Here the girl goes.

Plucked a bunch of hobbies,
From the dream lobbies.
Stemmed, rooted in her soul,
She garnered hard, to let the diamond shine out of coal.
Looking all around; fields of roses, she is a wild daisy.
Trying hard to find a way, but its all hazy.
All she wants to create a masterpiece,
Her hobbies, passion divided her hardwork in pieces.
Her mind fragments trying hard to lookafter every art she knows,
But under human capacity, it is difficult to be consistent in every art she knows.
She knows it all, yet she is lost,
She is the ballet dream dancer and too a host.
Enjoying a ride with dreams,
Stars aligning in a row and scattering gleams.
A wonderer, over thinker she is,
Thats the worst part yet the best it is.
Chasing soft breeze and a sudden switch she wants to travel in the speed of light,
Star gazer she is, admirer of dark night.
Light is her home, dark is she allures,
When dark lives within her, light she creates,
Beauty may be she isn't, she thinks of,
But a beast out of art colours she creates.
©heeranshimishra

A soul wandering, on unknown path,
Got myself under the piled wrath.

Unknown I was of my own destruction skills,
Finding bliss was my aim, so I took no. Of pills.

All I wanted to accomplish my dreams,
So I covered up my mouth and ate up my anxiety screams.

Wanted to fly high, so I started to crawl,
I didnt knew I was crawling against the squall.

Threw away hard, I picked up my shards,
In dilemma I was, what to do next now ? I dont want my dreams, my wishes to be in graveyard.

Craving for yet another magical happening, moving forward on unknown path,
Unknown of my needs, dynamic was my nature ;
So I kept burdening with loaths.

Now when I look back, I know what I needed,
I allure the way I bridged and struggled.

The things I kept within me,
Searched like a wanderer.


©heeranshimishra

Break those rusty shackles of mine,
Lets drift to the darkness, yet we shine.
Wrapping you around me, spilled scent of yours in air,
Driving me crazy your messy hair.
All set to be on a ride,
Burrying me in you, baby let me hide.
What I want is let the ignition be fire,
Let me burn you and me to be a single soul and desire.

©heeranshimishra

उलझी काली रातों में,
तेरी खट्टी मीठी बातों में,
हस्ती, खिल - खिलाती, रोतली  सी शक्लो में,
अक्सर में तुझको खुद में कैद कर,
अपनी हंसी को बेबसी में तबदील कर लेती हूं ।

आँखो के काले घेरे,
अनगिनत घाव मेरे,
चीख के पुकारते है तुझे,
बहते आंसुओ से फिर उन घावों को बेबसी का नमक देती हूँ ।

तेरे ख्वाब सिरहाने रखते हुए,
तकिये से बाते करते हुए,
दीवारों को ताकते हुए,
रात रात भर अपनी बेबसी का हिसाब लगाती हूँ ।

पायल उतार फेकी है,
झुमके अब रास नही आ रहे है,
जब से तुम दूर गए हो,
खुशिया में भी बेबसी का हिजाब रहता है ।

बेबसी को बढ़ाने के लिए ही सही,
बेबस को और बेबस करने ही सही,
एक बार आए वो इस बात की बेबसी बढ़ती जा रही है ।

©heeranshimishra

Dripping love from lips,
Taking those love sips,
You saw a sparking passion in my eyes,
You lifted me in the air,
I was spinning , feeling debonair.
I can see that glare in you,
Dancing ; you put your toes on mine,
It was like stars getting shattered yet align.
Feeling your minty breathes,
******* my sheaths.
I felt you much closer than you were,
I felt, I am a shell and you were a shore.
You grabbed me, you mended my ripped soul,
You stuffed steamy love in my loop hole.
You broke those chains of my soul.
Unchained me from chains of grief,
You made me feel high without a aperitif.
Broke down the moment, you and me were "us" now,
Our love made a vow.

I have the gleam of blue sapphire in me.

Laying on the bed,
I felt depressed so bad.
Staring at the ceiling my life seems monotonus.
I felt the urge I need to adjust the colour tone.
I grabbed the car keys ; and left,
For a long drive that is sweet and swift.
The cold breeze through the windows were like a drifter,
Nature was calling me, to be more closer.
I stopped the car, near a river bank,
Sat there and my legs were half sank.
My feet felt a tingling feeling,
And I continued to steal those moments.
Every wave, made me feel liberated abd I continued the stealing.
I went to walk bare foot, left my sandals
A wild wind came, and blew my hairstrands.
It felt more alive, like I revived me.
I returned home after a short meeting with nature,
I was laying on my  bed,
Now, I felt no bad.

(Family drama)

11:00 'O' Clock, the clock ticked furiously,

The girl looked at her dead wishes curiously.

The time played the game now,

The one who wanted to be different is a shame now.

The family made the home a fish market,

A young girl can see patriarchate.

Everyone thought the perspective is vindictive ;  until it's a boy,

the argument is valid or it is a foe.

The girl wept in corner looking at her misery,

Parents spitting venom on eath other, didn't spared even their anniversary.

Blocking the choices, the girl could have,

Maybe that's what the fate girl could have.

To get killed her innocence in the screams of her mother,

To  get killed the love, she had for her father,

To get killed the chances to have a loveable family,

As the time passed she became anomaly.

All her life, she has seen, was those abuses,

Fights, where his father had a hand on her mother that caused bruises.

A ******* her way now ,
when she turns 18, she denies to get a approval certificate,

Eyes rolled over but she knew the fire in her belly is adequate.

Looking back at the fragments ; Maybe the girl cries or smiles

What matters the most that she walked miles.