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Praggya Joshi Sep 2018
There is something
In this fathomless ocean
That doesn't dares to quit
Even with the shifting
Tempestuous currents of time
And the doleful glare
Of a tired enervated moon
It's effervescent waters
Continue to reflect
Sparkling jewels and
Brightly colored diamonds
Even amid a dusky
wintry gloam
Praggya Joshi Sep 2018
The radiance
Of your smile
Defies the need
For an elegant
Porch light
To brighten
The starless skies
Or the need
Of a beaming sun
To soften a
Frosty dawn
I just wish
That in your
luminous eyes
I could
someday find
A pleasing evidence
That'll make me
Hopefully surmise
That a few
Of those glittering
days and nights
I could happily
Spend by your side
Praggya Joshi Sep 2018
Make my
Paper heart
Rustle melodically
By caressing it gently
With your soft fingers
As if you're reading
Your favorite piece
Of prose or poetry
Written upon it
Please don't turn
The page suddenly
After you've read
My story
Bookmark it
And keep coming
Again and again
With a smile
On your face
As if you can
Never get enough
Of it
Praggya Joshi Sep 2018
Let it rain,
Everything will look better than,
Before afterwards it.
Praggya Joshi Sep 2018
That rustling
Leafy canopy
Still shines
Like a famous painting
In the hues of a
Vibrant autumn
It hasn't stopped
sheltering smiling
And sad faces
Without any obligation
Yet
The placid waters
Of that sun speckled lake
Still reflect
iridescent rainbows
Even after torrential
Bouts of rains
They always find a way
To look beyond the
Clouds of gray
And the sky still reverberates
With the songs
Of halcyon winds
They never let
The silence stretch
Endlessly for an eternity
There
Believe me
The only thing
That has
Steadily changed
With time
Is that we've
Become too busy
In our lives
And have slowly forgotten
That such a place
Used to exist
In our ideal
Blissful friendship
Once upon a time
I guess
Praggya Joshi Sep 2018
The colour of
My throbbing
And swollen heart
no longer resembles
The colour of
Your dusty red lips
Now
It matches the
Colour of my
large dilated pupils
And the colour of
your capriciously moving
flickering obsidian
eyelashes
Praggya Joshi Sep 2018
Even in a stygian
cloudy night
I'll search for
A single flickering
streetlight
And with its
Shadowy glare
I'll find a
radiant star
Somehow
That would
Make you
Wish and hope
That everything
Will be alright
If not today
Then tomorrow
I'm sure
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