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In my room by old window,
As turn lights are dimmed,
The face of new shy moon
Presents a dream genuine,

Simply the light of my love,
As you haunt me enthralled
I hear the sweet doves coo,
In the morning stillness call,

Your photo beams a shout,
As it whispers from my wall,
Silent, as the sun lights out,
Under the moon at nightfall.

Memories swirl in my diary,
I remake what has now fled,
What simple pleasures cry,
In jots for moony tears shed,

Window to worlds now sad,
In faintest light beyond true,
My black haired, lovely lad,
I will always remember you.
Sanna Tirkey Apr 2016
Staring at the night sky,
  pitch black are the shadows;
Grey-black and dark blue is the covering.
  Stars like silver sparkles, spread on a dark sheet.
  All so majestic, like a King wearing royal blue rob with diamonds on it;
  Cool breeze adding touches to this painting.
  Its not darkness around,
but just absence of light.
  
Night sky is exquisite;
Circkets making shrill noise,
  still deep down inside my heart,
a halcyon song I croon,
  admiring the white spot,
illuminating the night sky; known as Moon.
  
Whats so attracting about this sky;
I try, but fail to understand.
Days are hard, bright and youthfull;
But night has its own glory, charms and is peacefull.
At night, switch off the rooms light, stand in your balcony and look at the sky. You will experience the same as I did. Just give it a try!!!
Sanna Tirkey Mar 2016
A pebble to a mountain;
from waterfall to the sea;
What a beauty of nature,
we have obtained just for free.
Fragrance of flowers,
buzzing of the bees;
Glistening of snow,
mystical sight of horizon.
Our Earth,itself is a heaven;
Angels are the birds,
Brownies are the animals of sizes,
We on the earth is the real magic.
But far from our world,lies this;
No fracas, no false decoration,
Gift of God is just so different than what we have made it.
So enthusiastic, eye treat,
no *******, full of greenary.
Enthrals you, captivates you in its purity.
Wow, the nature is so natural.
You can't run away from nature. You inhale and exhale it, just try to feel it sometimes.
Sanna Tirkey Mar 2016
Everyone wants me to do this;
Situations make me do that;
All what really matters to the world is,
I should do what they want.
No one cares for what I want.
People want to mould me as they wish,
has anyone tried to understand what my condition is.
All I want is fulfill my wish, live my dreams and do things which I choose to do.
No one there,
But I want to do what I really care.
I want to be myself...
  Mar 2016 Sanna Tirkey
Helen
I've tried to talk about it
until I'm blue in the face
but I'm already dead
the conversation left
...no trace
I called at 4am
Left a voice message
followed up with a text,
I guess you didn't get it
My drama is a burden
My tears are hard to take
My words are hard to process
maybe, my friendship
was a mistake

I hesitate to contact you
what if I'm interrupting?
I know that others have a life
at least they have something
I hit dial on my phone
then hope the one who answers
understands my sobbing voice
and doesn't silently judges..
I know I'm already dead
I just seem to keep on
breathing
as long as I have a voice
on the other end of the line
I'll keep on
believing
this life is worth living
and the tears I cry are
real
because appearances can be
deceiving
*I look better than I feel
#anxiety #depression #talk
Sanna Tirkey Mar 2016
It was not your mistake,
it was mine.
Why I fell in love with you,
when I didn't had any reason to share  with you.
Love was merely a word for you.
My depth of feelings were true;
I know, my love and emotions were new to you.
Still you never cared to understand,
my love , which for you will never withstand.
May be you will think me as a joke
and never will accept my feelings for you.
But though you don't love me too,
Still I will keep loving you.
Only some people think it to be a mistake ....Is this really so that Love is a mistake?
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