Lahar Dhundhara

Lahar Dhundhara Nov 28

And you are the waves and I'm the bay,
Trying my best to make you stay,
I wrap my arms around you,
Yet you retreat without a clue,
I stretch them as much as I can,
Yet my grasp is never a 'ten',
I wish to keep you close and confined, Oh!! my rocks can never aline,
This pendulum of clock,
And my love for thy,
Your departure recites,
the melancholic sigh.
You are the muse that I never can write,
For I would keep you alive in eyes,
So that when I die,
I die with your sight.
(preserved in eyes).

Lahar Dhundhara Nov 27

Waves and the bay

Sometimes we are closer than ever,
And then we go far apart ,
Oh my heart!! It wrecks every hour,
when I can't throw you 'hi'
And you leave addressing a bye.
I know this jealousy is not mine to keep,
Yet it dwell inside so deep ,
I wish to fight this distance we keep,
Yet another chaos and I'm at bleed,
I wish to keep these wreckage unseen,
Yet another day and I weep
With all the abience I dry and clean,
To deal with muse I meet on streets
These silence like knife dug in streams,
Indelible museums, how hurt seeps,
And for my own sake I wish to sneak,
Sneak from present, and past ,
for it is the future that must last.

Lahar Dhundhara Nov 25

Open up

And love is something that never satisfied my soul,
Tempest of emotions, tornadoes of thoughts.

Futile are constellations you adore,
For it is not the magnetic world of alphabets,
But the realms of gold inside, eternal bond of warmth,
then is when affections of yours can replace agony, on cathedral, inside I behold.

Do not be in disguise, I won't mind!! Show me your craters, as if sipped wine.
Do not conceal your hot atoms,
let them bombard with passion.
Don't you bleed on fetter,
let real you grow wings and flutter.

Let me trace your demons and dejected face you hide,
Show me the depth, I'll measure the fathoms of salt, a suppressed tide.
The fossils which underneath your skin lies,
I'll show you then, what beauty they put out of sight.

Lahar Dhundhara Nov 10

Your absence

And how can I not miss thy presence, In such a delightful present,
When you are the ignition of candles, The warmth of festive events.

In sleek corner of the house,
Lies emptiness of your spouse,
Wishing we were at one place,
Instead of us sitting at miles haze.

On thread of indelible flowers,
Petals seem to have grown too far, Your absence make minutes feel like hours,
Makes me question the shooting star.

In melody of eve, your fragrance I
desire,
Smokes, the ashes residing in my lungs,
Without you, melancholy I respire. This is the heaviness and chunk,
your absence sings in a choir.

When our loved ones aren't home on festivals we miss their presence with faded zeal of the event.

#love

Lahar Dhundhara Oct 2

Explore

To,

The one who has not explored the world, for the world inside is obscured.

step out of the door, leave it ajar,
let the wind blow in, don't be afraid of the scars. In the cathedral of yours, you are surrounded by loads,
burden of unseen thoughts,
a rope strangling your throat,
the monster who prowls,
explore the tactics to keep them under control.

In the yards of breeze, let yourself lose the keys,
Portals will bloom,
when you wander in lost fumes,
Breathe-in its zeal,
Let the smoke of woods accentuate the universe of self-exploring theme.

Listen to the winds, who ruminate & sing:-

"You, the tranquil blaze of the morning sun,
a dose of lively boisterous wine,
go,
explore the world,
create it with your own insights".

Lahar Dhundhara Aug 31

Emotions

Most Human emotions are either nurtured in a cradle of freedom
or in the cage of fear,
Hide from the claws of admonished anger,
Seek the warmth in cold December,
Bloom in the fragrance of ardent breeze ,
An emotion obscured for it is digging cave indeed,
Few are afraid to be prisoners of someone's cage,
This Virginia Woolf once in her quote engraved,
Few are servants, bleeding from the cathedral of usurper,
This emotion endures in the name of hierarchical structure,
An emotion, as fluent dancer,
As if sipping the zesty elixir.

Bit of explanation -

An emotion obscured leaves a void inside.

Few emotions are born when we do not express ourselves due to fear of judgement,
We keep in check , hide it, and let it choke us for we fear our own image which others form in their head ( based on temporary act or encounter)
This Virginia Woolf beautifully expressed in her quote that says,”the eyes of others our prisons ;their thoughts our cages.”

Few are servants...
- This explains emotion when a person endures injustice and torture done by person who with this, usurped his rights( fundamental to be specific)
- They might be enduring due to post and position, power, or to save a relationship or in order not to hurt others etc etc.
Dancer
- Happy and lively emotions.

#emotions #fear #happiness #love #care #sad #pain #suppressed

Lahar Dhundhara Aug 29

Untitled

And because I have waited for centuries I know the importance of punctuality,
and because all I ever craved for
was redamancy, I run away from the iridescent hue of life,
and because I embraced nuance so deeply I understand the
distance & lie,
yet I cannot accept this dismay which your absence, in me, forever will enlight.