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
Guilty Conscious
It haunts you about the past
About the happiness that didn't even last
About the happiness that was obtained
Through methods wrong and aghast
The deed is done
But this feeling will never end,
At the back of your mind
It will ever fend
Like stays on the early morning grass
A drop of dew
it'll stay
And that's guilty conscious for you
#poetry
#review
#rk
It haunts you about the past
About the happiness that didn't even last
About the happiness that was obtained
Through methods wrong and aghast
The deed is done
But this feeling will never end,
At the back of your mind
It will ever fend
Like stays on the early morning grass
A drop of dew
it'll stay
And that's guilty conscious for you
#poetry
#review
#rk
Serenity
I can hear the sound of the sea
The voice of the skimmers,
Down by the empty shore
Along the wave that shivers,
Among the rare butterflies
The feeling of belonging,
With the sweet taste of berries
With the lovely book I'm reading,
Wind that keeps on getting cold
sky that keeps on getting wide,
I'm starting to feel it here
Even tho it's in my mind,
The joy of the singing birds
silence haunting the city
I want to feel It all, 'till eternity.
Serenity.
#review
I can hear the sound of the sea
The voice of the skimmers,
Down by the empty shore
Along the wave that shivers,
Among the rare butterflies
The feeling of belonging,
With the sweet taste of berries
With the lovely book I'm reading,
Wind that keeps on getting cold
sky that keeps on getting wide,
I'm starting to feel it here
Even tho it's in my mind,
The joy of the singing birds
silence haunting the city
I want to feel It all, 'till eternity.
Serenity.
#review
Guilty Conscience
It haunts you about the past
About the happiness that didn't even last
About the happiness that was obtained
Through methods wrong and aghast
The deed is done
But this feeling will never end,
At the back of your mind
It will ever fend
Like stays on the early morning grass
A drop of dew
it'll stay
And that's guilty conscious for you
#review
#rk
#poetry
It haunts you about the past
About the happiness that didn't even last
About the happiness that was obtained
Through methods wrong and aghast
The deed is done
But this feeling will never end,
At the back of your mind
It will ever fend
Like stays on the early morning grass
A drop of dew
it'll stay
And that's guilty conscious for you
#review
#rk
#poetry
Guilty Conscience
It haunts you about the past
About the happiness that didn't even last
About the happiness that was obtained
Through methods wrong and aghast
The deed is done
But this feeling will never end,
At the back of your mind
It will ever fend
Like stays on the early morning grass
A drop of dew
it'll stay
And that's guilty conscious for you
#review
#rk
#poetry
It haunts you about the past
About the happiness that didn't even last
About the happiness that was obtained
Through methods wrong and aghast
The deed is done
But this feeling will never end,
At the back of your mind
It will ever fend
Like stays on the early morning grass
A drop of dew
it'll stay
And that's guilty conscious for you
#review
#rk
#poetry
#review #asher
Title : The Diamond Devotion
I am looking for that perfect love story.
A love story between two beloveds in which the bond of trust lasted for atleast two decades.
The two decades where the undivided passion for each other was alive every moment.
Where these two love birds never doubted the disappearance of this wholehearted ardour in their other half for even a second, because they were certain, that it will stay.
A bond in which both had common interests that allowed them to spend good times together.
Where it was not just about internal love, but external circumstances were conducive for them as well.
Where financial, family, social or political blockades did not separate them from each other.
But I think such love stories can only be found in heaven.
Because the circumstances in hell, they always separate two sweethearts from each other.
Title : The Diamond Devotion
I am looking for that perfect love story.
A love story between two beloveds in which the bond of trust lasted for atleast two decades.
The two decades where the undivided passion for each other was alive every moment.
Where these two love birds never doubted the disappearance of this wholehearted ardour in their other half for even a second, because they were certain, that it will stay.
A bond in which both had common interests that allowed them to spend good times together.
Where it was not just about internal love, but external circumstances were conducive for them as well.
Where financial, family, social or political blockades did not separate them from each other.
But I think such love stories can only be found in heaven.
Because the circumstances in hell, they always separate two sweethearts from each other.
#review #asher
Title : The Diamond Devotion
I am looking for that perfect love story.
A love story between two beloveds in which the bond of trust lasted for atleast two decades.
The two decades where the undivided passion for each other was alive every moment.
Where these two love birds never doubted the disappearance of this wholehearted ardour in their other half for even a second, because they were certain, that it will stay.
A bond in which both had common interests that allowed them to spend good times together.
Where it was not just about internal love, but external circumstances were conducive for them as well.
Where financial, family, social or political blockades did not separate them from each other.
But I think such love stories can only be found in heaven.
Because the circumstances in hell, they always separate two sweethearts from each other.
Title : The Diamond Devotion
I am looking for that perfect love story.
A love story between two beloveds in which the bond of trust lasted for atleast two decades.
The two decades where the undivided passion for each other was alive every moment.
Where these two love birds never doubted the disappearance of this wholehearted ardour in their other half for even a second, because they were certain, that it will stay.
A bond in which both had common interests that allowed them to spend good times together.
Where it was not just about internal love, but external circumstances were conducive for them as well.
Where financial, family, social or political blockades did not separate them from each other.
But I think such love stories can only be found in heaven.
Because the circumstances in hell, they always separate two sweethearts from each other.
Here I stand on the sea shore,
Fearless, Rageous.
The tides trying to scare me,
With there monstrous waves.
They're gigantic,
But not more than my courage.
They're furious,
But not more than my rage.
They're blue,
But not more than my youth.
And I stand there staring at the sea,
It stares back at me.
Scared, obligated.
The waves still come to me,
But bow when the come near.
The thunderous sound of it,
Is like it's crying.
Because the storm in my eyes,
It bigger than the storm in the sea.
#review
#mans
Fearless, Rageous.
The tides trying to scare me,
With there monstrous waves.
They're gigantic,
But not more than my courage.
They're furious,
But not more than my rage.
They're blue,
But not more than my youth.
And I stand there staring at the sea,
It stares back at me.
Scared, obligated.
The waves still come to me,
But bow when the come near.
The thunderous sound of it,
Is like it's crying.
Because the storm in my eyes,
It bigger than the storm in the sea.
#review
#mans
Take it easy! Exclaimed a voice.....
A voice so familiar....voice unavoidable.
She kept questioning the facts.
But the blood flowing in her veins....
The blood of the same race ...
She couldn't believe the truth...
Truth worst than one could imagine.
""It is to make you stronger""
That's what she'd been told.
"Strong" ...... strong for the future.
She wondered what kinda strength was this!
Where all she saw got was endless pain.
Would everyone suffer this to be strong?
A storm of questions.....
None to be answered..
The hands she held during the first step of life.
Hands that used to pat her back for good grades.
Hands that could feed her when she didn't eat
Those hands were now scratching her soul.
Creating deep scars on her body ...
The scars that couldn't be filled
Not even time could do that.
The wounds on her body weren't limited to the surface
They got deeper as the truth undraped itself.
Like an arrow slowly penetrating her heart.
She knew this was the end ....
End of her happiness..
She tried hard not to be made a victim
Holding back her panicked breaths
fought until she lost all her senses.
But the brutality grew harder....
..............
I closed the tab immediately.........as I Couldn't read anymore. I rolled up in my bed and clenched my pillow tightly against my face. Another night with another
Storm of questions.
A storm of questions...
None to be answered.
#review #richamishra
A voice so familiar....voice unavoidable.
She kept questioning the facts.
But the blood flowing in her veins....
The blood of the same race ...
She couldn't believe the truth...
Truth worst than one could imagine.
""It is to make you stronger""
That's what she'd been told.
"Strong" ...... strong for the future.
She wondered what kinda strength was this!
Where all she saw got was endless pain.
Would everyone suffer this to be strong?
A storm of questions.....
None to be answered..
The hands she held during the first step of life.
Hands that used to pat her back for good grades.
Hands that could feed her when she didn't eat
Those hands were now scratching her soul.
Creating deep scars on her body ...
The scars that couldn't be filled
Not even time could do that.
The wounds on her body weren't limited to the surface
They got deeper as the truth undraped itself.
Like an arrow slowly penetrating her heart.
She knew this was the end ....
End of her happiness..
She tried hard not to be made a victim
Holding back her panicked breaths
fought until she lost all her senses.
But the brutality grew harder....
..............
I closed the tab immediately.........as I Couldn't read anymore. I rolled up in my bed and clenched my pillow tightly against my face. Another night with another
Storm of questions.
A storm of questions...
None to be answered.
#review #richamishra
Why am I so messed up. Why do I cry so much when I am alone? Why do I laugh so much when I'm with people?Why does my head hurt when I hear the rain?Why do I feel like sunrays pierce me?Why do I love this darkness? What's wrong with me?
Can you help me be normal? Can you make me feel some way that I smile when I'm alone? Can you make me love the sound of rain? Can you make me love the light again?
I'm so high right now, so stable, so rigid. Can you make me fall?
#review
#mans
Can you help me be normal? Can you make me feel some way that I smile when I'm alone? Can you make me love the sound of rain? Can you make me love the light again?
I'm so high right now, so stable, so rigid. Can you make me fall?
#review
#mans
Sailing the craft
This car drafts fast and drifts faster
It's okay when it's not even anything
More or less
It's just a tricky test
So the car turns into a ship
Sailing the pavement
Grooving through the cracks
Never stepped on
It's just the stress of the winds
Tearing the sails
But the storm coming before beckons
It reckons and shoots lightning
Into the sea
This hail is sharp & dulls sailing pulls
It's rough today says a capital captain
The caption needed is heeded full
The crew knows what to do and pull
The rope tight and lift the canvas
The wind blows harder still
What a treasure they seek to fill
Passing it every wave that crest best
The stow aways all play poker below
It's all part of this ships glow and flow
The water rises
The drought despises
It's own reproduction and reprisals
The rain pours thick
The sails are proofed not to let it stick
To the end of the world they sail sick
The cap and his tin hat capable
Able and stable the wood in the iron
The storm is coming
The stork is coming
The doom and fork are forming
Boring into the knots of the mirror
The package untold left at the pier
Looking back the crew stews
This captured captain has the blues
Reaching for the map
It's been left at the coldest cap
The fat cats at home lap the gaps
Don't frett screams the sail or
The sea men all look away
To the sky turning dark
Dire fire in the sky above looks stark
A smirk and smile
This is the hour
Crew starts to cower with their foes
Alas the horizon further glows
The strongest gust approaches
A storm only gives this ship
More power to love the sea
By carving through it not to flee
The sails demand wind when
To move ahead and past sin
Just as hot air balloons devour wind
#review #jmhs #poetry
This car drafts fast and drifts faster
It's okay when it's not even anything
More or less
It's just a tricky test
So the car turns into a ship
Sailing the pavement
Grooving through the cracks
Never stepped on
It's just the stress of the winds
Tearing the sails
But the storm coming before beckons
It reckons and shoots lightning
Into the sea
This hail is sharp & dulls sailing pulls
It's rough today says a capital captain
The caption needed is heeded full
The crew knows what to do and pull
The rope tight and lift the canvas
The wind blows harder still
What a treasure they seek to fill
Passing it every wave that crest best
The stow aways all play poker below
It's all part of this ships glow and flow
The water rises
The drought despises
It's own reproduction and reprisals
The rain pours thick
The sails are proofed not to let it stick
To the end of the world they sail sick
The cap and his tin hat capable
Able and stable the wood in the iron
The storm is coming
The stork is coming
The doom and fork are forming
Boring into the knots of the mirror
The package untold left at the pier
Looking back the crew stews
This captured captain has the blues
Reaching for the map
It's been left at the coldest cap
The fat cats at home lap the gaps
Don't frett screams the sail or
The sea men all look away
To the sky turning dark
Dire fire in the sky above looks stark
A smirk and smile
This is the hour
Crew starts to cower with their foes
Alas the horizon further glows
The strongest gust approaches
A storm only gives this ship
More power to love the sea
By carving through it not to flee
The sails demand wind when
To move ahead and past sin
Just as hot air balloons devour wind
#review #jmhs #poetry
A LETTER TO YOU,FROM FAR AWAY
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
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