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 Aug 13
Soul
Standing at the
edge of the
room,
flashing your
eyes to every
inch,
you wait in
silence.
You whisper the
secrets one
desire;—
You make them
go blind;
Bind to
you;—
Till none
is left in
them.
Do you
hunger
sorrow,
joy for a
reason?
Do you think fairly and unbiasedly when you look into something?
 Aug 13
Soul
(To the one that no one sees)

Hidden in the depths
of my fractured ribs,
burning my heart
with hot-waves,
you hid.
Born,
when all
tore my hands
for drawing my
ink soaked thoughts
in black.
Promise me;
To not let
my heart break,
just let it melt till
none is left,
will you?
I am actually busy these days, & so poems float into my mind. I just write them down, but my parents wont allow thinking it would distract my studies. Anger approaches me. But I wait in silence, still doing what I love, knowing that it is my psychologist who reduces my stress, till it fades, not partly but completely...
 Jun 28
Soul
(to the one that ticks backwards)

Leaving the future
in a locked
wooden
chest,—
You dive into
the memories;
Deep;
Dark.
You seek only
birth.
But why?
Why
do you
run away from
death?
If you fear what's ahead, there is no path for you ahead...
 Jun 28
Soul
Wearing a
white gown,
decorated with
Lotuses,
you dance
in the midst of
the distant meadows
like a new-born
petal.
But, in the depths,
where bones uncover,
etched to my black heart,
a red handprint,
you left.—
Will you
ever leave me
in peace?
Be honest. Don't fall into traps. Cause if you do, it is hard to erase the scars...
 Jun 28
Soul
Shoved in darkness,
poking the grey mist
from the edge of
your crooked
beak;—
Murmuring omens
of death 'till
the life
ends;—
But why?
Why do you wait
for the fall of fame?
From the one drowned
in the seas of shadows,
may I ask:
Is your heart made
of black-Granite
Stone?
Beware of jealousy...
 Jun 28
Soul
From the tiny
chest of yours,
dangles a white
thread wrapped
in thick dust;
Your face all
etched with
cobwebs
grey;—
I found you on
my old table,
beside my
blunt needle
which I held
in my soft palms
fifty years ago.
Tell me,
will you?
Did your heart
belonged to
someone,
once,
long
ago?
A love so long, hidden, not knowing if it was so…
 Jun 28
Soul
Snatched; Kicked,
out of the doors;
You run away
along the paths
in the midst of
the storms.—
Your visible ribs,
sunken abdomen,
soaked by the
tears of the
skies.
Does hunger
always rule your
life?
Have you ever felt anyone’s situation? It might be a person or an animal. What have you done then? Did you look into it with a kind heart or betrayed him?
 Jun 27
Soul
Fingers all stretched,
your arms wide opened;
As the mighty skies
shed their solemn
tear drops.
By them,
you soaked the
veined roots gently,
until green tender
leaves dance in
delight;—
Not earning a
single smile.
But why?
Why did you
reach out your
bare hands to
get scratched by
thorns?
The great people are not the ones who pass exams and achieve degrees. The great ones are the ones who serve the society honestly and trying to help others by listening to each of their wounds and reaching them to uplift their status. That kind of heart is very rare, but that is what the present lacks...
 Jun 27
Soul
Why be so rude?
To keep yourself warm
in the freezing cold,
you stole my seat,
which I saved
long ago.

Did you know?
The Atlantic's mighty
seas shed their tears
'till no Mariana
Trench remained;
The Northern winds
kept swirling,
awakening the fury
of the Typhoon lord.
All in vain—
seeing my
vulnerable pain.

May I ask,
Why?
Why did you
bury yourself
deep down in a
place I cannot reach,
below my wrinkled feet,
leaving behind
a dead rose
in a black
***?
A loss hurts so deeply. The hurt may not be seen by others, it even may be due to their actions. But that pain...
 Jun 26
Soul
(To the One Who Never Read It)

Words which silenced
the fieriest volcano,
Commas that held the
flashes of the skies;
Etched; Stitched;—
Like a spider web,
stuck in an Oak tree;
With no name written
at the end...
Tell me,
Tell me dear,
Do you remember
the first ink blot which
shed its tears on you?
Pain of not knowing to the truth, is the worst...Never let that happen...
 Jun 26
Soul
Why?
Why not leave?
The broken chain awaits,
for Autumn to rest.
Why?
Why do you imprison?
The snowy Winter—
gazing through
the hourglass.
Why?
Why so attached?
It's just...
only—only
—one life.
Be simpler. Be contempt with what you have. Don't get attached, just let it go...
 Jun 26
Soul
Grey cobwebs stitched
in your broken handle.
Coal-brown dregs at
the bottom of your heart.
No taste; No sip;—
Only a kiss left on
your solemn cheek.
The curve traced of
chocolate on my jaw,
my lips that soaked
in caramel juice;
All dry;
Covered in dust.
In the depths
of your ceramic
lies the secret truths
that I never knew.
Tell me;—
Tell me,
Why?
Why, just us
lost in the
mist?
Broken Love holds the truths which we do not know...
 Jun 26
Soul
Charged;
Defrauded;
Roaring with rage,
you hid in my
duct, hovering
a blanket over
you, closer
to my
vulnerable
left eye.—
You etched
a tear drop,
drowned in
silence.
Will you
ever let it
fall?
Have you ever hidden your pain to someone? Thinking it would do better?...
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