How it would be if I meet you again as a complete stranger ?
I would never talked about LOVE,
I would never indulge you in my feelings
I would rewrite my story just including me,
I would never have you in my dreams,.
The feeling of strangers is good,
No voids and No nulls.
.
~preethi.
May 30, 2022
May 30, 2022 at 8:35 AM UTC
I stand in the middle of space where am bounded and hooked up by the fine threads which are though visible but cannot be unhook
I struggle with the exhaustion caused in my brain and heart making me suffocate tearing down my ray of hope- calling those threads as paternal and maternal relations!!
~preethi
Jan 3, 2021
Jan 3, 2021 at 3:45 AM UTC
Getting entrapped in this word called
LOVE..
Love itself is not something beautiful as it seems to be ! It’s a myth!
Love is just like one’s irresistible feelings towards the other things and were unable to make any distinguishing between them and called it as LOVE
~preethi
Dec 5, 2020
Dec 5, 2020 at 9:13 AM UTC
Her poems are like a Sea,
Writing about her Soulmate
With full of anticipation and love
Dripping every letter from her pen
Her eyes are like camera
Capturing every beautiful moment of his in her own heart,
Her smiles are like pearls
Rejecting the diamonds in exchange for his pearls
And he is her life now
No matter what happens and
what gonna happens
~preethi
Nov 22, 2020
Nov 22, 2020 at 10:54 AM UTC
What are we upto? What is this tremendous amount of time and foolish energy is upto?
When this life is such a ring
Where every step still makes
Us stand In the circle?
What is our Ill gratitude for people is upto?
What’s our bravery to complain about things?
IN THE END ALL THE THINGS ARE LOST IN THE NEGLIGENCE AND DEATH...!
~preethi
Nov 15, 2020
Nov 15, 2020 at 9:29 AM UTC
Life needs more starry lights and bonfire nights at cabin
~preethi
Nov 8, 2020
Nov 8, 2020 at 11:28 AM UTC
The sun which ripens my fruits,
The star which guides my lost ship,
The wind whispers in my ear ,
And the earth asks me
“What is the use of the dwelling on acres of land When I am intended to eat only my peck of grain?”
It was a secret like flowers in the backyard,
Yet me,
You,
And
None ,
Would understand this....!!
~preethi
Nov 6, 2020
Nov 6, 2020 at 9:14 AM UTC
In The dusky night and the starless sky of the winter day ,
The sweet fragrance of Nightqueen flowers, and the scent of the winter night ,
I move along the corner of my lane reviving the beautiful memories
There lies a world full of wonder and excitement , beyond the vision of naked eye,
There lies a world with the half acquaintance with half of bewilderment,
I fly in my darling world with the bud of hope and fragile petals
Alas! the winter breeze blew my hair bringing me back to the World of people
~preethi
Nov 4, 2020
Nov 4, 2020 at 10:37 AM UTC
They are beautiful and untamed ,
They grow up against the harsh winds,
They spread like a river freely with
No boundaries,
They blossom whose fragrance takes to a new world ,
They are fragile like a beautiful heart and sensitive like a baby ,
They make the heart ponder and love stronger ,
They laugh lovably and makes hearts fly like a feather
And they are Flowers the true wild flowers ❤️
~preethi
Nov 1, 2020
Nov 1, 2020 at 11:36 PM UTC
Besides the idle winter river,
And in the vacant summer days,
Under the shades of my trees
I wish , I would sit down with
The most peace in me,
I want to stand quiet
Quiet along the forest alone
while the wind shaking down the wilt leaves
the river clearing the burnt deeds of guilt,
I want to see the real reflection of my existence.
~preethi.
Nov 1, 2020
Nov 1, 2020 at 4:52 AM UTC