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purvi-gadia
Away from this platform since ages. / / my blog (if you would like to read) / purvigadia.blogspot.com
I could see the daring truth in her crystal clear eyes. They emitted a radiant kind of enigmatic enlightening light. Before the beginning of the lie emerged the truth , with the sudden rapidness of dams opened to flow. Danced in her eyes, a daring truthful show. Looking into her eyes is a challenging dare- to reveal all your truths. So what will you choose, Truth or dare?
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Dec 23, 2014
Dec 23, 2014 at 9:55 AM UTC
Truth or Dare?
There is a FURIOUS storm knocking at my door. The wind is HOWLING LOUDER than the wolves. Trees trying VERY hard to fight against the strong winds and at least, kneel on their knees. Everything unsecured is swirling around.... There is a sense of fear everywhere. I can hear glasses SHATTER.... Things falling and slamming to the ground. I suddenly start shivering or is it shaking. Is it the ground below me that's moving or me, who is trembling with fear???? It's the next day. Everything has calmed down or so it looks. Indeed... The city IS silent. It has plunged into darkness.... I can no longer hear the taps go sushhh or the trees swish. Vizag has become an eerie land, as if it has been cursed, with all its leaves attracted by gravity and roots gazing at the sky. The once lush green roads, can no longer be recognized. All the modern facades made of glass, have been destroyed. Even my friend, the phone, has left me. Instead of walking on a cemented road, I walk on a carpet of glass, leaves and branches. All this aside, what worries me is the 1000's of trees we have lost. Will I ever again feel the refreshing breeze the trees exhale, when I open my window? Will the FUTURE, have oxygen in the air or will it be in bottles to breathe????
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Nov 15, 2014
Nov 15, 2014 at 12:09 PM UTC
The cyclone
I just want to break free, from this world...A living Hell. To a place unknown, God....Bless me well. I'll find some Garden of Eden. Some place where peace rests. A land I will call home, a place free of distress.
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Oct 19, 2014
Oct 19, 2014 at 11:37 AM UTC
Home
Just survived a cyclone on 12-october-2014.No loss to lives but massive, colossal damage to trees.Almost all the trees have either been uprooted or lost its branches by the cyclone travelling at 180-240 km per hour speed. I have a few details about the cyclone in my blog and few pictures of the present city, Visakhapatnam. I request everyone to at least have a look at the pictures. Here's a link to the blog. http://purvigadia.blogspot.in/
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Oct 17, 2014
Oct 17, 2014 at 11:46 AM UTC
Cyclone in my city(true)
Pizza spicy, cheesy slipping off our fingers topped with happiness, joy and love Delight ! ©2014 Purvi Gadia
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Oct 8, 2014
Oct 8, 2014 at 10:06 AM UTC
Pizza cinquain
Ice cream overwhelming flavored with sweet pleasure refreshing the soul within us soothing.....
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Oct 8, 2014
Oct 8, 2014 at 10:00 AM UTC
Ice cream cinquain
I could feel the earth moving, my life playing the music, reverse. On me, the hot sun was showering it's fury, cast on me was some dreadful curse. The light had darkened and the dark did light. The ***** evil attacked me with all it's might. The harsh wind slapped me every time it passed. The black cat had definitely, my path crossed. Every corner had an abyss waiting for my fall, if missed, I was to be burned with a fire ball. Tartarus had opened it's gates for me, My much feared beast had been unleashed. Tick tock, tick tock, the clock did chime, darkness within me started to grow and shine. Consumed in it everything that was pure, the curse had begun, now it's pain I endure. The angel within me was flying away to Tartarus, to be cruelly slayed. Now I had entered the land of Tartarus to live the blessing of the curse. As it's queen, I walked on a carpet of skulls drank the holy drink from the fountain of blood. Wore a dress of the sinned man's flesh, and was crowned with teeth and bones coalesced. Surrounded by voices and shrieks of the ghouls, only darkness inside me remained, contaminating my soul. On the earthy land,I slaughtered the king of hell, and the curse of becoming the queen, on my head fell. I now walk with darkness on my shoulders sins turning my heart colder and colder. Will I ever live again or die everyday henceforth? Eternally withering away with a heart filled with remorse. ©2014 Purvi Gadia
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Oct 5, 2014
Oct 5, 2014 at 2:01 PM UTC
Hellish curse
Success is sweet because it is a struggle
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Oct 2, 2014
Oct 2, 2014 at 9:05 AM UTC
a struggle
What kind of a world is this... Where money matters not a persons life Where people will spend all their money for a stupid party but not to save someone's life......
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Sep 29, 2014
Sep 29, 2014 at 3:36 AM UTC
mean... harsh world
No matter what I do I just fall back to you No matter how hard I try my eyes just wont stop to cry my emotions, they are spilling on pages I wish you could read these messages I knew one day it would end but still, I made you my friend with you I was strong and now I'm weak I can hear my broken heart weep What happened to that friendship we shared How did it get impaired To me, you were my everything I thought we had that zing But you left me here alone in this eerie place unknown still I survive on those burns on hearing your name my heart does churn Although I try to forget you my heart, with me, just argues no matter what I do my heart just falls back to you
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Sep 28, 2014
Sep 28, 2014 at 12:12 PM UTC
I fall back to you