madhura-1 - Hello Poetry

How your words Feel against my assent Your comprehensive references Have reproduced my mistakes That keeps me reminding You are one of them How you show me There’s a darker side to this world How you make me believe You are one of them How your autonomy Has violated my expression How what I choose to personate Has no integrity to begin with How your discrete logic Defies my identity crisis How your masked conspiracies Have surfaced the unfaltering storyline Let’s break this progression Of adulterated proximities How the beauty becomes least appealing Whenever ethics are compromised The reality may seem hollow But let this abstract foundation Lead the way to **** illusion Around my consenting silence

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Sep 6, 2018

Sep 6, 2018 at 9:28 AM UTC

madhura-1

Silence

How your words Feel against my assent Your comprehensive references Have reproduced my mistakes That keeps me reminding You are one of them How you show me There’s a darker side to this world How you make me believe You are one of them How your autonomy Has violated my expression How what I choose to personate Has no integrity to begin with How your discrete logic Defies my identity crisis How your masked conspiracies Have surfaced the unfaltering storyline Let’s break this progression Of adulterated proximities How the beauty becomes least appealing Whenever ethics are compromised The reality may seem hollow But let this abstract foundation Lead the way to **** illusion Around my consenting silence

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Cryptic perceptions of ourselves Have let down the benchmark facts That held my strong interpretation Against you Mystery was rare and unfound Knowledge is contaminated By overhyped judgements That ratifies my fears How we understand now Conventional ways have Proved easier to communicate How I am still overwhelmed With your words And how you still protect that How this insight has lead our actions To abstain from holding secrets How our wilful commencement Has been the misleading direction That we chose to embark How the impact of our anarchy Has clearly outcast you amongst all How my thoughts cannot bind To validate your spoken word How I am still struggling To keep your memory, your touch intact How I cannot regain myself Through the end of this ruthless glory How I still know There’s more to this agony How my words Can never do justice To your perplexed disposition How your stories Have influenced my listening Beyond know-how How the image of you is still intact Beyond all naysayers How I am driven To write about you Against your validity How you have taught me It is still okay to keep certain things close And not call it mine.

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Jul 3, 2018

Jul 3, 2018 at 10:16 AM UTC

madhura-1

Close

Cryptic perceptions of ourselves Have let down the benchmark facts That held my strong interpretation Against you Mystery was rare and unfound Knowledge is contaminated By overhyped judgements That ratifies my fears How we understand now Conventional ways have Proved easier to communicate How I am still overwhelmed With your words And how you still protect that How this insight has lead our actions To abstain from holding secrets How our wilful commencement Has been the misleading direction That we chose to embark How the impact of our anarchy Has clearly outcast you amongst all How my thoughts cannot bind To validate your spoken word How I am still struggling To keep your memory, your touch intact How I cannot regain myself Through the end of this ruthless glory How I still know There’s more to this agony How my words Can never do justice To your perplexed disposition How your stories Have influenced my listening Beyond know-how How the image of you is still intact Beyond all naysayers How I am driven To write about you Against your validity How you have taught me It is still okay to keep certain things close And not call it mine.

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Do you try to steal the words? That I use to bestow upon you Or do you help me say them I am left with scattered thoughts Your presence is intimidating, Leading me to my nothingness Making me want to tell you Everything I want to let you know We are swayed away by a Sheltered solitude We talk about weather And about altered ethics When we intend to Confess the unfold affinity I follow my way to your perfection Defining your eccentric acts As a part of my sanity Let us never Run out of things to say To each other Past our coffee breaches And contemplate poetry acts Let us both know We are on borrowed time Let me always keep writing about you And still run out of things to say I reframe afresh to conclude Are you an escort to my expression? Or a catalyst to my dignified silence

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Jun 20, 2018

Jun 20, 2018 at 10:15 AM UTC

madhura-1

Presence

Do you try to steal the words? That I use to bestow upon you Or do you help me say them I am left with scattered thoughts Your presence is intimidating, Leading me to my nothingness Making me want to tell you Everything I want to let you know We are swayed away by a Sheltered solitude We talk about weather And about altered ethics When we intend to Confess the unfold affinity I follow my way to your perfection Defining your eccentric acts As a part of my sanity Let us never Run out of things to say To each other Past our coffee breaches And contemplate poetry acts Let us both know We are on borrowed time Let me always keep writing about you And still run out of things to say I reframe afresh to conclude Are you an escort to my expression? Or a catalyst to my dignified silence

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Dressed in the purest form I see your soul reflect inside out I don’t let you go unnoticed Letting you have My undivided attention In a room full of people When you come and steal the show The magic in your eyes Finds a way to speak to My scattered heart I am stealing your glimpse from a distance Keeping you framed In my unforgettable memory of you Let my poems reach you As my sentiment never will You’ll never know How my each word is about you How what I perceive Will only be scripted on a page And not in your heart If your heart knew, It would know to do the right things too Against every emotion, every memory That I carry gracefully So, let the truth always be caged In this maze I am better, Better being your unread chapter Than making it a bitter reality

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May 23, 2018

May 23, 2018 at 12:41 PM UTC

madhura-1

Maze

Dressed in the purest form I see your soul reflect inside out I don’t let you go unnoticed Letting you have My undivided attention In a room full of people When you come and steal the show The magic in your eyes Finds a way to speak to My scattered heart I am stealing your glimpse from a distance Keeping you framed In my unforgettable memory of you Let my poems reach you As my sentiment never will You’ll never know How my each word is about you How what I perceive Will only be scripted on a page And not in your heart If your heart knew, It would know to do the right things too Against every emotion, every memory That I carry gracefully So, let the truth always be caged In this maze I am better, Better being your unread chapter Than making it a bitter reality

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I realized I wanted to look in those eyes for the first time, They used to feel like home for quite some time. Those are the eyes I don’t ever want to run away from, A shelter in them, rare found, that keeps me running from. “What is so beautiful about them?” I wonder. I find my belief in them, after the wander. - I know now how I feel when your eyes look into mine, This can be my next safe place I feel, after such a long time. This is me, learning to pour out first time in all these years, And the reason is you, your eyes, in which I lose my little fears. Somewhere between exchanging silly things & deep conversations with them, I learnt to voice my words by then. - The same eyes that I thought where I lost myself, Fought to become the ones, now seems mirror to the self. “You have a lot to express” I hear people say, They’ll know I can now, as I have you anytime, any day. “What is all this rain, after the storm?” “Magic of those eyes, that always carried the warmth”. - “Those eyes could be special” I thought, For them being the reason feelings emerged other than thoughts. As I write my first poem, the quest prevailed always, I remember. But you became the Canvas I needed, the admirer. I can never be the same, never let them go, The reason is those two eyes, how can I let you know!

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Apr 26, 2018

Apr 26, 2018 at 12:34 AM UTC

madhura-1

Your eyes

I realized I wanted to look in those eyes for the first time, They used to feel like home for quite some time. Those are the eyes I don’t ever want to run away from, A shelter in them, rare found, that keeps me running from. “What is so beautiful about them?” I wonder. I find my belief in them, after the wander. - I know now how I feel when your eyes look into mine, This can be my next safe place I feel, after such a long time. This is me, learning to pour out first time in all these years, And the reason is you, your eyes, in which I lose my little fears. Somewhere between exchanging silly things & deep conversations with them, I learnt to voice my words by then. - The same eyes that I thought where I lost myself, Fought to become the ones, now seems mirror to the self. “You have a lot to express” I hear people say, They’ll know I can now, as I have you anytime, any day. “What is all this rain, after the storm?” “Magic of those eyes, that always carried the warmth”. - “Those eyes could be special” I thought, For them being the reason feelings emerged other than thoughts. As I write my first poem, the quest prevailed always, I remember. But you became the Canvas I needed, the admirer. I can never be the same, never let them go, The reason is those two eyes, how can I let you know!

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Let my heartbeat sync To the rhythm of your song Let’s relieve the friction In this much needed interaction Let us forget all the rules Let’s stick to what we believe in You can have my heart If I let you to be real Let your smile know No formalities Let your speech engage me Like a miracle Let me hear Your eyes speak When you don't Let this mean something Even if it doesn't seem to be I am letting you know now You are more More than a chapter Just be what you occur To me Be my one.

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Apr 21, 2018

Apr 21, 2018 at 1:04 PM UTC

madhura-1

One

Let my heartbeat sync To the rhythm of your song Let’s relieve the friction In this much needed interaction Let us forget all the rules Let’s stick to what we believe in You can have my heart If I let you to be real Let your smile know No formalities Let your speech engage me Like a miracle Let me hear Your eyes speak When you don't Let this mean something Even if it doesn't seem to be I am letting you know now You are more More than a chapter Just be what you occur To me Be my one.

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With invested lives and worlds We stand apart in our own thresholds Let down by the reality checks That we missed in our juvenile love Victimized to our negligence A wakeup call quotes The rise and fall of Some altered conventional phases I am reminded of you today When a lover cites the feels Of grace and homage For his unrequited love Let your wisdom pave the way To fall out the same way It knit us close The best closure we can foresee Would be in the feeling of knowing Our love is worthy Of a pleasant memory Through crossed seas And parted skies Marking of a marginal timeless love

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Apr 17, 2018

Apr 17, 2018 at 9:24 AM UTC

madhura-1

Timeless

With invested lives and worlds We stand apart in our own thresholds Let down by the reality checks That we missed in our juvenile love Victimized to our negligence A wakeup call quotes The rise and fall of Some altered conventional phases I am reminded of you today When a lover cites the feels Of grace and homage For his unrequited love Let your wisdom pave the way To fall out the same way It knit us close The best closure we can foresee Would be in the feeling of knowing Our love is worthy Of a pleasant memory Through crossed seas And parted skies Marking of a marginal timeless love

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Is this another mirage? I am happy to fall In a trap woven by Your words My mind takes a back seat When the feelings in my heart Roar for you I don’t grieve Except on this page Let your speech entice me On paper It seems we don't mean The languages we speak Let your wild imagination Imprint my heart with surprise May your failed mimics Excite me in agony And your up-to-the-scale chivalry Spark a hope in me For love, for peace Let Everything you speak Be captured in my words Let your imperfections Sway away my sanity And your expression Become my addiction Let your presence Drive my passion for once May your being, become my poetry

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Feb 20, 2018

Feb 20, 2018 at 8:59 AM UTC

madhura-1

Poetry

Is this another mirage? I am happy to fall In a trap woven by Your words My mind takes a back seat When the feelings in my heart Roar for you I don’t grieve Except on this page Let your speech entice me On paper It seems we don't mean The languages we speak Let your wild imagination Imprint my heart with surprise May your failed mimics Excite me in agony And your up-to-the-scale chivalry Spark a hope in me For love, for peace Let Everything you speak Be captured in my words Let your imperfections Sway away my sanity And your expression Become my addiction Let your presence Drive my passion for once May your being, become my poetry

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Let this be the good struggle That brings forth the fighter In all Hidden under the shadows of evil Was it too easy? Being nothing all the way When all you cause is chaos Over the heeded counsel There's an arrival of a storm Heading towards my cold heart That will lead us To places Far away from right and wrong I am again listening to that Uncanny voice That keeps haunting me In different faces Makes me reckon Where will I end up? Building strong bonds With a heart so weak So, Let this war end Between the strong and the weak It ain't a fair fight between the two When you've got your mighty weapons Paired wrong On a vengeful war night.

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Feb 6, 2018

Feb 6, 2018 at 9:47 AM UTC

madhura-1

The Good Struggle

Let this be the good struggle That brings forth the fighter In all Hidden under the shadows of evil Was it too easy? Being nothing all the way When all you cause is chaos Over the heeded counsel There's an arrival of a storm Heading towards my cold heart That will lead us To places Far away from right and wrong I am again listening to that Uncanny voice That keeps haunting me In different faces Makes me reckon Where will I end up? Building strong bonds With a heart so weak So, Let this war end Between the strong and the weak It ain't a fair fight between the two When you've got your mighty weapons Paired wrong On a vengeful war night.

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Life seems embedded in those lost coins Worthless in substance- But rich in endeavours The carvings on them Fade away with moving time But the learning’s are already carved Into the soul Though it’s invisible To the blurred eye When the short-lived luck flips The side on the dime We look for A way out in this unnatural world But the pain gradually loses its power When ink takes over the paper As the truth surfaces The pristine moonlight The lies are powerless Which were shadowed otherwise By the bright daylight Here I am again With the story of the lost coin Thinking what I have lost in reality When I have found within myself A mint of steady fortune To amplify the endeavours Lost and wrecked Between parted ways.

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Dec 4, 2017

Dec 4, 2017 at 10:47 AM UTC

madhura-1

Coins

Life seems embedded in those lost coins Worthless in substance- But rich in endeavours The carvings on them Fade away with moving time But the learning’s are already carved Into the soul Though it’s invisible To the blurred eye When the short-lived luck flips The side on the dime We look for A way out in this unnatural world But the pain gradually loses its power When ink takes over the paper As the truth surfaces The pristine moonlight The lies are powerless Which were shadowed otherwise By the bright daylight Here I am again With the story of the lost coin Thinking what I have lost in reality When I have found within myself A mint of steady fortune To amplify the endeavours Lost and wrecked Between parted ways.

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