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You will not see my shadow pass
the gate of mournings eerie dark
Nor hear my voice among the reeds
that grow above my silenced heart
No fondest kiss to furrowed brow
to quell the torment of your making
for you have left me here alone
to sleep the sleep that knows no waking.
The last line was pilfered from a Victorian grave stone. It was too beautiful to leave there.
 Sep 2016 Adyasha Mishra
Traveler
He hugged me
Tears running down his face
I felt him shudder
For the whole human race

Just who condemned him
Has always been clear
The righteous
The believers
The possessors
Of fear

Yet sympathy
I felt
For the Devil
Himself
Because forgiveness
   Runs through my veins...
Traveler Tim

We pay our debt sometimes.
 Sep 2016 Adyasha Mishra
AndSoOn
"There is nothing more beautiful than
A pink, orange, blue, yellow, purple sky of autumn."

There is so many things more beautiful than you.
The girl gazed into the vast, velvet darkness.
Tiny bulbs burning softly just for her
Stare back.

She wishes upon the glittering sky,
To watch from above;
To twinkle not die.

The sky replied,
To the foolish, dreaming girl;

"Even we, the stars, beautiful and sublime
Fall to join your dance.
The mortal dance of frailty and time."

"We stars dont dream,
Nor fall in love.
We burn and watch
And guide from above."

"The heaven you worship
Is empty not here.
But the earth at your feet
Is breathing sincere."

"So even your lives,
Small, fleeting and bright.
Spark more fire
Than stardust in the pale moonlight."
 Sep 2016 Adyasha Mishra
Anna
I search in the most unknown places
I wait for the air to take me away with its flow
I watch empty roads imagining a solace
I don't have one in my heart
I don't have one in my mind
Love is what it could be found on every doorstep ..
The quaint we are treasuring since time immemorial
It's obscure ...cryptic..
To explain the want of care I crave for
Not attention,not love,but support
I crave to be understood
The qualm is that no one can
It's not a state of mind that I am going through
It's a state of reality I thrive everyday
I've had enough of watching that empty road
I want my head to stop turning
Expecting every passer to be mine
The one and only...

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