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  Feb 7 Pratibha
Immortality
Sky so blue,
we walk as one.

Wind so soothing,
our fingers brush.

Eyes so deep,
I couldn't return.
Or maybe,
loved, then lost.
POV- You were unable to look away from her/him.....
Pratibha Feb 7
She is a moment-
Carried by all waves,
Shouldn't  you show me
Some way out.

Beneath the sky-
I see her shadows,
But as the petals never do come in hand,
So does she as the moment passes away.

And so she drift, like petals on waves,
Wanting to stay, but meant to fade.
Pratibha Jan 31
Give me a call, and I’ll return,
With love that glows, with hearts that burn.
Magic will rise, a spark so bright,
Fading shadows, lost in light.

The sun will shine, the sky will gleam,
A gentle breeze, a peaceful dream.
Let go of doubt, let worries cease,
A single call—brings endless peace.

So call my name, don't be afraid,
Love will bloom, it will not fade.
A chance awaits, a path set free,
Together, we’ll rewrite destiny.
Pratibha Jan 31
Take my hands and lead me high,
Where sorrow fades, where angels sigh.
We’ll dance again in skies so blue,
A world reborn for me and you.

No more lies and no more pain,
Only love’s sweet, soft refrain.
Take me where the stars align,
Where your heartbeat echoes mine.

Let us swim in eyes so bright,
Lost in waves of endless light.
All our longing drifts away,
As heaven calls, we rise, we stay.
Pratibha Jan 30
Exactly when I became a poet?
Was it when you've arrived,
or- is it when I shattered your heart-
after a while?

Was it when I wandered,
lost in the echoes of your memory,
or-is it when I broke it all,
like glass collapsed to silence.

Heavenly it felt all with you
But how did we reach the edge-
where love turned frantic pace,
spinning out of control?

Your radiance - a soul energy,
Light I wished would never dim.
But when The dark creep in,
I lost my grip-
and I feared it.
Pratibha Jan 29
They said love is a melodious song,
A rhythm felt by two lost souls.
But in a world so materialistic,
Maybe love, too, is an illusion—
Sometimes you're in, sometimes you're not.

They said love is a bird’s soft chirp,
A peaceful echo lingering near.
But when the bird fell silent,
It was just another mirage,
A fleeting sound meant to disappear.

They said it all so true,
But fairytales know it well—
That song is fading,
A tune I wish would never end.
Pratibha Jan 28
The more I love the more I loose
Now that I have lost the one
There is nothing I shall call upon
For the sake of those we shall live
Fulfill our duties and we must leave
To the days we have survived
For those days still yet to come
Nothing inside of me can know my true side
I shall call upon the dear lord
For the sake of those lives
After which we shall leave
And we are all forgotten after a while.
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