Tanka : 57577

I'm alone at my place
Perhaps, someone will come here
A beautiful lady, and
Will take my hand in her hand
Maybe will say I'm with you.

#ap #review #tanka

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the bearing braced walls
shuddered, shattered, shredded
not completely though
there are yet seeds to be sowed
in the heavenly abode

drop by drop, soon
in rivers, chaotic blood flowed
from the structure's doors
that now shut open
rivers in abandoned arbitrary flow
drop by drop, it stopped too

Bloooooooddddd
not the sparkling red glitters
but just the no r m a l endometrium
maybe crimson paint spilled on the canvas
but more b e a u t i f u l n beyond

this structure, not only has walls
but there's this boss lady
who makes all the calls
from the entry to exists
carrying on the proceedings

she comes once a month
to collect what is solely hers
upon not getting what she deserves she ends up creating a bloody mess & chaos

she is no harm, she means no harm
she is just here to calm you through the storms she wants you to believe her, promising that flowers will too bloom, pls hold on till spring

I have tried to metaphor "menstruation" here. But I am really not sure if I succeeded. Also I wanted to add a paragraph about how this structure will be a (king)dom or a fort(ress).
Please review this for me, and lemme know if it makes sense.

Thank You :)

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the bearing braced walls
shuddered, shattered, shredded
not completely though
there are yet seeds to be sowed
in the heavenly abode

drop by drop, soon
in rivers, chaotic blood flowed
from the structure's doors
that now shut open
rivers in abandoned arbitrary flow
drop by drop, it stopped too

Bloooooooddddd
not the sparkling red glitters
but just the no r m a l endometrium
maybe crimson paint spilled on the canvas
but more b e a u t i f u l n beyond

this structure, not only has walls
but there's this boss lady
who makes all the calls
from the entry to exists
carrying on the proceedings

she comes once a month
to collect what is solely hers
upon not getting what she deserves
she ends up creating a bloody mess & chaos

she is no harm, she means no harm
she is just here to calm you through the storms
she wants you to believe her, promising
that flowers will too bloom,
pls hold on till spring

I have tried to metaphor "menstruation" here, stating the uterus as a kind of structure where there is lady (ovum) who takes all the decisions. But I am really not sure if I succeeded. Also I wanted to add a paragraph about how this structure will be a (king)dom or a fort(ress). I also wanted to convey more how it is beautiful n symbolic to life & not focus on society's prohibitions & perspectives

Please review this for me, and lemme know if it makes sense.

Thank You :)

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Longdrive

You roll down the windshield,
While I take the steering wheel,
Humming to music & talking for countless hours,
Let's disappear darling into a world far beyond the stars.

Travelling through various time zones,
Travelling across different landscapes,
A place so mystical and bewitching,
Where the moonlight ascends over the seawaves.

From camping to passing sleepless nights,
As we giggle,dance & cook together,
Cherishing every moment & leaving no regrets,
Making out love in the pleasant weather.

To getting lost in the mystical land,
With only the two of us,
In a place so nice for a secret rendezvous,
Though the outside powers might try to defy us.

#review #poem #San

I've been thinking of life
And it was raining season
Life is worse than the hell
Why? Couldn't get reason
How and when will i get rid
From this unbearable pain
People can shouting loudly
I could not cry in the rain

#ap #review #shortpoem

ALL I KNOW OF YOU

Was love supposed to be this?
When my arms,
All stretched out
But never reach you.
And my hands,
Stays deprived
Of holding yours.
My finger shrinks
In desperation
To touch your skin.
While just my body,
Confesses its needs
Shamelessly without denying.
My poor heart sits lonely
Releasing bubbles of
emotions in a sigh.
Till my helpless
mind rides the high
Intoxicated of you.
And your thoughts
Blames my stomach
Of sheltering a zoo.
This is what I know of love,
through the year and a two.
This is all I know of you.

26.08.2021
©Pakhi
#pm #poetry #Review #poemforhansen

Your Sight...

You came in my life like a blowing wind,
Took my heart to the shore like those flowing rills,
I saw your sight like a writer watches twilight,
In the midst of your eyes I attained pure delight...

You registered your name on the land of my heart,
You pierced my heart like a moving dart,
My being is mesmerised by your glowing fragrance,
Like a devotee raptured by God's reminiscence...

My entire being wants to assimilate in you,
Like a ripple on the surface of ocean,
The embers of my heart are revived by your shimmering sight,
Like living life again became worthwhile...

I am lost in you like sun and moon in eclipse,
I crave for your sight like a man begging for life,
Enchanting your name every moment like vedic hymns,
I want to be a devotee dissolving in your eyes and feel your mollifying vibes...

#san
#review
#poetry

"THE LAST MESSAGE"

Oh! poor soul you had time, but denied
Oh! poor your family you left behind
Oh! I envy those who could make amends
I envy Myself getting off your wrath
Is this the price for calmness
Or is this the deception of mahem
The old wise tree has shed
And the bird has lost it's egg

The heavy boxes are a burden now
But have to march out of house
The weaker ones would be thrown away
The stronger ones will find a way

My pain will never reach you
But who cares about that
So was your pain bigger
But it's me who is writing the poem
So don't haunt me with a new chapter
You don't have the power to make me read
I don't need your fake smiles anymore
Instead...., grace me with a good night sleep

#Einstestine #poetry #review


Feelings can't be measured and compared.


A friend thinks of a last message for his dead friend in form of a poetry at his funeral who has committed suicide. Though he feels an unimaginable pain, he still thinks it's his parents right to be in most pain for the moment so he expressed himself in this poetry but still mention his family first, at the end he couldn't control his pain and tells him that it hurts him more than anyone.

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#iwritesometimes
#poetry
#mans



Let me kiss your soul for once,
And gently cradle the corners of your heart,
Engrave you by colors, with your name between my lips,
And in a mirror you'll see the greatest masterpiece of art.

~ IWRITESOMETIMES

the bearing braced walls
shuddered, shattered, shredded
not completely though
there are yet seeds to be sowed
in the heavenly abode

drop by drop, soon
in rivers, chaotic blood flowed
from the structure's doors
that now shut open
rivers in abandoned arbitrary flow
drop by drop, it stopped too

Bloooooooddddd
not the sparkling red glitters
but just the no r m a l endometrium
maybe crimson paint spilled on the canvas
but more b e a u t i f u l n beyond

this structure, not only has walls
but there's this boss lady
who makes all the calls
from the entry to exists
carrying on the proceedings

she comes once a month
to collect what is solely hers
upon not getting what she deserves
she ends up creating a bloody mess & chaos

she is no harm, she means no harm
she is just here to calm you through the storms
she wants you to believe her, promising
that flowers will too bloom,
pls hold on till spring

I have tried to metaphor "menstruation" here, stating the uterus as a kind of structure where there is lady (ovum) who takes all the decisions. But I am really not sure if I succeeded. Also I wanted to add a paragraph about how this structure will be a (king)dom or a fort(ress). I also wanted to convey more how it is beautiful n symbolic to life & not focus on society's prohibitions & perspectives

Please review this for me, and lemme know if it makes sense.

Thank You :)

#sxm #review #poetry

To what I not know
#review #poem #poetry #Abhijit
This is a poem of a soldier who has lost the war and is trying to escape from it. Now he is so tired of running that he stops and looks behind but to his surprise no one is following him. So he starts walking and reflecting his own actions and emotions.

I walk,
Staggering falling and then again.
I walk.

I walk,
To feel the unfathomable pain,
The spikes of my disdain,
That goes through my heart and sail,
In the sea of unbroken vows,
I walk.

I walk,
Remembering the string of my thoughts,
Of friends and foes alike.
To kill and get killed,
To be brave and to fear alike,
I walk.

I walk,
Laughing and crying at the same time,
Knowing the invincible, inevitable time.
That even my soul shall rest soon,
In the midst of the many that came and shall come too.
I walk.

I walk and keep walking
To what I not know

-Abhijit Amin

An ode to lost

I am lost in the garth today,
I no longer know the place,
lone,
I hear your sounds echoes,
But when I go there,
Desolation It slowly grows,
I sit near the fountain,
and try to forget you,
But knowing that you are that memory,
I fail each time,
The space between us,
Its now infinitely defined,
The death, the stranger stares,
I realize deep down,
I am you.

#ode
#poem
#review

CLICKS

Times pass and people separate,
But memories remain forever....

It feels a lie when people say technical evolution took us apart,
For these heartfelt clicks helps to relive the warmth of heart,

Which otherwise seems lost in intricate web of thoughts,
Everyone becomes rigid with experiences,
It is these clicks which help to feel the fluidity of life again....



#sankalp
#poetry
#review

The Night.

The night is longer,
Longer than a distance,
From here to there,
Where you are!.

I can't sleep,
I can't sleep,
I'm stuck watching the picture of you,
The moon laughs at me for the whole night,
The stars stare at me whether i am right,
Can i be right?,
For all those days,
That you're out of my sight?.
Can i?.

No!, you don't have to worry,
It's my mistake, and hereby SORRY!.

#poetry
#review
#sbm

SEMBLANCE WAS RESTORED BY THE MOONLIGHT, IN THE MIDST OF THAT WINTER NIGHT; I MET HER BY GOD’S GRACE, NIMBLY WERE MY SCARS ERASED; AS MANY TIMES I INSIST, I WILL NEVER BE ABLE TO TELL; YOUR SMILE MAKES MY HEART WHISKER, APART BUT YOU SOLACE STILL LINGERS …..#review #random

Intuition

My intuition stands between me and making Bad Choices,
it reminds me of roads I'm not supposed to cross,
it reminds me of stairs I'm not supposed to climb,
yet in my independence I forget myself and I choose to listen to The bickering voice in my mind telling me to do what I'm not supposed to do.

I listen to the stairs that tell me to keep walking to the wrong decision I listen to the road that tells me to keep taking the wrong path while intuition as soft as its voice can be it is still a part of me that needs to scream louder.

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#Nosii

Today, it's okay to feel lonely. Maybe things had been tough, maybe they fell out of love and you just felt out of place. And that's ok. Today, cry as much as you can. Breathe as much as you need. And you don't have to fake a smile. No, not today.

Today, it's okay to feel rejected. I know you badly want that job, you badly need that business. But it's okay if things didn't happen the way you wanted to, you can always try again. But no, not today.

Today, it’s okay to feel demotivated, defeated, and exhausted. Maybe efforts were exerted but were not appreciated. Maybe you feel like you were not valuable, things like that happen. And even though it wes difficult, you'll be okay, You'll still thrive. But you don't have to force yourself to perform. No, not today.

You know what you're gonna do today?
Today, you are going to stop.
You are going to breathe,
You are going to rest,
You are going to trust that things are gonna work themselves out, in its own time, and in your own pace.

Today, you ere not going to rush yourself to feel ok. You are not going to rush yourself to be filled again. Today, it's okay to be empty, Todey is not the day you will try your hardest to fix all that is broken. Today you will come as you are.

And then maybe ten, twenty or two hundred days from today, when you smile, you will mean it. When you speak, it will bring life. When you work, it will be an inspiration.

Maybe ten, twenty, or two hundred days trom today, you are going to be ok and it's going to be real.
I'm rooting for you😌.

~mdfnqi

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#itsOkay
#Faizan
#mdfnqi

"I am absolutely tired. This world is cruel beyond compare. I have been searching for the cure to my ills and pains since I was conferred to this world. I am disappointed for my all searches ended in smoke", protested I. Murshid paused and answered,"Which world have you been searching? You have surely barked up the wrong tree. There is a world inside you where the relief to your sufferings exists". The answer ripped my argument apart.
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Withering soul

Little by little she dies everyday
Demons everywhere she's losing her sight
Pain has reached her bones
Breathing freely is a luxury now
she resists but she knows she is a withering soul
she is screaming but can anyone hear her?
The world's gone deaf
All eyes are shut, no one sees what's right in front of them
She is not the only one
She won't be the last one
Time is a flat circle, Nietzsche said
Once upon a time humans came into this world, cursed to repeat their doings time and time and time again
Fading souls don't await the eternal rest
There is no rest, there is no end to their agony
Trapped they are, born prisoners
Freedom was never a dream only an illusion

#review
#modern #poetry

Our speech is not understood
By those who rule.
Like creatures in a zoo
But here, predators can roam

We keep yelling for help
Yet raised grounds continue to grow
Some killed by thirst, hunger and
Some by the humanoid beasts.

Are we still humans to them
Or is it our fantasy?
Or is it our screams that isn't enough
To gain their attention.


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#poem
#AhmadMusa