rishita

rishita Jun 12

ray-5

Those strings making the melodies .
The relieving melodies causing
the pain to fingers
while soothing the soul .

Sometimes harmony is in sync with the sufferings.

rishita Jun 12

I am lost in the grace of nothing achieved .
Longing for a praise that's quietly deceived .
Serene turned sour pleasing its ego.
Those validated hours left me to let me grow .
Wondering if I'm worthy enough
Or just a voice in crowd.
Silenced all the dreams that should've been so loud.
Still no response and just these thoughts on my mind.
The repentance for all the possibilities
that I left behind.
The clock's running faster and still I've time to wait.
Will i ever gather the courage to change my fate?

Start working for your dreams as thoughts won't make a change in real life. Thoughts will only make your life better in THOUGHTS only.
Still I've time to wait- The Taunts but still not taking any kind of action against it .
The toxic trait thinking that we will do something better will only be true if you start putting efforts for actually doing
SOMETHING BETTER

rishita Jun 10

An Optimist

Everything collapsed because
something better was written.
The doors got locked to search
treasure in prison.
The leaves fall apart to kiss the earth's skin.
Put a full stop and a new day will begin.
The shadow's darker , when there exists a bright light.
The Titanic sank maybe for us to take a flight.
The lies broke heart but the truth was even bitter.
Black and white looked peaceful without the glitter.
The bullet wasn't more painful than the pricking vest.
In the hustle,
the wounds gave the time to rest.
Regrets within us made a lot change.
Crossed the limits to find our range.
Lost everything but the self was found.
Left the crowd to revive when no one was around.

rishita Jun 10

A paradox within

In virtue's light the vice shadow exists.
The paradox within that the heart can't resist.

In the life's maze ,
As we wander and roam,
either we follow the light's trace
or reach the dark home.

In the shadows, where the vice resides
With a positive spell that virtue provides.

What's shown outside
is declined somewhere within
With a mask of smile beside
Disappears the true colour of skin

rishita Jun 10

that toxic reflection

a doubt arises
with some poison,
colouring the
art of envy.
a monster without
horns is
residing within
the thoughts.
And the heart's still
innocent thinking
it won't take
everything
at all.

Those monstrous thoughts fighting with the virtuous heart.
Heart being Heart
Thinking it will leave something for the soul.

rishita Jun 8

Titles

The PERFECTION I wanted
Were in my FEATHERs.
I asked the MIRROR , who I see here?
Wanted to GO BACK IN THE PAST with all those ARCS.
With HIM , I also wanted to disappear .
Those PAPER BOATS took away her INNER MONOLOGUE.
That INSIGNIFICANT one asked WAS IT FUN?
The ARCS CLOSED now and the UNTITLED becomes RAYS .
Remember everything, UNTIL WE MEET AGAIN.

The titles of everything I've written till a phase. Binding every title together so that I could remember these in the future...

rishita Jun 8

slippers

broken glasses hurting the soles,
hot tiles burning the feet.
the slippers to our souls
is just like the fruit of our feat.

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The slippers bring comfort to the soul, symbolizing solace and care.
"fruit of our feat" suggests the slippers are a result of hard work and dedication.
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