#poetryofdhiman
The people
we love the most
Hurt us the deepest.
- D h i m a n
Apr 11, 2019
Apr 11, 2019 at 10:18 AM UTC
from the other side of the street
our soulless eyes meet,
we send waves of cravings
for our broken hearts to hold
but we don't step forward
you stayed back, i don't move either
we walk along the side of the road,
we smile at each other,
and watch ourselves
getting vanished into the distant,
this is what has become of us:
silent and afraid, forever...
©Dhiman
Feb 22, 2018
Feb 22, 2018 at 1:22 AM UTC
hope is the antidote,
the torch that transforms
darkness into light,
sadness into ecstacy,
it is the window through which
the sun sends its first ray of light,
the womb that gives birth to joy
and nurtures it,
till it blooms into happiness.
©Dhiman
Feb 21, 2018
Feb 21, 2018 at 11:33 PM UTC
the woods are lonely like I am here today
lonely within myself without the real me
while the woods have one another
to hold each other in times of need
I have none by my side
not even my own self
the woods never chase sunrays
even when they are lonely in darkness
while I have lost myself
in chasing
all the things that I never wanted...
~~©Dhiman
Feb 11, 2018
Feb 11, 2018 at 11:18 PM UTC
if I had wings
like the birds
flying in the summer rain
I would have gone
to your city
by the street
where you walk everyday
to your sweet home
and sat there
on the window sill
at the side of your bed
where you sleep at night
like a princess of my dream
I would have caressed your face
and left kisses on your lips and cheek
~~©Dhiman
Feb 9, 2018
Feb 9, 2018 at 11:16 AM UTC
I stood there
while you walked over the moon
into the darkness of the night.
I called you,
loudly,
then gently
as I watched you get vanished
somewhere into the lap of the unknown.
I glanced at your footmarks,
but soon they left me too
and I remained silent and lonely,
to this day,
I'm standing here,
where you left me
to get lost in my way...
~~©Dhiman
Feb 4, 2018
Feb 4, 2018 at 3:58 PM UTC
The baby sun,
washed by the sea,
smiling at
the snow filled mountains
less brightly,
than the summer mornings.
Younger
than the moonlit nights,
it artfully kisses
and embraces
the forehead of
the sleeping stars.
~~©Dhiman
Feb 4, 2018
Feb 4, 2018 at 3:26 PM UTC
Far away in the distant land
Where songs of lost summer
Still humming over the green valleys
There the old trees cover their arms
Stuffed in white suits of frost
Winter winds there blow them hard
And quietly fill the caves of snow.
~~©Dhiman
Feb 4, 2018
Feb 4, 2018 at 2:52 PM UTC
I thought you were hiding
behind your tears,
the little droplets
that ran down your cheeks
and caressed your lips,
but little did I know
the pain you held
within your chest
telecasted through
your silent cries.
~~©Dhiman
Feb 4, 2018
Feb 4, 2018 at 2:46 PM UTC
Stranger! You walked right by me
When my world wasn't this big
And I wrote my little stories
On the leaves of my father's diary
You showed me life's mysteries
That it holds always something
More than we anticipate
And heartily expect from it.
~~©Dhiman
Feb 4, 2018
Feb 4, 2018 at 2:29 PM UTC
I like watching how the rocks
float on the wet and dry grounds
along with the time that passes by
I like watching how they break sometimes
how the cracks on them
become visible
but somehow they survive
days and months and years
even when their cracks open up
raindrops and sunshine
enter into their old broken bodies
they bear the pain and stay silent
for they still find their way to stay
for as long as they wish to stay...
~~©Dhiman
Feb 4, 2018
Feb 4, 2018 at 2:19 PM UTC
I thought I was alone
like a young leaf
fallen on the field
nothing to look forward to
waiting for an inevitable end
to come and take me away
into the hopeless land of the unknown
but I was wrong
I didn't look at the other way
the way from which the sun shone
the path that was still there,
calm and bright as usual
but I was afraid,
afraid of the light
that I was craving
so I closed my eyes
took a deep breath
turned back
and moved towards the light
(light)~~©Dhiman
Feb 4, 2018
Feb 4, 2018 at 1:48 PM UTC