Poetry

Bitter Truth

The drops iridescent
on parched lips…

Memories lovingly lent
on solitary trips…

Rays radiant sent
with mischievous tricks…

Your signs what they meant?
Bitter truth drowned in sips…

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Poetry

The Dichotomy of Love

Your smile lights up my world,
In brilliance of a thousand fireflies,
Though I wish I knew you were a bird,
Flying away on wings of lugubrious lies…

I felt myself sinking in throes of burning desire,
Amidst the vales of fidelity and passion,
Your vows couldn’t quench my heart’s fire,
Such is my fate to live as an aberration…

In incomplete lives we lead,
We try to find deeper meanings,
Unlocked doors have always been before us,
But we keep staring at the damn ceilings…

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Poetry

Lonely Reflections

These times are old yet new,

Troubled by wicked memories few,

Like petals decked in the morning dew,

Distant horizon masked by tresses that blew,

In such withering voids if you knew,

How much I now miss you.

What would you do now?

I sometimes longingly feel,

if I didn’t miss the chance,

that I so hopelessly blew.

Sometimes these reflections,

help reflect away life.

In this lonely perfection,

Hurt is soul’s carving knife.

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Be my Valentine my Dear!

Will you be my Valentine my Dear,

Because your No is what I fear . . .

Every night I dream of you,

You are a boon bestowed on few . . .

Your eyes shimmer in the rainbow’s hue,

Your smile fresh like the morning dew,

Your nature gentle like the softest breeze,

You are a goddess, please cease to tease . . .

You saunter by, like Venus herself,

Your hair so dark, I lose myself . . .

Your skin shines, sweet summer sunset,

You lend my soul, unshakeable strength . . .

You make my day, with  a single word,

I hope my pleas are finally heard . . .

Allay my fears, refresh my heart,

Before my countenance falls apart . . .

O my fair maiden, just grant me a wish,

Into togetherness, Into everlasting bliss . . .

Be my Valentine my Dear,

Because your No is what I fear . . .

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