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Mar 2020 · 433
Lemongrass
Aashi Verma Mar 2020
When you've waited not long enough
And it almost seems like weeks.
It smells as fresh as lemongrass
But dried it feels.
You know it's not love
But nonetheless, it's deep.
It's a mystery to seek.
When you want to live it through,
But it leaves you.
It's not easy, loving you.
So you choose to go.
And want me to leave you.
Because its easy to let go
And not easy, loving you.
Mar 2020 · 330
You'll be there, still.
Aashi Verma Mar 2020
Its funny how you say you'll be there.
When i look up to you
You are nowhere.
It's funny how you see through me,
And yet cannot see through my mind.
I rewind the memories, of moments being kind
To me, but mistakenly.
You believe, all that you know to be true, to be all.
Ignorant of my thoughts, just know
I'll be with you near or far.
It's funny you can still look up to me
Finding me where you you left off.
And me moving out of that place
But still left behind in those moments,
You said you'll be there,
But were not.
Mar 2020 · 321
Pages
Aashi Verma Mar 2020
I have you in my pencils
Your memories stored in its lead.
I have your wrongs in the eraser,
I have your rights on the paper.
I write you through my heart,
I let you reside in my pages.
Every word that marks an impression
On to the next page,
Being hidden under the words of another day, another you.
The one I write my secret letters to.
I know you will be with me on these pages.
And I will be with you through ages.
Keeping you in my heart,
Writing you in my diary.
Feb 2020 · 340
Backwaters
Aashi Verma Feb 2020
I let myself be
Who I was meant to be.
Going round and round  in the confusion
I meant to reach a conclusion.
I crossed the valleys and the rivers
I crossed the forests.
I found you in the backwaters
Of my mind.
Somewhere hidden, my happy place.
I needed my space.
I knew you would be somewhere nearby,
Between the crust and the sky.
Very much in my vicinity
But still very far from this city.
O Love, O Peace, be mine.
Let me be the person- I define.
Far from the battle of charades,
Away from the stagnant mirage
Come to me, I take a step to you.
Come find me, I beseech you.
Come to me O Love, O Peace  of mind
I am waiting in the backwaters.
Aug 2019 · 212
There is a way.
Aashi Verma Aug 2019
There is a way out there to start again,
Gather yourself, move out of your pain.
It's never late to make a good start.
Don't tell anybody except your heart.
Be smart enough but don't play so smart.
You may get a wrong shot dart.
Give peace of mind to its every piece,
Don't let the fire of your passion cease.
Follow your heart,
That shining star in the dark.
Sometimes in darkness,  enough is the spark.
Cause there's a way out there.
Aug 2019 · 221
Where is Understanding?
Aashi Verma Aug 2019
Dearth of hostility,
Esteem of feelings.
This is what I want.
Which can't be bought by even millions of shillings.
But who will understand me,
Will the Lord of paradise?
If he comprehends me,
Then why not others acquiesce?
Why there in this world is abomination?
Why not everyone affable?
Why is everywhere total complication,
Why not every heart adorable?
If everyone gathers on the boughs of trees
With a clear heart for everyone.
Your every doubt will fly for sure.
And you'll flourish, I say.
This is the sagacious decision,
That can make a good hearty way!
Mar 2018 · 547
Now I know what I want
Aashi Verma Mar 2018
I had been waiting almost forever, for getting what I want.
And I realized you only compromise.
I kept on moving, accepting the compromise
And then I met you.
You made me feel like never before,
I was vulnerable.
You gave me the flight,
the sun shone bright.
You were so kind.
You said you love mountains.
I knew I loved them too.
I would gladly elope to the mountains with you.
Because I realized,
I had always longed not for hills
but for you.
You made me realize
who am I?
I was wandering all lost
and you became the compass
showing me the way to be found
all for myself, by me.
Feb 2018 · 269
Loner Fun
Aashi Verma Feb 2018
How lonely, how funny.

Whatever it is,
It's not what it is meant to be.
Circles and squares
and more of them.
Mind-boggling moments,
trying to fit in a frame.

So much of a crowd,
each one is just one.
But everyone is here to have Fun.

Running from the din,
Running into the din,
which they call Fun.

Relax, breathe, is what all they say.
Making a part of their busy day.
Take time for yourself, introspect.
From every negativity, you disconnect.

The quest for peace, ending at Fun.
Again, your precious time you shun.

You search for yourself.
You find Fun.
Loner Fun.
While I spent time with a few strangers who, like me had come to a place to get away from their daily chores and mundane lives in which we were trying to find peace and were here to search for ourselves, our inner peace, I saw some of them getting lost into mindless, pointless activities losing themselves to temptations, calling it having FUN, and forgetting the value of time they had taken out from their lives to rest, to experience oneself at peace.
is it so difficult to be at peace, or we have just lost ourselves to the restlessness?
Nov 2017 · 301
...
Aashi Verma Nov 2017
...
We'll grow like trees, touch the high,
Roots not alive, boughs spread so wide.
Kissing the shine, becoming the shade,
Colours hanging on to us, like nature's brocade.
Jul 2017 · 239
Time
Aashi Verma Jul 2017
Only, if time had not rusted, even though it is in constant motion...
Jun 2017 · 280
Finding hopes...
Aashi Verma Jun 2017
When all are gone,
And you are to stay.
Darling, do not worry;
Things will go this way.
For they happen as they have to,
For they all happen for the right.
You don't know that behind this dark night,
There is a sun waiting for you, so bright...
May 2017 · 235
Wooden Heart
Aashi Verma May 2017
With a saw and chisel,
I carved my letter
On your wooden heart.

I never knew I was carving on you.
You told me you had my mark.

Never intentionally, I scarred that piece
I took a scar with me
For liftime.

You told me " Darling, it is my wooden heart.
Earlier, it has been carved too...
It can be cut,
It can be etched.
It can be burnt to ashes,
But it wont melt."

I laughed...
For we both are scarred,
We both are carved.
You, carved by my letter;
I am carved by your edge.

I am left with a mark.
You are left with a carve.
Many more to carve on you.
I am left with just a scar of you.
May 2017 · 400
Caressing wind
Aashi Verma May 2017
I appreciate you wind.
You awaken a part of me.
That had been dormanted by time,
And erupted by you.

I love you o wind!
You are so pure in your feel.
Brushing my skin with a caress,
And my hair like a lover.

You enlighten me wind,
With my inner voice words.
They were buried under the mind.
But now living again in my heart.
May 2017 · 1.6k
Feather...
Aashi Verma May 2017
I saw a feather,
In the windy weather.
Flying hither thither,
With no aim either.

Just going with the flow
In a motion so slow.
With a snowy white glow,
On a distance so low...
Sometimes, just a small feather hopping in a windy weather can expel the blues in the mind.
Apr 2017 · 288
Nowhere
Aashi Verma Apr 2017
The starry night,
The moonless sky,
The  darkness lit my soul.
The twinkles lit my experiences.
O! the wind; it blew the clouds away.
To a faraway land called
"Nowhere".
Apr 2017 · 575
Love will rest in peace
Aashi Verma Apr 2017
Let me put you into words,
let me rhyme you into feelings.
With each breath that passes by
I seek you, stay into my life;
etch you into my dreams,
carve you into my eyes.
I reflect you into my soul,
and ecstasy is all I find.

Let me put you into words,
let me rhyme you into feelings.
Let me touch you without my hands
and dive into your spirit.
Let me bleed through your feelings
and tear apart the pain.

For, our love is sensual,
unaware of the conscience.
It's chaste as a bride,
waiting to be explored throughout mortality

My existence is aware of you.
Your absence is aware of me.
Ignoring the mob, unhearing the babble,
crossing the mountains, beside a river,
our love will rest in peace.

— The End —