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My rendition of Faiz Ahmad Faiz’s “Mujhse pehli si muhabbat…”

I hope y’all like it.. 🥰🥰

Words and verses that birth in your mind and flee the very next moment, before they are noted down in the pages to stay.

There are words that arise on my lips, And fall, Like the tides of the oceans, That are between us, A place in my heart, That has been empty and yearning, Since our last hug, The moon hesitantly peeps at me through the window, As I lay awake in crippling loneliness, And I feel like the lone wandering star, Traversing through the endless skies, Guided by some distant light, Like a lonely raincloud, Showering incessantly in unknown places, In search of a place called home.

The ache slithers in, Like a seductive snake, Filling the veins with an amorous venom, Words fill the gaps of longing in pining bones, like Kintsugi, Weary travellers, looking for each other, Across desperate deserts of seclusion, A mirage of desires glistening in the eyes, A storm, waiting to unleash, An ache for forbidden bliss, Names.. slipping from the lips, Like dew drops of whiskey, Arms and legs, Entwined in a smouldering tryst, Minds, intoxicated silhouettes, Dancing to the tunes, Of sultry, siren songs, The night turns a carnal crimson, As the veil of innocence comes undone. #poetry #love

Of the elusiveness of time and fading memories, all that will remain.. is a poem without rhymes.. a song unsung in time!!

The people who sit with you in your silence and heal you in so many ways without making it obvious.. ❤️❤️

There’s no cage that can take an artist’s mind.. it’s a bird of free flight..

So, where “Belief” is about a girl who’s scared to fall in love, who evades at the name of love, who’s trying to explain her fears to the boy she doesn’t realise she’s falling for, “Belief 2” is about the boy who is madly in love with the girl, who wants to be the one to take away her fear, to show her what true love feels like, to show here that he’ll keep her heart safe.

The uncertainty, the desperation, the separation, this one encompasses all that one feels when they’re ready to fall in love.. but not just yet!!

Sometimes, our paths diverge.. from those we never imagined..

Well, it’s start of term at Hogwarts.. and how can we miss it.. join me as I prep for the adventure of a lifetime!!

Sometimes, there’s solace in solitude.. there’s peace in walking away and comfort in being alone!!

Wishes.. endless!!

Like the lyrics of your favourite song, their name stays in your mind forever, beyond every delusion..

When we turn into a museum of all the unsaid things.. every story becomes a work of art.. hidden from the eyes of those wanting to cherish it!!

They say broken things become blessed things.. but how, they’ll never tell..

People who meet you for a reason.. for a season!!

All the things you’d do for the one you hold in your heart..

A series of micro poetry, where a lot is said in a lot less.

What my words try to say, all the places my poems take me.. I’m grateful for all that I can express.

A “Sea Shanty” (or shantey, or chanty, or chantey — there’s a good deal of disagreement regarding the spelling!) Anyway, these are poems in the forms of songs, strongly rhymed and rhythmic, that sailors might sing while hauling on ropes and performing other sea-going labors.

Sometimes, a lot remains unsaid between two people..

This one is the most complicated prompt I’ve ever attempted.. I had fun creating metaphors and synesthesia verses for this one..

Can prayers alone change the world?? What if our prayers decide to take matters in their hands??

Have you ever laughed at an inopportune time, or at an inappropriate moment? Has a sad situation ever made you realise the impermanence of life?

Some phases in life don’t feel real, they don’t feel unreal too.. loss, distance, heartbreak.. A triolet about a state of Trance.

The woods calling out to you, conversing in the valley.

Ever fascinated by a book cover? What stories they carry.. what tales they hide..

Very often we talk about fun facts, but some fun facts are not really fun and downright scary.. here’s one such fun fact!!

Why do we write poems? How do they make us feel? A sweet nostalgia, a spicy liaison, a bitter truth, a salty tear.. they’re a cuisine on their own!! #napowrimo

My Spotify Wrapped.. the way it has changed.. from the beginning of the year.. to now.. how it mirrors my life in the year that passed!!

A tale of accepting that the one you love, will never love you back!!

A hopeful heart doles out the questions left hanging in oblivion..

Sometimes we’re only scared to love or being loved because we’ve dealt with the excrutiating pain of heartbreak before.

A poem about surrendering to your most primal instincts

This poem is about missing someone who you dreamed of living with!!

Writing is cathartic. It helps you pour your pent up emotions, helps you heal from the trauma that you’ve been suffering from.

Wordplay is the greatest gift of mankind, or is it??

An old man, living alone, sitting by his fireplace, reminiscing old memories. He’s sick and awaits death in the lonely corner of his room.

Crying in the rain.

My attempt on the poetry prompt “doors”.

This poem is my life mantra.. presenting to you my rendition of Invictus by William Ernest Henley.

A shadorma is a form of poetry originating from Japan. I’ve tried to use the wordplay in that form to describe the meaning of my name.

I’m a blogger. Writing mostly about my thoughts and muses.How little things affect me. This one here is my way of describing the changes of the seasons.