Inner Beauty

“You are often dirty, and not neatly dressed. I wonder if you have ever taken a shower.

With full hopes, I approach. You greatly disappoint me. However, on a casual meet without any plans, you don’t fail to surprise.

You act so cold to the outsiders, but also beckon them by and large. I’m unable to make up my mind about your personality. Should I always keep my expectations low around you?

Discovering Scattered Stars

I'm star-struck.
Share some light.
Make me feel light.

In you, I see 
The vastness of my spirit 
Spread over infinite space.

I search and soar
Beneath the bed of stars
In depths of the surreal sky.

Mirage

I sit under a barren tree as rays of the sun start diminishing.

I hear a voice that’s more of an order, “Leave; it’s time for demons to rise.”

Astonished if it’s a miracle or a mystery, I rub my eyes only to see again with the same confusion – a mirage… Me in front of me.

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Inspired by Sonya’s ‘Three Line Tales #265’.

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First Love Yourself ~ #FLY

——– Take 1 ——–

Talking to herself, she maintains her emotional hygiene.

She’s her own boss.

Self-love habits are tagged as insanity or selfishness.

Flattery

We often exchange views on the debates of the brain and the heart.

Let’s peep a little deeper into this debate.

Curtains Closed

My life has changed colours
on your entry as well as the exit.

When I was asleep,
you were near, anytime besides.

Now, when I’m awake,
you are distant, nowhere to be seen.

Your smile that was once soothing,
now like a phantom, is haunting.

The cheery impulse we shared,
is now my lone seizure to be sad.

I’ve let go of some pieces,
but still holding on to many.

Tokens

Arts that glitter
effuse hopes.
Pictures in sepia
echo sensibilities!

Memories bundled
emit happiness.
Stencilled calligraphy
eternalize words!

Embellished signature
conveys loving caress.
Predesigned effort
magnifies tender warmth!

Crescent and I

Her curve
My smile

Her craters
My scars

Her desolation
My loneliness

Her neighbours
My crowd

Let them judge

It is a skill to generate a strong voice for oneself, ignoring the voices of those people who poke their nose into others’ lives. This is a free verse depicting the aforesaid message, with each line written as a six-word story.

Don’t retaliate referees in your life.

Let them watch as you grow.

Let them judge until proven wrong. 

Whips that Trip

few towering whips
trip upwards making a map
agin lowering skies

Paint Womanhood – Senryu

Woman to Artist:

paint me either way
gray shades or vibrant colours
I dare not question

Artist to Woman:

days so glittering
womanhood celebrated
nights luminescent

elegance remains
with plain shades or complex strokes
born free to live free

you are gold that glitters
your lit face or diamond heart
I dare not question

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This is in response to the ‘What Do You See Prompt’ by Sadje (any original writing inspired by the given picture – set as featured image). 

Gratitude

This is a free verse depicting the life of anyone who has hit the rock bottom but still clinging onto life with hopeful efforts. A six-word story (quoted) is framed at the end.

Sassiness questioned!
Sometimes,
Her reasons are not enough.

Opportunities closed!
Sometimes,
Her effort is not enough.

Baseless arguments!
Sometimes,
Her words are not enough. 

Eye & Light – Micro Poems

— Blind Truth —

blind belief reigns world
lies roam around in the light
distorted truths shy away

— Scepticism —

haze hid the vision
gazing through confusion clouds
light led the mission

Rock Hearted

“You were a silent charm,
with comforting arms.

You caught my eyes,
right at the first glance.

Having seen your hypnotic trance,
I can’t help but wonder,
how people ignored you all these days.

My heart throbs,
cursing those unlucky flock;
also, blessing my lucky stars.

Rain – Six Word Stories #15

Petrichor scent: aromatic alarm for rain.

Forget your umbrella to invite rain!

Pluviophile yearns for lullaby of rain. 

Destruct & Self – Set #1

— Supernova —

magical glory!
the massive stars blaze to ash
rising other stars

— Unrequited Love —

every time she smiled
he destructed himself
and made his eyes lie

Shatter and Solace

It has been seven years. Maaya’s still single, with no family. Day by day, her discomfort was growing bigger and bigger than her comforts, especially after her distant mother’s demise. Completely shattered, she decided to step out of her ruts and lookout for a new way to solace her disturbed mind.

She had her dinner, and then sent an email full of unsaid words that weighed heavy in her heart for a long time. She didn’t dare to check the mailbox again for a reply. The night passed restlessly. But still, she was determined not to turn on her internet till

Mute Man – TLT #8

He’s a great observationalist who tells stories during his voyages – painted tales of nature that are untouched by time and the truths that go unnoticed in commoners life – all through his music.

When he rests his chin on the fiddle and starts moving the bow over the strings of his violin, the music emerging from the instrument as a result of friction is one of those things that we can’t see but still feel the heavenly touch.

Even after listening to