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Praggya Joshi Jun 2018
The yawning distance between us
filled with the lurid remains
From an untimely demise
Of a blooming love
Cannot be traversed
In this life
By either of us
But if you too
Mourn it's irrevocable loss
In stygian dark nights like these
Know that
I can hear your cries
In the shrieking thunder
Of the lugubrious skies
Which blights the weeping silence
That stabs me
In your aching absence
Although I cannot hold you
in a hearty embrace
And wipe your tears
Yet I fervently hope
For the wailing wind
To caress your grief stained skin
And make your sobs slowly recede
By whispering in your ears
If not in this life
We both will share
a radiant dawn
in another lifetime
Someday we'll fall
In an eternal sleep
Only to wake up besides each other
With tickling warm sunshine
Flooding our veins with timeless joy
our fingers intertwined
And our hearts dancing
with heavenly delight
Praggya Joshi Jun 2018
Our recent conversation
Swelled my heart with solace
I needed to talk
So the crackling silence of the night
Amplified by the relentless pulsating of the clock
Wouldn't keep me awake
Even though you didn't utter a single word
I felt content in believing
That you were indeed listening
With a ferocious attention
And an ardent curiosity
that furnished me with ample strength
To keep going
Without gasping for breath
Or clearing my throat
I drenched the moonlit air between us
With infinite words
divulged my heartfelt thoughts
And deep accumulated emotions
Making sure that you heard every one of them
Cause you understand me like no one else
Until the layers of ephemeral night
Receded and waned your glistening silhoute
I never stopped to hear your imperceptible replies
It was only when a gilded light
Warmed my skin and hugged me tight
I realized you were nowhere in sight
Perhaps you had gone to your home
But I forgot to tell you
I will be waiting eagerly
To talk to you again tonight
Praggya Joshi Jun 2018
These identities we create
And forge upon others
Do we really hold a right
To decide
About the patterns of behaviors and dispositions
Or the appropriate demeanors and preferences for others
Why do we crave
to change the inherent tendencies
Or the intrinsic inclinations of some individuals
That differs from our own
And briskly label them as 'unusual'
Why does it feels so challenging
To add a few more words in our vocabulary
Rather than sweeping them all in a category
Hiding It from others
Talking about them only in hushed whispers
Why do we deem
their emotions as inappropriate
Instill fear in them
For feeling a certain way
Forgetting that
They are a beautiful creation of God
Just like us
Made to blend homogeneously
Not plucked inhumanly
Out of a heterogeneous population
Written for LGBT pride month
Praggya Joshi Jun 2018
The distance between
Your balmy zephyr like touch
And my once scarlet
Now bloodless lips
Is getting wider
The strong thick mantle of your embrace
Feels flimsy spectral and diaphanous
The dulcet sound of your voice
That swelled my heart with solace
Has receded beyond hoarse whispers
Puncturing my soul
In pitch black
Eclipse shaped bullet holes
And a smooth black silence
Has devoured every spec of possibility
That can be articulated by you or me
To stop this calamity
from reaching it's ******
But I'm still trying
Do you see
I'm stumbling and fumbling in the dark
Fervently wishing
For the sun to flare with a ferocious intensity
So I can look deep into your eyes
See If there's a splinter of feeling left
And search for the inexplicable reasons
For this abrupt loss emotions
And this unanticipated ending
Praggya Joshi Jun 2018
You almost made me believe
That love could be
As beautiful as the changing hues of sunset
As delightful as a pleasant midsummer dream
As heartening as a cool and salubrious spring
Imbued with an affectionate warmth
More comforting
Than the benign rays of sun
Lacerating a biting mist
To soothe a frostbitten skin
And replenish it's ebullient lustre
Like a stunning byzantine scenery
Painted tenderly
To envelope the void of a canvas
But with a reverent intensity
A passionate fervor
Unleashed with a breathless ferocity
As well as an incredible desire
To never snap a profound bond of intimacy
Gleaming like the flames
of mighty solar flares
Before you left me
Praggya Joshi Jun 2018
For how long
Will these memories
Heavy with profound melancholy
Cloud my thoughts in a twilight shade
And blur my vision
With puddles of perpetual monsoon rain
How long
Should I wait
For the hands of time
To caress and heal my seared skin
Peel off its dense layers
Scarred and stinging
with fathomless anguish
Of premature losses
Repressed resentments
Maturating like wine
Cause a diminutive hole inside
Has gradually become cavernous
Filled with a darkest void
In it echoes my voiceless cries
Resonating with an intensity
That renders me senseless
Paralysis me to an extent
That my reception and comprehension
For any invigorating and uplifting stimulus
Becomes remarkably impotent
And I can read
Heartless written in their eyes
Which hurts
More than I can write
Praggya Joshi Jun 2018
In my dreams
The beautiful silence
Of a night shining like onyx
Imbues my mind
With a blissful solitude
In the nocturnal hours
When the slight need of a company
Itches somewhere I cannot reach
While a gentle breeze
Sings dulcet lullabies
And makes me yawn
As I rub my eyes
like a child I grin and fall
In the motherly ***** of sleep
The glowing orb of amber flames
Renews my spirits with its scintillating essence
a deluge of vigor fills my veins
And I eagerly anticipate
The countless joys
That'll slowly unfold
In a myriad of ways
My heart leaps with a buoyant delight
When the hurdles of life
I vanquish
With subtle grace
and an unruffled poise
With rose gold cheeks
That shine with ebullience
I love
Laugh
And thrive
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