of flowers all around,
And the birds singing producing a melodious sound.
With the gust of breezes the daffodils waving high,
The sun shining brightly in the clear blue sky,
And a crystal clear river running by,
Appearing & hiding behind the rocks rabbits so shy.
Mountains that looks beautiful being covered with snow,
As we kiss slow while sitting underneath the mistletoe.
When a colourful butterfly comes & sits on your finger tip,
Smile wide as I say cheese to click a perfect pic.
#review #poetry #San
Sit back on this soft and comfy ground,
Filled with the scents of flowers all around,
And the birds singing producing a melodious sound.
With the gust of breezes the daffodils waving high,
The sun shining brightly in the clear blue sky,
And a crystal clear river running by,
Appearing & hiding behind the rocks rabbits so shy.
Mountains that looks beautiful being covered with snow,
As we kiss slow while sitting underneath the mistletoe.
When a colourful butterfly comes & sits on your finger tip,
Smile wide as I say cheese to click a perfect pic.
#review #poetry #San
I am hungry for some food,
Something which I can chew,
With salts and sugar,
I thought I could feed my hunger,
Oh how wrong was I,
I am hungry for some food.
So I go to my first neighbor,
Ask some of theirs and
Begging and pleading
But I get just a little more
Not as much as could fill my stomach,
And then Get shoo’ed off.
Then I go to my third neighbor....
#review
Something which I can chew,
With salts and sugar,
I thought I could feed my hunger,
Oh how wrong was I,
I am hungry for some food.
So I go to my first neighbor,
Ask some of theirs and
Begging and pleading
But I get just a little more
Not as much as could fill my stomach,
And then Get shoo’ed off.
Then I go to my third neighbor....
#review