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 Oct 2019 Surbhi Dadhich
Star BG
On crystal waters I float
with back to wave as if surf board.
Rainbow hews cover sky
as sun tickles senses.
Birds fly in magical form
spiraling in moment
while heart beats upon white bed.

Pushing self onward visions come
in images of rainbow clouds.
Time stops while peace takes over
and scene fades.
Breath slows to a stop
but consciousness speaks
with no heartbeat.

On crystal waters of death I float
celebrating the life lived
while dolphins escort nearby.
While songs of loving memories
are carried in backpack of heart
as wings open.
Destination...
Home to merge with source
in great sea of universe.
INSPIRED BY a youtube I just watched called A dog named Denali. It was well done but a bit sad. Its a topic I don't write much on. Death is just a stepping stone to another reality. One infused with love and light. One filled with peace.
when I fall
I fall hard

and fast
deep and
heavy

my heart eroding
            in the acid of its newest
discovery

            I hate

that
it only pumps when
            its blood is draining and
its fibers are being eaten
            
            alive

when I fall
I fall hard

rib cage swelling
            hinges nearly snapping
                        cracking
                       ­ breaking
as it unfolds
             and remolds
to fit

            you

when I fall
I fall hard

in my mind's echo chambers
my own voice dissolves into air and whispers
            its unconditional surrender

            I only hear yours
                        in eerie
            reverberating eternities

when I try to breathe

my lungs only
have room
for

y
            o                        u
              ­          y                        o                        u
   ­         y            o            u
y                           ­                         o                                       u
            y            o            u
                       ­ y                        o                        u
            ­o                        u
y
             o             u
This is the moment when I feel most like myself.
A small watcher in a moving place
I Sit and feel
think
And observe
And read, too

Sorry for the melancholy, but
I wish I could be lost here
Stranded in this place

I want to be swallowed up by this world
Just like this

I could do it I think

But first I have to get lost
 Oct 2019 Surbhi Dadhich
andY
a list
 Oct 2019 Surbhi Dadhich
andY
a list of things
i need to do:
kiss myself
and find the truth.
she was just another poet
who wrote
late night proses
about smoking
ten cigarettes
in one sitting,
and climbing closed gates
at 1 am
and other bad ideas —
bad ideas
like him.
 Oct 2019 Surbhi Dadhich
Trout
I'm falling down a stairway
I never wanted to behave
I wouldn't love you either way
My eyes are fallen in anyway
I couldn't stay forever
The other ways are better
Oh, love me like you said there
You want to live forever
The times are never changing
The patterns rearranging
The gospel said it's all ours
Never believe it's too hard

My droning spire at night
Believe in tires to hide
A fantasy is rising
Never believed the sky beams
Undo the undulations
Forbidden conversations
Ecstatic violations
A good reincarnation
The sun receives a vision
To me this is all risen
I can't bother to listen
All saints, all sinners missing
The good parade ambition
I will not see you mythic
I cannot be a ribbon
Tied on the box of rhythm

Follow a sacred passion
Redo restore the action
Go like a churchbell hatchet
At night it's all reactions
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