I look at the groundso dead, not a sound,the surface truly brownedby the sun, finely round.There’s no one around,just vague thoughts surround,and memories lost and found,leave an impact, utterly profound.Musings of the past resound,that are blurrily gowned,only obscure sentiments aboundin my mind’s compound.The soil gets drownedby my tears, unbound,as if the earth is crowned,like pearlsContinue reading “Memories Lost and Found”
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Tides
Tides clashing on the rocky shore,louder than a lion’s roar,agitating the ocean floor,echoing like a devil’s snore,knocking on her mind’s door,rumbling aloud, more and more.Her, trying hard to ignore,’cause they always find a porethrough her soul, that’s terribly sore.These tides that she used to adore,are nothing now like they were before.It all sounded like aContinue reading “Tides”
The Ultimate Truth
I close my eyesand break all ties,no time for goodbyes,just ‘hows’ and ‘whys’.From the world of liesand of painful cries,to the land of the wiseyeah I arise.With suffocating sighsof relief and surprise,I stain the skieswith paints and dyes.I miss cream piesand the spicy fries.Well time flies,that’s what I despise.For the lows and highsof my life,Continue reading “The Ultimate Truth”
She walks with grace
She walks with gracelike a swan’s pace,forever in her place,feels like a maze.This ain’t no race,no one to chase,none to replace,just shadows to embrace.To herself she says,’Just another phase,soon gonna erase.But what if it stays?’With a timid heart, she praysand yet, she walks with grace.~©Jashaswini_Mishra
Not my cup of tea
I know notthe dormant painburied deep withinthe baffled brain.Bewildered as it isin the nucleus,yet coated with ecstasyIsn’t that hilarious?Well I don’t recognisethis double-faced mind.Is it just me, oris it something darkly intertwined?To me it appearssimple just the way ice melts.What if it were a shadow,a silhouette or something else?Perhaps it’s just the lassitudewhich makes itContinue reading “Not my cup of tea”
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