Category: PoAttic-6
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Dear Diary
Dear Diary, I think I saw my love today Sitting in the shade engrossed in a book And though he did not notice me I am sure soon he would … Dear Diary, I think my love saw me today As I was pretending to sip my tea Waiting for him to pass by And…
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The Soldier's Diary
Poattic #Love Diaries Echoes linger, Of the rattle of guns And the cold winter air Reeks of the stench of war. I sit within this mockery of a haven, On one side of a border etched with The ink of rage . The light is faint And my pen stumbles Across the page With words…
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Confession!
My Dearest, It’s been a while since I’ve been scribbling on you Doodling his name on every line, around every corner of dreamland trying to inscribe the pearls of my love necklace Striving to ink the choked emotions Struggling to voice the hidden passion, * The alphabets aren’t kind enough, they are playing hide and…
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Dear diary, dear friend
Knotted chains of words jiggled in my heart The words I repeat in effusive soliloquies Bathed in the resplendent fragrance of love They pleaded and yearned to be free . Effervescent tenderness streamed silently His nearness muted all other leanings I inspected with a meditative ardor The mysteries of his inscrutable temper . Incandescent…
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Her diary
5th February, 2012 10:00 p.m. Dear diary, Today, I’m confessing my love for him to you As I hear the reverberations of him; singing unsung-words with me, Like thousands of birds sing romantic-melodies, My emotions embrace in harmonious rhythm, And I would pour my heart out and unveil my love prism. ** To let him…
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Love, Naturally.
Poattic -6 #LoveDiaries . February 4, 1987. We are all of seven, Play all day, sing to high heavens. Irritating person, you are always around. You stick your tongue out when I slip, fall to the ground. . March 15, 1993. At thirteen you see. Geometry is a mystery to me. I’ve…
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Love diaries
Stacks and piles, of a hundred files Pages and pages, stored over ages By the hopeless valetudinarian Who believed with a shrug That he had caught the love bug. And what detailed log he kept. Logged every hour he’d never slept, And dreamed, while still awake, Ten hours daily, give or take Very…
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Dear Diary
Dear Diary, . It’s another day, And time for another heart to heart, You and I together, Let’s revisit memories from the past. . My first crush, I whispered into your ears, Oh! How I blushed, While you silently cheered. . You held my hand, While you witnessed my first heartbreak, You didn’t admonish, Only…
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When you're away !
Abbey Waterfalls, 10th February 1989 The vigorous sounds of cascading foamy waterfalls Clobbers the frozen timeless memories making me enthralled Peeling peas together in uncaring cold with desires And preparing cakes from cow dung for campfires Life was a wondrous fluvial otherworldly fantasy . Madikari Meadows,12th February 1989 Winding through the green limitless pastures Seeking…
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Scribbles in my diary
A love note to myself When am engulfed, in unsolicited storms I write a few lines about the weather, to start on a good note Don’t really know the person The stranger, that I will be A stranger, I haven’t met yet What would I look like? A few more freckles, frowns of missing a…
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Dear Diary
Dear diary Day1In the serene library Silence was mandatory Concentration at its peak A look I did sneak My heart fluttered. Day 2 Oblivious to the surrounding Preoccupied in your being A book I did pick Survey of the room was quick Heart played the drums As your fragrance drifted in the room. Day 3…
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Autograph
As I gazed over my bookshelf, My eyes fell on a beautiful book, A small but precious autograph book. . Though the pages had lost their colour, They still held the fragrance, Same as they had two decades back. . It seemed like yesterday, that, We walked through those corridors, Which witnessed numerous moments. .…
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Valentine Diary
Feb 7th A bunch of red roses, Smeared in love, Fragranced petals, leaves, even thorns You handed over a token of your love. An emotion stirred. . Feb 8th The straight look into my pupils To express your feelings Mesmerised me, touching the core. A fact faced. . Feb 9th My awestruck silence, Mistaken as…