If rose could writeIt’d say…“I symbolise your loveIn my lovely way.” If lavender could writeIt’d say…“I symbolise devotion serenity,And your hearty grace.” If peony could writeIt’d say…“I symbolise happy lifeStarting from your wedding day.” If gardenia could writeIt’d say…“Shh…keep it secretI’m your love bae!”
Category Archives: poetry
Slavery
//It hurts when they call you slaveHow can you call another same?// Around the globeIn a county like yoursThere is a trend of saleOf slaves by norms To keep you happyBy hook or by crookYou bargain for pricesFor their every look You make them lickYour foot left printsYou master them asThey’re pets you need ~Continue reading “Slavery”
Thank you
Dear poetries,You share my every weakening part or every deepening strength.You know my past and present.Thank you for sharing with me; my crying nights and bleeding days.Thank you for being a part of some of my weeping birthdays. To be my fragmentI thank youTo be my friendI thank you To keep my secrets safeI thankContinue reading “Thank you”
Mr House
Those pillars of yoursStand uprooted siltO, Mr HouseYou’re the home for mist. Your walls blunderedYou’re abandonedO, Mr HouseYou’re freaking sick. Your doors screamingAs we pass you threeO, Mr HouseWoods are slicy thick. Fans with lengthy rodsRetrieving your arrivalO, Mr HouseYou’re old and rival. Your property’s costLeast my memories withinO, Mr HouseYou’re my family’s heart in.
Fair of hearts
From the fair of heartsI farely dwelled ma needsI bought some refrainsAnd some artistic weeds. I gathered some courageIn rupee they their sellI purchase some gutsTo credit my wand spell. I lofted for some museFor my metaphoric verseI purchase some toolsWith serene rhyme curse. From the fair of poetriesI listed my poetic deviceI dwelled onContinue reading “Fair of hearts”
Writer
I’m a mere heart-warming poetry Enhancing thy scars as a beauty garland; An abstract of pious heart sheen Yielding every touch of thy healthy emotions. I’m a ship submerged in the sea of intensities; A saint in the church of love Worshiping every shade of thy worthy beauties. I’m a keen writer; selfless or adeptContinue reading “Writer”
Secrets
A poetry my soul makesContains my secrets of deep sorrowsThe rhythm it sanctionsBless my words with secrets too narrow A letter bottled upThrown near the shore of heartContains all my secretsOf you and our love being hard A mug of water pulledIn the sea of my lost spring’s secretsAnother metaphor addedTo sorrows or griefs orContinue reading “Secrets”
Growling stomach
// His stomach is not habitual of bearingSo much food he got in a day. // That morning when I woke up for jog, the smashing noise of rain were coming from my window.I went outside to feel the pleasure it brings with every drop while in the mean time a boy around 6 pavedContinue reading “Growling stomach”
Autumn
See the colours of my skyA blend of emotions of thyHeart ranging dark sheds of leavesFalling from trees look pretty in mist See my scars when I blow the dirtSignifying my presence on earthA day becomes lively and smart“Autumn!” In happiness you remark Rains my part I blow rainbows startEverything I re-alive with meDays becomeContinue reading “Autumn”
Lighthouse
In the middle of the sea,Eyes couldn’t trace a thing;No creature no sign,More I addled my mind. As on island a lighthouse,She held me up on my foot;Giving light to my dark,Helped me clear my path. She is my blurry mate,Visible in mirror when trace;Solving my every quest,It vanish to take some rest.
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