I wish a writer loved me

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I wish a writer loved me,
For my frozen gaze pearls,
It would be melted by his poetic rhythm.
Would he assassinate my seclusion,
With his mighty keen knife?
And would extract nectar from my paltriness,
Smear it in his poetic flame?
Then I shall surrender all my credence,
To his magical wand.

My organic emotions and moments spent together
Will they be oozed and embellished into his poetry?
My incongruous hazy talks,
Will they have a clear place in the frame?
And in his eternal room of treasure to hear? 

I shall be his favorite character

He would spill ink to each of my traits
And would make them authentic.  

Then I shall surrender all my credence,

To his magical wand.

Our wholehearted, scent, texture and sound,
Would shimmer eternally in his words
Dazzle like red wine on the moonlight date! 

Then I shall surrender all my credence,

To his magical wand.


Everlasting pure love?
Skeptic I am,
But then,
Despite its skepticism
If it brings me a smile,
Then, my secret desire is
To forever breathe into his paper.

Pooja Mandla


What do you think?


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  1. Pehle to nazro se he ghayal kia karte the,
    Ab tere lehze se he Dil chhalni hua karte hai,
    Aasani se mayassar ho jae agar koi,
    Tau log aksar justajoo kisi aur ki kia karte hain.

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Written by Pooja Mandla

An educator by profession but a word weaver by passion. She likes to enjoy little things in life, not waiting for the bigger ones to come her way.Β  She had done her graduation in the medical stream but often was lost in the literal beauty of words. So after graduation, she studied literature and did her MPhil in English. She believes that the secret ingredient for spreading happiness is writing. So, whenever her energetic kids permit, she expresses her thoughts in words. Writing keeps her going and has given a new shape to her life.


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