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Hamna Apr 13
My favorite pursuit of happiness
is to recite the enchanting verses from the beauteous Quran.
To be lost in its splendor.
To Mesmerize myself with its grandeur.
Breath with pure sublimity.
I can wipe out my woes and blues.
And rise to the majestic heights of glee,
like an uncaged eagle who soared to be free.
Ramadan Mubarak!
Maitri Mishra Jan 27
The love of my life runs through my veins
It can't be a lie that makes me feel safe
All the jewels of emotions come into the phrase
Neutralizing stabilised thoughts for a place
Concluding I hope to get my precious gains

The Brain and Heart are my soul locators
Giving me purpose to live and aware
Following into happiness of my favorite sphere
Inside the self loving treatment of geared individuals

I dig into my thoughts of shallow waters
Growling into the fact of curious matter
I am no more the master to my beloved grandeur
I lost hope into the Truth of love for my serious self desire.
Kerli Tulva Oct 2020
You wonder the meaning
in thousands of hieroglyphs
the roses you garnered
are still holding their stance.

The artists in fragments
collect their forgotten past
to assemble the untold future
into some hopeful slivers.

Wondering if ever appearing
on the white painted wall
there is a shadow of a candle
or mere illusion of the reality.
TheWitheredSoul May 2019
To a greater grandeur thats left to achieve every next day this is not the day or the way how my story ends.
Poetic T Feb 2019
My veins like glass shards
   itch beneath a memory
of aging brackish memories.

I couldn't lift my arms for they
fell like a breathless moment
                                 in a forest of regrets.  
                     No one heard them descend,
they just bled sap slowly, till all was hollow.

And all that was left was a time that fell,
                                      and the cuts where silent.

I was a moment standing in grandeur,
        but beneath it didn't really matter
                         was a hollow moment,
crumbling beneath life's weight.
Orion Rosemary Jan 2019
Is a terrible reason
Not To

In Something

In Someone

In a God

In Others

In Yourself

Fear is a grandeur adversary to many

But Courage

To Go On and Stand
In the face of Fear

Is the grandest Ally

So many fail to choose
A simple note to others and more so to myself.
ANu dei dawns..  
                         .      '      .
                  .                           .
                .                               .
His name is Antoine
Careful don't read out loud more than once....its a spell.  Delusions of grandeur!!!!
Aŧül May 2018
For the first time in my life,
I now live in a home of my own,
Regardless of the financial constraints,
Sweet parents built this dwelling,
Then I also pumped some capital.

Of late, we sold our previous property,
Well, I planned & cracked the deal,
Now we have this new bigger home.

Regards to my parents are never going to be enough,
Especially when we went through my accident saga,
Salty moist memories do not follow me now,
Indian, this Anugraha looks so graceful,
Darkness of night fails to take away the sheen,
Enjoying my time here in the life,
Not forgetting who made this house a home,
Call them I do my sweet and kind parents,
Even the darkest memories seem to fade away.
Our new home is called Anugraha, a word that means grace.

I am very happy that we are now living in a home that is our own.

Before this, I lived in the NDRI Karnal campus in a rented accommodation.

The close-to-nature Government-funded National Dairy Research Institute campus I will dearly miss but I am really satisfied with this new place that I now call home and even my best friend and future wife Pooja Shah will have a leisurely home in future. I am very happy that I finally live in a home that I can call my own.

My HP Poem #1708
©Atul Kaushal
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