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2.4k · May 2014
Be my Silver lining!
Jaishree Garg May 2014
When I crumble and fall
Come steer me with your grace
Take down my wall
Lock me in your embrace

When all my dreams fail
Come give me a taste of life
Let not my blood turn stale
Untangle my inner strife

‘Cause that’s where my life is hiding
Come be my Silver lining.

Don’t leave me with my demons.
Don’t let the emptiness devour me
Be my bearing,
My tool to survive
Guide me to you
Let me feel alive!

When the lights fade out
And my fears crawl
Shed the silhouette

‘Cause that’s where my life is hiding
Come be my Silver lining.

Heave me out of the ruins
Where love was torn down
And lives were destroyed.

Come be my shining light
Break the walls that confine me
Lock me in your embrace
‘Cause that’s where my life is hiding.

Just be my Silver lining.
1.8k · May 2014
A Song of Fire and Ice
Jaishree Garg May 2014
I run to the high mountains
I pour my heart out to the skies
I sing of the summer song
While the sky above dances in yellow light.
The cool breeze fools the sun above
Takes a run, wins the mighty fight.
Your light then comes to me with warmth,
A view my heart wants.
Love to me is the song you write.
The tricks you play with the endless sky
And with the icy wind you find a disguise.
You burn me like the sun that burns up
In the blue abyss.
With the ink of my emotions
You write a song of Fire and Ice.
1.3k · May 2014
You Give it a name!
Jaishree Garg May 2014
I Stood there,
Waiting alone,
The lonely mountains wept for me,
spoke of my torment to the winds
And the winds passed it on
to the trees.
They all stood furious
Matching my ****** fury.
And soon, there was none,
Who escaped it.
The world danced
In the vehemence
Of our wrath.
1.2k · May 2014
Guide me to you
Jaishree Garg May 2014
I feel like an empty vessel
Staggering by the shore
I’ve lost my way like an orphan wind
I don’t see a way through.
I don’t see a door.

I need an anchor,
An anchor, to help me stay adrift.
I need a compass.
A compass, to guide me to exist.

Don’t leave me dangling.
Come now love, guide me to you!

I’m standing right where you left me waiting
Waiting, for life to happen.
Don’t keep me waiting anymore
Give me a chance to fend for.

Come, steer me with your grace.
As I lie here in dreams awake,
Be my light, my clearer vision.
Make the emptiness go away.
Be my lover, a convincing reason.

Come fill me up with an appetite for life
Don’t let the emptiness devour me
Give me a bearing,
A tool to survive.

Don’t leave me with my demons.
Come now love, guide me to you!

I need an anchor,
An anchor, to help me stay adrift.
I need a compass.
A compass, to guide me to exist.

I’ve been tried, I’ve been misled!
Come, undo my bungled attempt.
To reach out, I raised my hand
But, I’m falling down instead

Be my anchor, my cornerstone
Bring me ashore, let me come through
Be my compass, influence me
Come now love,
Guide me to you!
956 · Dec 2012
What you are to me!
Jaishree Garg Dec 2012
A quick glance, a tender smile
And I'm caught in a spell.
A gentle touch, a warm embrace
I know that all too well.

You are made of warmest compassion
And love, deep and true.
To reach and to comfort
The way that you do.


There's a little something
That you should know!

Your of a heart
That goes strong until the end.
You are like a bubble
So fragile, fun, fascinating.
Yet, so much more.

You are like a thought,
So uncertain.
Yet, so meaningful.

You are someone who
Everyone needs
A friend.
A friend
Yet, so much more.
921 · Jan 2013
The Blanket Of Pretense
Jaishree Garg Jan 2013
Pretense,
It is something you carry around
Like it is a part of you,
Like it is who you are,
Like it is engraved in your heart.

Pretending to be someone
You are not.
Hiding your tears
In the rain
Pretending to ease the pain.

Hiding under the blanket of lies,
Wearing the happy mask
When inside you are crying.

What are you hiding from?
Whom are you lying to?

Your pretense,
It is suppressing the truth,
Piling up the emotions inside.

When your heart aches
Let your eyes weep.
'cause pretending to laugh
Won't **** your grief.

Why build a castle of grief inside
When you can
Shed it all out.

Why burden your soul
With such a lie
When all you need is
To try.

Remember,
The world of pretense
Is a cage
Not a cocoon.
You can lie to yourself
Only for so long


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909 · Dec 2012
My Inbred.
Jaishree Garg Dec 2012
I spot it sometimes,
lurking around,
hiding under its cover.
Easy to spot,
hard to look through
it’s my reservoir for darkness,
that leaves my side in the dark.

There is no shaping it,
no holding it.
It’s a part of me,
My ******.
unknown and unexpressed;

A part that lies behind the face,
my hidden self.

That bit of me
left unacknowledged,
by the entirety of my conscience.

My encounter with this part
has opened a door within.
Possessed by it,
I’m standing in my own light,
falling into my own trap,
And living below my own surface.
But, living nonetheless.

I’m aware of it now
and not ashamed.
‘Cause My best hope lies
in coming to terms with my secret self
‘Cause that which follows me,
My shadow
Might be the dark side of my being
Everything that I do not want to be
But, it is the true spirit of life
And it shall live unharmed.


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877 · Jan 2013
In dreams awake!
Jaishree Garg Jan 2013
To reach out,
I raise my hands
But, I fall down instead.
To get up, I dream
And to undo this bungled attempt.
To teach myself to live
I take a step ahead,
To craft my dreams, I bled
Don't usher me down now,
Let me levitate.

Let me break the wall,
If you can't break it for me.
I don't wish to grow, I dream to.
No chance, no luck can take me there.
I don't want to have a bucket list
or "to do things" before my time runs out
I'd rather do everything
And add them all to my life.
To live like that
Is to live a fair life
Like a good man said
"Our truest life is when
We are in dreams awake."

Inspired by a quote by Henry David Thoreau"
808 · Jan 2013
Tricky Bastard!
Jaishree Garg Jan 2013
What is our addiction to love?
That we want it to stay,
breathe, and grow with us.
Why are we so beaten off love?
That when it leaves our world comes
crashing down.
That constant longing and heart ache
to love
or to be loved
Why do we give in?
Why are we stuck in
the circle of love?
Going round and round.
We either find ourselves
lost
or find solace in
the arms of a wrong man.
What is so tempting about love?
The passion that comes with it
Or the pain that remains after?
What is it about love
That we cant stop thinking about it,
yearning for it or
writing about it.
What makes it so special?
There might be many answers,
but we'll truly never know.
It's a tricky *******,
this love.


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715 · Dec 2012
What do you call it?
Jaishree Garg Dec 2012
They call it temporary,
An intense infatuation.
It passes, they say
Like a short lived memory.
That feeling of being tongue tied,
Speechless, shy, giddy
All at once
Admiration, none the less
For that “One”,
A powerful emotion
Beyond reason,
Beyond understanding.
They call it attraction
And many other things
But, guess they’ll never know
How a young heart really feels.
They call it a Crush
Why? I’ll never know.
To me, it’s a gate,
An easy entry way
Into love.
601 · Mar 2013
Naive little heart!
Jaishree Garg Mar 2013
An illness you have, my heart
That you don’t understand.
The love you have,
You throw away.
And what is not yours
You long to gain.
What love story
are you looking for?
That which can be written
You give no thought to.
Instead you set to solve
a riddle, you don’t understand.
Love doesn't come easy.
But, you know that already.
Or do you?
You’re the one who makes it hard.
You don’t realize it my dear heart,
You suffer from an illness.


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588 · Dec 2012
I want trouble
Jaishree Garg Dec 2012
I need warmth
I need Passion endless
A sweet whisper,
A kiss and
A promise.
I want compassion, jealousy,
I need a heart break
And then I need someone to fix it.
I want to be a smile,
A tear, a wound
And a cry.
I know It's not an easy road
That’s why I have never loved.
Its never easy to let go
That’s why I never got close enough.
But Now, I don’t want to live on nothing
All that I ran away from
I want it all now
I want the trouble
I want love.
585 · Jan 2013
Its Written!
Jaishree Garg Jan 2013
Every second, every minute
Life goes on like a movie.
A pinch of laughter,
And a bit of pain,
The reel rolls on forever.

Like a story unveiling,
Everyday a truth is revealed,
A heart is shattered,
A life is trashed,
Love is faded,
And hearts are wasted.

Step by step in structured movements
Life is arranged in a series.
Its all planned and decided.
But, there lies one difference,
That, there is a beginning
To your episode,
But no 'The End'
To your story.

Every end has a new beginning,
A new story, a new life.
Its never a coincidence.
It never just happens!
It is written!
Its already written.


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557 · Mar 2013
Wise word for the Soul!
Jaishree Garg Mar 2013
To the soul who dwells
deep within
Make not my life miserable,
relieve me of the guilt
that you  bring along.
For it will damage you
more than it will me.
I will burn into ashes someday
But, you will wander
for eternity.
549 · Jan 2013
Dreams, As I See It.
Jaishree Garg Jan 2013
Don’t hold on to the world
As you see it.
Dream on, break the barriers.

Don’t let the reality of life
Pull you back!
Let the dreams
Push you further!

Wander in your thoughts,
Discover your imaginations.
Make your dreams
The world’s eye,
Reach the skies or beyond.
Let your soul fly.

It does not matter,
If the dream is real.
Only that,
It has been dreamt at all!


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534 · Jan 2013
Demons of Love
Jaishree Garg Jan 2013
They're here to haunt you,
to pull you into the trap.

These demons,
they'll capture your heart.
like a shadow they'll follow you,
And stick to your soul
In the dark.

They'll dance around you,
and tease you, of your love.

They'll leave your side, never
And remind you,
That you have loved.

You have loved
and that your heart
Is no more yours.

That you sold it.
You sold it
To the demons of love.



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501 · Dec 2012
Let me
Jaishree Garg Dec 2012
You might not find love in my heart
But there's pain endless
You might not find passion in my eyes
But there's a fire that'll burn you.
I might be cold,
To you, a stone
You may think I dont believe
But, My thirst to live in belief
Is undying.
I have an anchor point
That holds me tight.
You don't have to be my windowpane
You dont have to look through
But, just dont stand away
And be a critic
Let me live
In the substance of my life
Jaishree Garg May 2014
By the porch I sat
and wondered hard
of love, of life, of him in mine.
There was a rift within,
there were two sides.
They fought over love,
Over him.
Kept throwing words at each other
Like a number less dice.
One said, “I love him more
'Cause I pray for him to be pure.
I ask him to live clean,
And leave hollow pleasures behind.”
The other said, "Hollow they are to you.
For him, a trick to smile.
I love him with an escalated mind.
Worldly pleasures made him mine.”
The third, spoke words of the wise.
Love ain't any game of divide and rule.
You love him for a part of him and not the other,
Then my dear friends
You both possess only one side of a coin.
Learn to love him whole
For his body is one,
One heart, one mind.
To break him in two
Is no love divine!
478 · Jan 2013
I am..
Jaishree Garg Jan 2013
I am the wind
Surrounding you.
Like a shield,
I protect you.

I am water,
Clean and pure.
I quench your thirst.
I keep you pure.

I am fire,
Cannot be controlled.
I can burn you down
But, I choose
To keep you warm.

I am the sky,
There is no limit to my love
And no boundaries to my anger.
But, for you
I choose to love
And **** my anger.

I am many things,
But in all my forms,
My soul is one,
That,of a mother!
463 · Dec 2012
Untitled
Jaishree Garg Dec 2012
Afraid to leave the past behind,
Unnerved to let the memories die.
I long to step further in life
Trying to surpass the bygones.
Yet, here I am Frozen at the crossroads.
409 · May 2014
Of Love!
Jaishree Garg May 2014
Love was born of poetry.
Nourished by fools, sheltered by the weak,
the end shall come from within.

Love was shaped by music.
Fed by the greedy, tamed by the sinners,
the heart shall die of need.

For now, there is no poetry
or the music which leads
Of love I speak
which left us Incomplete.

— The End —