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Praggya Joshi Mar 2018
I was awestruck by the sublime heat of our love which filled every jagged and rugged crevice of my soul.
But it only took a lightening bolt and soon we were dusting its ashes from our clothes
It burned swiftly like the scorching indian summer when we first met
Your hazel eyes glued to mine
The sultry southern wind could do nothing to calm your untamed passion that i innately knew would perfectly rival mine
The swooping birds whistled your lovesong
Tickling me tainting my dreams with specs of reality
Everything felt so inevitable
Maybe i was naive or
Stupid enough
I coudnt smell any warning
Maybe i was inebriated by your smouldering scent
Or did i deliberately turned a blind eye
Or a deaf ear when the placid waters of the tranquil lake began to roar
Impelling me
Trying to save me from going astray
But my heart knew you would save me
If only i knew
That you never ever felt the same
Cause you were never the one to stay
Praggya Joshi Mar 2018
The countless folds of thick dark curtains
Cogently conceals what's hidden beneath
A tempest of emotions wreaking havoc
Arousing chaotic commotion
Debilitating me
Some buried
Some hovering ominously
Raucous silence
Exhausting my insides
My resilience wavering
As I struggle to stay afloat
My numb fingers beckoning you
to save me
Before I become
A broken shard of memory
Praggya Joshi Mar 2018
We walk towards a deserted cemetery
Between weather beaten tombs and spectral souls
You wrap your arms around my waist
Rousing a shiver as I lean against your chest
We dance between the depths of the dark
Under the pastel skies above
With Silver moonlight Caressing our skin
Wilted petals beneath our feet
The silence of the solitary night
Splintered by our sonorous heartbeats
When thick fog engulfs us
Your soft lips press against mine
I feel a chill as time stands still
Wishing this moment would never pass by
As the iridescent mist receeds
An icy wind ****** my skin
I ponder and wonder where you are
I see your waning silhouette against the pallid sky
Reality stabs me ruthlessly
I tremble and quiver convulsively
Upon seeing you beside the withered old tree
Resting beneath the earth heedlessly
Turned into Grey ashes
Just a fragment of lasting memory
Praggya Joshi Mar 2018
My whole youth was spent
in exorcising myself from the bitter poison
that was force fed to me by devouring serpents
So much venom infiltrated inside my veins
that I became glacial to the core
dragged into anesthesia
rendered incapacitated to melt
even when the balmy breeze and beatific sun attempted to seep inside my cells
and combust the atropine wrecking havoc inside my blood
Praggya Joshi Mar 2018
March gallops swiftly ahead
Ensnaring February's vital essence
As frigid gale and Grey skies
Make way for efflorescence
Languished lands begin to revive
Verdant abundance greets abound
Adorning world in assorted hues
Like a bejeweled bride
With sparkling eyes
United with her lover
After years of strife
Like a bereaved mother
Shedding tears of love
Jubilant when her barren womb
Begins to nurture a life anew
Praggya Joshi Mar 2018
My days crawl in a vapid succession
My eyes fixated upon the inscrutable way
In which pastel days fade into pallid nights
Languid sunrise dwindles into dreary sunsets
As I wander in between listlessly
Gathering it's dusty remnants
And threading them together
In unembellished phrases
Hackneyed to death
As the first weary ray of dawn
Ruffles through my hair
I yawn, sigh
and repeat again
Praggya Joshi Mar 2018
When you look into my eyes
Do you see a kaleidoscopic soul
colored in vibrant hues
It's pieces interlaced finely
with silken gossamer threads
Mirroring a million silver spiraling galaxies
speckled with countless flickering stars
burning like fireflies
Residing at the center of this galactic disk
An everlasting play of cosmic dance
Waiting to be discerned
in its fathomless depths
Or do you sight war torn lands
inhabited by vast swathes of emptiness

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