Category: Musings
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Freeing Space
my feet no longer ask me permission to stroll around exhaustingly aware of storms brewing in my head wanting to scream into silence my thoughts attempt to usurp the space left for emotions to hibernate in a place that no longer seems mine taken over by a closeted home lost in the travails of insecure…
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The Force
There’s so much thunder in the sky But nothing to diminish guise, thy So much has been said So much lost But your intentions, unhindered Actions remain unstoppable . The warmth underground, isn’t enough to subdue your cruelty, you’re tough Few have tried Others supported But your intentions, unhindered Actions remain unstoppable . The nature…
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Muscular Dystrophy———Agony of a Distraught Mother
Here I stand at the twilight And watch the setting sun, Crimson light at the horizon Takes me to the loving home, Where we started our life anew. You and me full of love , Soon after our marriage, Our house echoed with the delightful laughter , Of our angels brightening every corner, How happy…
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Sprinkled salts or Raindrops!
rain rain go away your tangent pours, render my heart bray? – no more excited by the overcast skies even forgot to decipher the rustling leaves Am not shuddered by the sudden lightning darkness clouds my soul, no trace of lighting. – your pitter-patter crush the memories i find myself strutting over a puddle of…
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The Starry Night
Whirling stars and Waving cypresses Living on his canvas under vivid colours and bold brush strokes in the guise of reality An excuse for the moment of ecstaticity A dilemma between reality and fantasy People mock him delusional and crazy Stars and Irises dancing in the asylum’s window Soul yearns to depart from the eternal…
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Nostalgia
Those long corridors, Those benches and desks, The tree through which Whistles through, the breeze Happen to know the stories That were woven in these storeys. Those rickety chairs, That canteen’s flavourful air, Those classroom walls, That heard that love is in the air. Those were the days, We tried to go our ways, Teachers…
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Her Tea
The tea she makes in the morning brews it, to her according Even as it is unmade Habitual, she can feel the taste There’s a little too much boiling To the likes of her, she keeps coiling For others, it’s almost spoiling But it doesn’t matter about them Tea, her craft, its leaves she carefully…
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Life in Lockdown
I wait for life to begin When i can go to office At the beginning of day And return at the end To complain that i have no time To live life In the meantime …… I paint those elusive dreams I cook those long forgotten tastes I sing those unfettered lyrics I jot down…
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The gift of a smile
Beneath the ever smirking moon and sparkling stars, I caught a few smirking fireflies in my hands, making them ours, Placed them atop on the plants that I grew in line, To illuminate our spirit and make us shine. . Every day when the moon lingers behind, And the Sun sparkles brightly upon us and shine,…
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Love in the Land of Jhelum
a wilted rose tugged in the heart of my old notebook the painted crunchy postcard torn along the rims unlocked the floodgates to lost, sweet memories; nestled in the lap of the mighty Himalayas brewed the cosiest love story you, a Kashmiri guide and i, an admirer of the hills Nature played the cupid and…
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To the sunshine in every life
To every lady that lives on this earth.. who toils day and night from birth, who provides warmth and care without any dearth, This is to tell the rest of the world your worth! The smile on your face never dies, People around you never hear your cries, a big lake of love in…
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Winsome Dusk
Winsome dusk, With the bouquet of desires, Standstill with its tangerine red, As if to gladden my heart and vanish my worries, I glance at the view and fondle myself for the wonderful offer of the sky. I flatter with pride and bow a little To…
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The Girl on the Window
i love the sound of the rain their cosy, mushy mutterings so at night when it pours i always keep open, the windows and doors; yesterday night it rained hard recited the blushing rosebud the playful raindrops left its fleck on her ruddy lips, a diamond speck the stormy breeze fiddles the curtain goosebumps, on my membranei…
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it’s okay
IT’S OKAY If you’re trying hard But yet you don’t succeed Then it’s okay There will be a new day And you’ll surely find a new way. If you don’t get what you have been wanting for so long, Just try hard and be strong. If you broke your friendship with your ‘best friend forever…