FALL IN LOVE WITH PLACES NOT HUMANS 💓
Oh My My you're so stunningly beautiful, I said while gazing at her from far away. With every step I took towards her my blurred vision of her surreal gorgeousness became clearer and I could feel the warmth of new love budding in me again. This is it, that moment has come. I'm at the gate and she's welcoming me with open arms. As I run inside , I can sense her eternal peace and spiritual tranquility.
I WAS IN LOVE AGAIN. THIS TIME WITH A BEAUTIFUL FORTRESS!
Like a long drive taken by a dew drop.
I started my travel with a happy hopes flying my way out in the sky .
In a sheer fear of being destroyed.
I continued and protected myself against all the hurdles and learnt to be strong ,
And I travelled a long way to drop- on a story stay.
Which left my hopes letting dropped
And dreams shattering
But even today as a little droplet
I still thrive for a leafy way.
"If I Deserve : A poetry"
If I expect to be endeared,
I deserve to be shamed,
By those who were forloned
By those who were maimed
If I expect to be recuperated,
I deserve to feel the guilt,
For those who savvy
For those who split
If I expect to be radiant
I deserve to be unlit
To feel the torment
And let go until I quit
For everything I contemplate
I deserve to be shown
All raucous truths of life
That are meant to be known
And someday if,
I'll be free from all expectations,
I'll deserve true peace
I'll be self infallible
To be stitched 💔 in one piece ❤️
A lonely soul travels from
one place to another
In search of a dream
like no other
It was another fine day
in the land of dreams
He had got his chance
that's what it seems
He was in a state of
confusion like always before
To be happy with it
or look for something more
A wise person advised him
live and enjoy the moment
Do not care about others
as nothing is permanent
Let's get lost in a night,
A night in which we don't make love,
A night in which we don't cuddle,
A night in which we don't share words,
A night in which we just share our togetherness,
And embrace the presence of each other's soul.
A night far away
From words and expressions.
A night in which we just share moments
And don't intertwine in any sense.
A night in which,
We look up at the sky and talk to the moon,
A night in which stars are our only companions
And silence the only language.
I am leaving the shores to travel deeper, within the heart of the forest.
I let the fear of the unknown consume me, shackling me to the myth,
I see the gloomy sky, I see the silent forest, rivers running to its downfall,
All reminding of the fear of being alone,
So here I am starting a journey of my own, to explore, to overcome my insecurities and my fear,
To conquer and trevive myself.
Kiss me a decade later
And I'll still remember
The taste of your lips
Hug me a lustrum later
And I'll still feel the warmth
that radiates off your skin
Caress my hair
An century later
And I'll still remember
of your wrinkled palms
Make love to me
an eon later
And I'll still
kiss you after it's over.
Brew some coffee
and smoke with you
Hold my hand
A millenium later
And Ill still
never ket go of your hand
For I vowed to hold it
Walk a while with me
After a lifetime
And I'll still synchronise
My footsteps with yours
For I'd promised to walk
by your s...
That calls for love
From each shred of my bone.
Each corner smells of you.
There's a part of you,
a part of you
in the memories
that engulf my vision
on those abandoned,
Where my hand craves
the touch of your
Where my fingers wait
to intertwine with yours.
Where my smile waits
for your presence.
Because it doesn't come to me,
Unless I look at you
and absorb enough of you
in my veins
and achieve solace.
The stories I write,
The poems I pen down,
The heartbreak that I speak of,
Has remnants of you.
The applauds I recieve,
Are my trib...
the world is a book and those who do not travel read only one page.
- St Augustine
Lying on the couch,
Lazy and half awake..
Gazing through the window,
And taking a sip from the Hot Ginger flavoured masala tea,
I wish I could have a bit more of Sunday!
The time seems to run with vigor and power,
More I tried to grab it in my palm,
The more it ran with swift and turns
Mocking me with its ferocious smile..!
All I could do was to wish,
I could have a bit more of sunday!!
With the strains of light
That ooze throught the curtain,
The reddish tinted hues of the dying day,
With it died my lazy cozy dreams
But still I wish,
Can I have a bit more of a sunday, Please?
Sueño mi primera llegada
al pueblo de tu infancia
donde una sencilla casa
me de la bienvenida a España.
La casa a la que no vas tan seguido
pero que desde la mencionaste
para nuestro primer finde,
la recuerdas hasta estando dormido.
Porque será donde repitamos los abrazos
y vuelva a quedarme dormida en tu regazo.
Me enseñarás cada rincón
los muebles de la cocina y del salón
la vista desde el balcón y tu habitación,
las fotos de tu familia
y hasta tu bici averiada.
Recorreremos un poco ese lugar
donde tus vacaciones solías pasar,
talvez ahora lo veas y lo sientas diferente
porque será donde empecemos
a conocernos realmente.
Estaremos un finde a solas,
compartiremos unas noches
If I would’ve known that sunny spring weekend was going to be our last time together I would left that Friday instead of Saturday so I could’ve been with you a little longer.
If I would’ve known that long weekend was going to be the last time I saw you
I would’ve looked at you to admire your features a little better, a bit longer...really let the image sink in to burn an imprint in my mind’s eye.
If I would’ve known that Sunday night was going to be our last night together,
I would’ve came to bed sooner instead of creating the outline for the book I’m writing now...
If I would’ve known you were in the process of pursuing that other woman ...
I would’ve never bot...
Tu, amiga mia, un solo lugar te queda pequeño, porque nunca fuiste estática, y cuando el alma se siente inquieta no hay otra decisión que tomar, más que seguirla.
El mundo se hizo perfecto para ser admirado, no importa si son tres años o tres semanas
y tu, que sos única y también perfecta, y que todo lo que vibra igual se atrae mutuamente... mirá si no vas a sentir atracción por el mundo, Si naciste para vivirlo!
Tomá el impulso que te da esta búsqueda de libertad para decorar tus alas y no dejar de volar nunca, sin importar a donde el viento las lleve, no dejes ningún espacio en ellas que no esté impregnado de algún recuerdo bonito
Me gustaría desearte también, que no par...
He is packing his things.
Finally, ready to come home.
The time I’ve been waiting for.
I’m packing my suitcase.
To go to a place away from home.
A journey that’s been long planned.
Why can’t we meet halfway?
Why did you have to go?
Why do I have to go?
I wanted you to stay.
I want to stay.
Los recuerdos que hace un año vivimos,
los paseos y las charlas,
todas las fotos que de nosotros ahora guardas,
han venido a mi mente
A ti te pone triste observarlas porque sientes que me has fallado, al tardarte tanto
en hacerme viajar,
pero, cuando yo las veo...
recuerdo que me hacías muy feliz
y me vuelves a enamorar de ti.
The breaths felt heavy as the sun drowned behind the mountains, to kiss the horizon once again after the moon had flirted with and embraced the stars after a night.
The stars shined bright and casted the light to my eyes, their image distorted by the curvature of a bottle that lay abandoned in front of me.
The bottle had glitters floating in the vacuum inside it.
Little did I know, in this brief period of musing that I was captivated in, the night wasn't going to leave me any less befuddled.
And there was life's wile for me, lying in a bottle. The bottle of memories.
The thundering breezes suddenly fainted to witness a broken heart get sloshed in memories. The stars shimmered to fix ...