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Jun 2018 · 385
Solar flare
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
Jun 2018 · 514
How long
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
Jun 2018 · 170
In my dreams
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
Jun 2018 · 429
A Place
Praggya Joshi Jun 2018
There's a place
Where a radiant sun
Beautifully illuminates and embraces
The rugged contours of a jagged skyline
Before dipping into a gilded horizon
But never forgetting its promise
To return with an enriched fervor again
While an exquisite scythe like moon
shines like the weapon of goddess kali
And drives away the darkness
Not only from the sodden skies
But also from the core of our souls
And the eternal stars flawlessly carve
a splendid intricate tapestry
of flickering constellations
That doesn't seems so far
Light years away
We can touch them
With our heartfelt dreams and desires
That we've buried somewhere along the way
the air still tastes like sweet nectarine
And washes away the agonizing tang
of festering rues and regrets
While the heavenly scent of rubescent flowers
Mingles with a velvety wind
That wafts through a vibrant foliage
And conjures songs so deliriously melodic
Which magically lightens a heavy heart
And gently soothes restless minds
replete with chaotic contemplations
In this place
the crimson flames of sublime love
Never turns livid and blue with hate
Every breath alleviates our despair
It's ethereal ambiance dampens our unease
Let us try to find that place
Before it's too late
Let's go there
Jun 2018 · 198
Memory
Praggya Joshi Jun 2018
Among the assortment of memories
That homogeneosly mix
And settle inside a corner of my mind
Your memory refuses to blend
Just like your stubborn self
And reappears vividly time and again
While I concede to relive a few moments
In a bygone paradise
It becomes so difficult
When I need to confront the realm of reality
And wrench myself out
From the torrent of emotions
That accompany this short lived Renaissance
In my tender weary heart
They come out of nowhere
Perhaps I've forgotten
That they still reside
In the deepest recesses of my soul
Where I can never reach
No matter how hard I try
I cannot find the hidden interiors
From where they surreptitiously make their way
And grip me with a tenacity
That reminds me of those winter nights
When you held my shivering hands
And warmed me up like sunshine
At the same time
They unleash a profound yet hopeless longing
For you to be by my side
Cause you had always been there
In moments like these
When I felt overwhelmed
And all I needed was the comforting touch
Of your soft supple fingers
Across my cheeks
To wipe my tears
And the curve of your strong shoulder
On which I could rest my leaden head
May 2018 · 242
Honey
Praggya Joshi May 2018
I believed it wholeheartedly
When you used to say
That I was like honey
Soft smooth and sweet
Glistening like the amber shafts
That coruscated upon your tanned skin
When you yawned turned and moaned in your sleep
Before opening your caramel brown eyes
And uttering my name
from those dusty red slightly chapped lips
Without any reason
Just like you breathe or blink
And my eyes would sparkle
With a rapturous delight
Just like that empty glass bottle
Near your windowsill
That shone resplendently
When the sun smiled and winked at it
Or the wisps of grey misty clouds
That wandered despondently
But glowed luminously
When the scattered light of an aureate moon
Caressed them tenderly
You were the radiance
That engulfed the stygian darkness
Bleeding from my heart
Suffusing my veins
You were the vibrant spring
That restored my shattered pieces
sealed them with an undying warmth
And watched me replenish
As I bloomed from a withering bud
To the most exquisite flower
When your unconditional love
Percolated through my dead roots
But a blunder you committed
For you made me believe
That this happiness that you gifted me
Would never ever recede
it diminished and vanished
At that agonizing moment
when you left my side
And entered inside the gates of heaven
Now you don't seem to hear my cry
My tear ducts have long dried
My throat stings
I can barely speak
My skin is swollen and ruddy
Covered in bruises that don't seem to heal
My wrists are scarred
My lips crack and bleed
My complexion has turned sallow
And i believe wholeheartedly
That im not like honey anymore
May 2018 · 336
Blend into summer
Praggya Joshi May 2018
I wish I could blend into summer
A summer as riveting as I've read in novels
Made up of crisp warm breeze and sweet fragrances
The sun not too high and not too hot
Just enough
So I can cherry pick in a golden sundress
And sit under the shade of the tallest tree
As old as my heavenly ancestors
Alas if only summer felt as beautiful
As a fictional background
And the stifling heat of a raging sun
Accompanied by the searing winds
Didn't make me wince and whimper
I wouldn't think twice
Before stepping out of my house
And let it's scintillating splendor
Drench me in an awe inspiring wonder
Rather than shrivel and recoil
At this onslaught of a scorching hot weather
Which glares at me when I look outside my window
Like a sinister slayer
With a red hot knife chiseled to perfection
Waiting to pounce upon me
The moment he hears a creaking of the doors
To devour me whole with a furious anger
His flaming knife slaughtering my body
Till I'm nothing but puddle of sweat
Trails of crystal clear liquid
Left to dry
And dissipate into the thirsty sweltering air
Thick with the moisture
Of other hapless victims
Now do you believe
Why I don't blend
But melt in summer
Just for fun.. Hope it brings a smile in your face
May 2018 · 480
Rambling
Praggya Joshi May 2018
Another day is laid to rest
But the night
Seems to be blissfully crawling
Like a tired infant
Aching to be held
Minutes and seconds
Feels so distended
like the colossal hours
That would submerge us
Before either of us catches the amber light
Glistening from over the crest
Maybe you can say some solitary words
try to make this vapid scenery a little less unforgiving
No rambling like we used to
just enough to keep the conversation from sinking
A few old jokes which cracked us before
May stretch our lips in a half smile
While bits and pieces of rusted secrets
Can be tossed above into the hazy sky
We've still got strength I believe
To find flaws in this impeccable silence
between you and me
The silvery moonlight and the glistening starlight
Possess the celestial ability
To heal our woes and hidden resentments
Lets seize this fleeting opportunity
Perhaps when the morning strikes
We'll view each other in a different light
And the memories that we'll forge
Will be as sweet as the pearly dew drops
Glittering upon the lush greens
May 2018 · 152
The evil in good
Praggya Joshi May 2018
Sometimes the most beautifully illuminated
Sapphire studded night
Turns dour grim and shrouded
In an impeccable darkness
Which becomes difficult to dispel
Sometimes the most breathtaking
Balmy and soft summer afternoon
Which tickles my senses to delight
Turns into a harsh frigid
Biting weather
As the sunlight flooding my veins
Turns into a thick rime
And all I can do
Is sit and stare
With a distant look in my eyes
In moments like these
I ruefully wonder
Had I been more dexterous and less naive
I wouldn't have fallen for the artistically crafted mask of goodness that you wore
To hide the monster inside
Had I been more thoughtful and perceptive
I would have ripped apart your disguise
And never would have concluded to keep you by my side
Had I known your evil intentions
I would have never forged
Such a deep and intimate bond
I would have never experienced
The immortal sorrow
Of a bruised and battered heart
And such bouts of crippling remorse
That would hold their sway
And render my mighty efforts
To stay strong
And always search for bright and light
Feeble and futile
On some days
May 2018 · 127
Humanity
Praggya Joshi May 2018
Perhaps only a few souls
Are bowing their heads
And Clasping their fingers
Maybe a handful
Are kneeling down
And folding their hands
Probably not many
Are stepping inside
Temples churches
Or minarets
Or even remembering
The vital teachings of messiahs and prophets
Perhaps most of them
Are busy holding grudges against each other
Watering seeds of envy and hate
Rather than planting trees of kindness and compassion
Many seem to be blinded
by a monstrous desire
To acquire name and fame
And are ready to play ***** games
Stoop as low as they can
And stain their skin
With the blood of those
Who could possibly bruise their ever expanding ego
And blight their ruthless endeavors
A vindictive spirit has exorcized forgiveness
From the nature of many
And they're spewing venom
Which is infecting a steadily growing population
Thus the old rule
Majority wins minority loses
prevails
Not surprisingly
Humanity is collapsing
Every passing minute and day
May 2018 · 294
Sound asleep
Praggya Joshi May 2018
If you could
I know you would smile
It's time for your misery and anguish to perish
Your numbered days have reached their end
The wax has melted
The flame has lost its warmth and radiance
Just like the color of your skin
And your cold and shriveled
Empty body
That has finally admitted defeat
After fighting
since a horrendously long time
It has finally gained an everlasting sleep
Just a few more moments
promise it won't take long
I know It must be ruthlessly dark out there
But you'll soon find light
Cause these rites and rituals are on there last leg
the piles of cherry wood
Caging your essence
are about to be kindled in a minute
And I'm not going anywhere
Till I collect your remains with my hands
And place them on the sparkling surface
Of the placid waters of the Holy river
Under a hazy sky
beautifully illuminated by Twilight
I'll look above
And smile back to the brightest star
Shining luminously
As it enters the realms of heavenly delight
Memories of the day my grandmother was cremated
May 2018 · 305
Diseased love
Praggya Joshi May 2018
I experienced love in the form of a disease
Which didn't felt too bad
When it was incubating
But then it slowly spread as an epidemic
Throughout my being
In the form of unkept promises
Contradictory actions
Weightless and later vile words
Lack of concrete commitments
Reluctance to compromise
Monstrous ego
Blighted dreams
Which wrecked havoc with my emotions
And caused terrible mental agony
While amplified carnal lust seared my body
And imparted a lasting soreness to it
I may not have succumbed to this disease
But I'm still recuperating and recovering
It has slayed my strength and desire to love again
Just a morass of tear Inducing memories
Is all I'm left with
Life love sad melancholy memories grief hurt
May 2018 · 230
Let's Save ourselves
Praggya Joshi May 2018
They rose with their toes awash in snow
Breathing the crisp cool air
Their hands filled with icy crystals
Ready to ***** fat little snowmens
But that was decades ago
When the seasons repeated themselves
In a cyclical pattern
But now it hardly snows
It's getting warmer each year
And winter feels so balmy
That we barely need to cover ourselves
With  beanies and sweatshirts anymore
But this isn't how it's supposed to work we know
this is a just a silent warning
That something's wrong with mother nature
We need to open our eyes and listen to her woes
The air no longer invigorates us
It chokes us
Cause it's packed with emissions
As poisonous as cigarette smoke
A grey smog of toxic fumes traps the city
in a web of darkness
Obliterating the beauty of nature
Making us sick
The moment we step outside of our homes
Yet we turn a blind eye
And a deaf ear
To these explicit red signs of trouble
We dream of visiting gorgeous locales
Capturing the beauty of majestic snow capped mountains
But never do we dream
Of the imminent catastrophic collapse
That'll sweep us away
If we forget to get up and act
To save our planet
And thus save ourselves
From being wiped away
soon
A poem on the pressing environmental issues. Do give a feedback
May 2018 · 204
Insomniac
Praggya Joshi May 2018
A resplendent moon
Bequeaths an enchanting night
The silken dark skies
Glimmer and gleam
When the stars flicker
And a beautiful silence
Feels velvety soft against my skin
A  humming breeze
Soaked with a scent of vibrant night blooms
Kisses my cheeks tenderly
And gently persuades me
To fall in bed and dream
As the silvery sound of nocturnal Symphony
Drifting through the open window
tries to lull me into a deep sleep
Washing the dusty remnants of a long day
From by body aching for just a few hours
Of  peaceful repose
Before a blazing sun
Blights this soporific ambiance
But the heavy gusts of thoughts
Raging inside the walls of my mind
Vehemently oppose and assault
Even a transient rule of silence
And the view
Of the imminent day becomes smaller and smaller
Through the vision
Of my swollen eyes
May 2018 · 176
Lost galaxy
Praggya Joshi May 2018
You swore
Staring at me with those dark midnight black eyes
that you saw the most breathtaking galaxies within me
And I willingly granted you
What I thought could be your only wish
To carve an abode there
In the universe of my largest galaxy
the brightest stars and gossamer moons
I wrote your name upon them
Hoping that you'd stay
And they'll shine for you till eternity
Brighter each day
All my untold stories
Secrets and desires that I had confined inside the deepest layers of my being
I released them with a passion
In the lap of your affection
Under the crepescular glow
That shone upon our skin
Dazzled by your heartwarming radiance
I let you gaze and explore all of me
But never thought it'd tire you someday
And you'll yearn to leave
Maneuvering for the moment
When I'll set you free
And see you walk away
Stripping the lustre of the stars in my galaxy
That beamed in your presence
Rendering the resplendent moons ashen
And leaving a nebula of nostalgic memories
Through which my screams
Mourning the stolen twilights and the loss of once luminous stars
In the aftermath of your absence
Will dissipate into the black smoke without  touching the soft folds of your ears
Life sad happy heart love stars galaxies
May 2018 · 289
Absence
Praggya Joshi May 2018
In your absence
Days have become longer
Life has lost its lustre
Colorful has become colourless
A passively growing longing
Is breeding a profound sense
Of melancholy and nostalgia
In my head
Yet I have no inkling
When would I inhale your scent
Peer into your ochre eyes
And this ceaselessly stretching void
Filled with a deep yearning for you to come back
Will shrink and shrivel like a dried autumn leaf
Which will shriek and die under your feet
As you'll trudge upon it
And will hold my weary heart
Before it breaks and shatters
Under the leaden weight
Of this ennui in your absence
Life sad happy heart people bored
May 2018 · 171
Lifeless
Praggya Joshi May 2018
Behind the toothy smiles
Plastered on their sunburnt skin
The sons and daughters of bone chilling poverty
And those at the bottom of the social hierarchy
Carry on their lifeless existence
Without as much as a sob escaping their cracked lips
Look once into their eyes
And feel the crushing weight
Of their bottled up longings desires and needs
That they firmly believe
can only be fulfilled in another life
Where the shackles of penury
Won't confine them to an existence
Marked with deprivation and searing inequalities
Try to hear their unheard screams
When those that claim to protect them
Barely provide them with minimum resources
Needed to quench their basic needs
And they sink deeper into the filthy puddle of misery
Wearing the same tattered cloak
In the scorching summer heat
As well as in the the biting winter chill
They've been told not to believe in miracles
Cause their life is pre designed
So they don't air their aches and pains
They swallow it
As a dessert after their barely satiating meals
Inside them lies a hidden ocean full of tears
That would submerge them
If they let it's water leak from their eyes
So they never cry
But watch as mute spectators
Those who've got the means to thrive
Till they breathe their last
And pass their suffering
To those who've just opened their tiny eyes
And are yawning with their little mouths
In the cradle of their arms
Please give me feedback on this
May 2018 · 214
Untitled
Praggya Joshi May 2018
I feel ashamed
When i see the extent of damage
That you've inflicted on my heart
There are too many splits and cracks
Too many irreparable fractures and fissures
From twisting and tossing it like a ball
Too many gashes from words
With edges as sharp as an exceptionally chiseled sword
Which will take a lifetime to heal
I wish I could say that my heart has become an extremely fragile entity now
But you've actually rendered it obsolete
No longer capable of loving anyone
Nor being loved by anyone due to its pulverized condition
May 2018 · 204
She walks
Praggya Joshi May 2018
She walks with starlight in her hair
And sparkles with a radiance
That lights up the abounding darkness
Wherever she steps
Her father says
That she is his greatest asset
That no one can compare
Her brilliance shines brighter
Than a scintillating July afternoon
On verdant sun drenched avenues
Her friends say
That she is their savior
When all hell breaks loose
And chaos ensues
She never loses her poise
She is a Rockstar
In their lives
As for him
He still marvels at his luck
Cause he never thought
That what he wished
on countless shooting stars
would one day be fulfilled
She is someone whom he cannot get enough of
His heart beats for her now
She is everything that his soul has ever desired
May 2018 · 132
Untitled
Praggya Joshi May 2018
I think I bequeathed
More than half of what was in me to you
I willingly conceded the biggest part of my heart and my soul to you
The thought of you leaving
Made me lose my mind
Such huge portions of myself I surrendered to you
Your presence filled
Every empty corner inside me
Now that you're gone
Taking those immense parts of me with you
I've no idea who I am anymore
A half dead human maybe
I hear I'm still alive
But I find it difficult to breathe
And my heart barely beats
I fail to recognize the person who stares at me with glazed eyes
When I look in the mirror
I had absolutely no clue
That loving someone
Would bring so much pain
I guess the fault is mine
I loved you too much
Way more than you could handle
In this life
May 2018 · 107
Words I'll never say
Praggya Joshi May 2018
Lately you've turned into a source of distress rather than delight
The way you act is confusing the **** out of me
Its getting difficult for me to stretch my patience further each day
I hope you wear a stable demeanor soon
Cause sometimes I can foresee myself
Breaking apart with exasperation
I wish I could yell at your face
Tell you to stop being so pathetic
I'm not that ****** job that you took for granted till you were expelled
I'm not one of those cheap rubber squeeze ***** that you twist and toss to relieve your stress
I won't keep smiling like them
You need to stop kicking me like I'm your punching bag
Whenever you need to release your pent up frustrations
I'm a human with feelings and emotions
At the core of her being
I'm just quiet because I don't want to ruin
Whatever's between us
I don't want to watch you leave
Without giving me a second glance
I'm quiet because I believe that this turmoil between us would end somehow
I just hope that it ends soon
I hope you become someone
Whom I once knew
It's nothing at all.. Lol
May 2018 · 2.5k
Horrible
Praggya Joshi May 2018
Something about your love feels shady
Something about your love feels like neon lights
Drunken kisses
hurtful slurred confessions
Seeing the wrinkles of your chapped lips
Colored with a shade darker than my lipstick
Shattered heart
broken trust
Countless shots of alcohol burning my throat
To rewire my brain
So it would justify your actions
And lull me to forgive you again
Something about your love makes me feel like
I would live in a perpetual state of hangover
Of your memories
When you would have moved on
Without looking back at me even once
Something about your love smells
Malodorous
Horribly wrong
I won't fall in love with you at all
May 2018 · 321
Mother
Praggya Joshi May 2018
Your  heart is filled with unconditional love
That you selflessly share with all
Your arms are always wide open
They've always been my destination
When I'm worried and scared beyond doubt
You toil through immense difficulties
Just to see me smile
In silence you suffer through pain and sorrow
But never can you see a single tear
Trickle down from my eyes
You never panic when circumstances become compelling
you brace yourself to fight
You're my constant companion
Through thick and thin in life
No one can take your place
No one is made to take your place
You're a goddess in disguise
My mother
I wish you live a long happy life
Happy mothers day :)
May 2018 · 119
Untitled
Praggya Joshi May 2018
The day begins with a badly burned tawny sun rearing its head up impatiently waiting for the dusk to gather and ends with a pale ashen moon casting its feeble light in vain to diminish the overwhelming darkness all around.But i'm determined to see more than this.Tell me that the sun is beaming today kissing the sky a scintillating golden revealing a most breathtaking summer afternoon and the moon's lustre is beckoning me to spend the night under its ethreal radiance and i'll believe you.
The distended day feels like a colourless ocean and i dont know how to swim.So i spend my time thrashing its vacuous waves struggling to remain just above its surface so i can almost breathe with a slight difficulty.But i intent on feeling more than this.Hold my hand,crack a few inane jokes. I'll laugh so hard you'll have to press your hands to your ears but the sound of laughter in an empty house always echoes thunderously isnt it.I feel incredibly  peaceful when the heavy night surrounds me
Its my refuge my sanctuary till dawn breaks mercilessly through my window and shatters the thick layers of brooding silence all around me.The thrumming universe outside
rarely alights my curiosity.I'm a mute spectator when i step outside,hardly discernible specially when the sudden onslaught of wind knocks me down at a desolate corner of the street.But if you try to show me that the hush of the morning is filled with serenity and is more blissful than the sulking silence of the night then i'll readily abandon my sanctuary .Tell me that my footsteps have the strength to carve fissures on this earth and the pulsating rhythm that i hear outside can be heard from inside of me too.I will be genuinely interested then in exploring the different facets of life with you.Will you just try a little bit to make me believe slowly that i'm capable of living like you and not just existing like this?i insist that you do so.
May 2018 · 196
Ruin
Praggya Joshi May 2018
Im a devastated and dilapidated wreck
With loads of ******* scattered all around
You'll discover no valuable asset in me
Even if you dig through me for hours
Or drill holes inside me with the sharpest and searing tools you've got
You'll only pierce yourself
And end up with a fairly bruised flesh
With throbbing pain
Dust will cloud your vision
Tears will cascade down your eyes
Grime will clog your lungs
You'll gasp and grasp for breath
Filth will settle on the creases of your palms and will make you feel nauseated
But no treasure will you ever be able to unearth
You'll only find yourself slowly submerged under my derelict mess
Before long
You'll become a part of my shattered dominion
May 2018 · 216
Beneath
Praggya Joshi May 2018
Beneath my painted skin
Caramel brown eyes
Lined precisely with a black ink
Flicked at the end
Forming the most exquisite wing
Roseate lips coloured with an oxblood maroon
A peachy radiance
Emanating from the apples of my cheeks
There's a heart
Tenderly beating
And a soul
That desires love
Try to look beneath
And reach for it
Rather than gaping and grabbing a corner of my surface
Which causes nothing but sheer pain in me
May 2018 · 304
Write for you
Praggya Joshi May 2018
I'll write to you
I'll write for you
That's the only thing
That soothes my soul
When your thoughts become overwhelming
And start trickling from every corner of my mind
When the ripples of your voice
Bounce back  from the deepest recesses of my being
When the flickering stars at night
Remind me of that glimmer that used to dance  in your eyes
When the crescent moon nestled between the clouds
Reminds me of your smile
When the dense dark sky stretching above
Reminds me of your thick ebony locks
And the spiral waves kissing a moonlit shore
Reminds me of those beautiful curls
With which you were naturally blessed
The rosy blooms of spring
Reminds me of your scarlet lips
And  the rising sun each day
Fills me with a renewed hope and strength to find you again
When the languishing sun each evening
Casts a feeble light upon my empty bed
My tears glisten in the dying embers of sunset
And the cradle of my heart begins to yearn for you again
Before an ashen moon rears it's pale head
And another vacant day comes to an end
Praggya Joshi May 2018
From the cracks in the sidewalks
of old weather beaten tracks
With gravel roads full of grime and dust
Near dilapidated walls
Where days old refuse has accumulated
And the air lacks it's unique fresh scent
You find a way to thrive and shine
And your smile grows wide
As the sun sails by
Even though you won't be able to change your spot
This forgotten decrepit place
Will be your home throughout your life
Yet you don't seem to mind at all
For you've carved your happiness here
A happiness that seems to last
Even when you're surrounded by grey crumbling life
Day in and day out
You've found a reason to breathe and boom
you're unperturbed by what's around
And that's the reason your beauty sparkles
Way more than those who grow in perfectly manicured lawns
May 2018 · 345
Magician
Praggya Joshi May 2018
You were a cold hearted magician
Skilled in the art of trickery and deciet
It was so easy for you
To carve an illusion of your undying love and compassion
And it is so difficult for me
To still believe
That I was only a passing object of your fascination
The comfort and warmth that I absolutely believed
I could find in you
Was only a figment of my imagination
With your second trick
you made it painfully clear
That I was only one of the many stations
At which you paused
Took a breath
And then left
When your work was done
May 2018 · 213
Take me
Praggya Joshi May 2018
Take me
Trace constellations upon my skin
But do not pull your hand away
When your fingers brush against the dark uneven skin of my scars
Try to ask the story behind them
Do not tell me about different ways to make them fade
They are a testimony of my strength rather than my frailty
And I don't mind their presence
Even if they aren't pleasing to look at
Kiss my fingers slowly
But don't squint at the sight of my chipped nail polish
And don't drop my hand
When you notice that my nails are bitten to the core
And the skin around it is colored with dried blood
I know it doesn't look pretty at all
And im trying hard to stop it
But my mind seems to have a mind of its own that overpowers me most of the times
Do not tell me that Im in dire need of a manicure
Ask me about the things that trouble me so
And assure me
It'll get better
No need to worry at all
Dive deep into my eyes
Note how my pupils expand and contract
I know there is too much puffiness and darkness around it
But try to ignore it and try to read the message written for you upon it
Do not tell me that I need to sleep more or stop drinking so much caffeine at a time
Trust me
I sleep more than usual
Just not at the usual time
Just hold me and let me burrow my head in your chest
Ensure me again and again
That you're with me always
You won't stop loving me at all
May 2018 · 184
The quiet within
Praggya Joshi May 2018
After you've ran for miles and miles
Chasing happiness and it's numerous joys
To quell the restlessness that reigns your insides
And you're tired of promising yourself
That something will happen tomorrow
And you'll hurtle towards a zenith
of everlasting elation and exhilaration
Stop and take a breather
A moment to realize
That this endless wait for a blissful tomorrow
Has been the reason for your distress throughout
it will be
As long as you'll continue to believe
in a delightful tomorrow
rather than an ordinary today
This ordinary today which has all that you need
Even the miracle that you've been waiting for indeed
Embrace it with  open arms
Seek content in whatever it seems to offer
No longer will you hunt for those ever elusive pleasures
For you'll realise
That they were nothing more than a fleeting entity
Lasting satisfaction you will receive
A pristine peace you will find within
May 2018 · 196
Breathe
Praggya Joshi May 2018
The air we breathe
Is made up of our breaths
That means even if we're no longer together
I still inhale and exhale you everyday
An inherent part of you still manages to touch me leave me and repeat
Just like you actually did
And no matter how hard i try
It makes forgetting you harder than it is
I hope you know
I may never be able to fully forget you
For doing it
I'll have to stop breathing
Suffocate and choke myself first
May 2018 · 371
Light and shadow
Praggya Joshi May 2018
I wish i could tell you
Youre beautiful beyond reason
Like a priceless exquisite gem
You shine brighter than any sun or moon
I see you and i forget to blink
You hypnotise me without even realising it
Seems like i'll never be able to get enough of you
I can easily spend a lifetime just watching you
Your beauty captivates me so
Like a magnet it pulls me closer to you
But im afraid if i'll ever get too near
My dark shadow will drive away your  radiance
I dont want to spoil your lustre
I dont want my darkness to swallow your vibrance
I wish i could touch you
Feel you once
But my place is behind the walls
And from the holes carved upon it
Is all i'll ever see you from
I just want to see you flourish
Thrive vigorously and keep on sparkling
I may not be able to talk to you in this life
But atleast theres something for me everyday to write about
Apr 2018 · 278
Away
Praggya Joshi Apr 2018
My life has always been centered around sunsets
Although i long to savour beautiful sunrise
Ive always felt at ease
When im shrouded by the dark veil of a starry night
Although i long to chirp like a tiny bird
When the world gets colured in a golden light
I always find myself drenched in memories
Reminiscing about  things that i loved so in the past
Searching new ways by which i could go back someday
Although i know its impossible
So i try to act like i live in the present
But i actually live in between the layers of  past
They say i dream a lot
My dreams are incredible they say
Because they arent ambitious enough as theirs
They dream of reaching new heights in their careers
passing the toughest national level examinations and a life filled with finest pleasures
I dream about floating with pearly white clouds as curly as the strands of my hair
Making paper aeroplanes
Which has my sloppy rhymes written upon it
Swinging upon a smiling crescent moon
Weaving a garland of stars
That will shine like a diamond necklace
When darkness invades their life but doesnt goes away
Its a bunch of crap they say
Urge me to come out of a fantasy world
And embrace reality everyday
So i try to get up from those curly clouds
And try to become earth bound
But i land so clumsily
slip and trip
fall with a resounding 'thud'
I see bruises all over
With blood trickling out from them
Ouch
I wasnt made to live in reality i guess
Apr 2018 · 211
Untitled
Praggya Joshi Apr 2018
From the edge of a highest cliff
on a dark night
all you can see
is a sable terrifying wilderness
with a few shards of warped shapes
their edges as sharp as serrated knives and razor blades
littered all over a tar black abyss
Glaring at you ferociously
Making you tremble
And drops of sweat may begin to gather above your lips
A wickedly cold wind may blow against your shivering flesh
Making it ideal for tiny goosebumps to crawl all over
And the eerie silence surrounding you
May only be broken by the incessant chattering of your teeth at regular intervals
Right then
At that moment
Life looks really scary and frightening
But then youll notice a tiny little spark of dim light flickering and glowing
Slowly coming up from behind the horizon
Before you blink for the second time
You may find your eyes struggling to adjust to a blinding light
Pouring over you
Drenching you in a shimmering radiance
As you look up
Youll find a crystal clear sky
Shining like a soft white fabric of silk
Adorned beautifully by  shafts of golden sunlight spreading far and wide
Illuminating the sodden corners of the world
While a flock of chirping birds create melodious ripples in the air
As they fly past rustling moss green leaves
With pieces of food in their beaks
To feed and nurture their young ones and see them grow
Like tender buds sprouting into supple luscious flowers
Youll no longer tremble
Every drop of fear stained sweat will evaporate from your skin
Even though your standing face to face with the vast orb of flames
On that same spot
That edge of the highest cliff
On which you were shaking with terror a few hours ago
With a wavering resolve
But now it appears a distant part of the past
You no longer think about it even once in the entire day
Would you feel surprised
If i tell you
That this sudden change of nature that left you breathless a moment ago and fearless a moment afterwards exactly mirrors this thing called life
Apr 2018 · 220
Pretending
Praggya Joshi Apr 2018
You made me believe
That i could never be happy without you
When in reality
I could have been reeling in euphoric joy without you
I talked a lot but you only heard what you wanted to hear
And skillfully evaded questions that would have lead to a confrontation
Cause you'd got no answers no response
Nothing you could say
To justify this unfair game you played
You reaped some obvious benefits from me
Like i was your last resort
A functional substitute that you used
When all your options stagnated any particular day
I was never someone you would have chosen willingly
And i was aching to become your primary priority
Sweating over your trivial issues
Thinking twice before replying you
So it never occured to you
That i was sad hurt and frustrated with you
Before leaving you
I thought about a thousand reasons
And fervently hoped
That atleast one of them would make me turn and i would come running back to you
But you'd exhausted all possibilities
Which finally made me realize
That i could never hope to be happy with you
And i was getting frail day by day
In pretending that i was on cloud nine with you
When actually i was nowhere near it
I had sunk into the depths
Of an inky black abyss
That grew cavernous
And threatened to engulf me anyday
If i didnt ran away from you
Apr 2018 · 335
Dont love me
Praggya Joshi Apr 2018
I do love you a lot
A lot more than what your capable of imagining or perceiving
But it doesn't mean
That i would beg you
To love me in return
If you do not want to
I can cross countless limits
Fight a thousand furious battles
And endure the pain of ghastly looking lacerating wounds for you
But my self worth is more important to me
Than you think
I wont lose it for your half hearted love
I deserve more than that
I hope you'll realize it someday
Apr 2018 · 250
Life
Praggya Joshi Apr 2018
Life is beautiful
But it isn't always
A winking fairytale dream
dazzling perfect and colorful
Sometimes it's lustre
Gets easily obscured
Under the leaden clouds
Of misery and sorrow
At that time
Everywhere you'll find
Murky shadows of despair and gloom
While your happiness will become a diminutive entity
Smaller than the size of your thumb
Do not abandon hope at that time
For these sunless days aren't meant to be eternal
Try to believe even if it seems incredible
That better days are hidden in the future
Soon you'll witness a miracle
From the black horizon a light would flicker
With a divine celestial strength
It'll pierce through the sadness
That had torn you asunder
Wilted smiles will bloom
Vacant eyes will shine
With an excitement
you've never been felt before
Dawn will no longer scare you
Night will no longer become your refuge
When that day comes you will realize
Life is really quite unpredictable
It isn't a fairytale exactly
It isn't a nightmare for sure
I think it's still a mystery
That precisely lies somewhere in between
Apr 2018 · 406
This night
Praggya Joshi Apr 2018
When the stars don't shine
I like to think
That maybe they are tired tonight
Of tirelessly flickering all the time
And chasing away the blackness
That spreads far and wide
when the radiant sun disappears down the horizon
And the shadows become stronger and sharper at the same time
Maybe they too need some time to relax
A moment to rest and unwind
So they bury themselves
Under a blanket of dusk
Yawn and sleep for some time
Ready to wake up with a renewed vigor
So tomorrow there'll be
An absolutely gorgeous
Luminous night
Just a thought that came in mind while I was standing in my balcony and watching a starless sky
Apr 2018 · 160
This boy
Praggya Joshi Apr 2018
I'm in love with this boy
Who drinks so much at times
That he fails to recognize me
And pushes me away
Like the cold beer bottle
He just emptied
Before falling on the floor
And closing his eyes for the day
I'm in love with this boy
Who takes days to reply to my messages
But texts me whenever he is bored
He knows that I'll leave everything at once
Just to talk to him whenever he wishes to
He tastes like tobacco and kamikaze shots
Doesn't cares if I wear a **** brown shade
Or an oxblood red
It doesn't makes any difference in the dark
When my mouth he explores
like it's a diamond mine
But his hunger for me subsides
As soon as the sun rises up
I want him to ask me out
for coffee and movie dates
But he only wants to meet me
In hotel rooms and nearby bed and breakfasts
Where he can love me I guess
But I only hear him saying
Are you ready for round two
Sometimes I ask him
How often do you think about me
Do you see us together in future too
To which he tilts his head
And scratches the nape of his neck
Then says
Some questions are better left unanswered
Cause future is uncertain you know
And at that moment
I struggle to hold back my tears
And attempt to smile a bit
I don't know why I love this boy
But I do
And I hate myself for it
Apr 2018 · 432
Searching for you
Praggya Joshi Apr 2018
I know you are with me always
Like the stars and the moon above
I can see you everyday
Smile at you
Wave at you
But I cannot touch you
I cannot breathe you
I cannot hope to hear your laughter
Or laugh with you at all
The distance is too much for me
I can travel to the ends of this earth to seek you
But you're lightyears away
And I've tried a thousand different ways to get to you
But none of them left me at my destination
And I came back without my hand clasped with yours
Without your jacket propped upon my shoulders
Without your smile that kept me warm
Just cold air making me shiver all over
And making me wonder
Will I only be able to watch you from afar
Will I only be able to touch you in my dreams every night
Will I ever hear your voice again
Or do I have to wait for the time
I close my eyes
And fall into the arms of sleep for life
Apr 2018 · 175
Write
Praggya Joshi Apr 2018
Just write
When goodbyes hurt more than before
When the most beautiful summer afternoon
Fails to lure you out of your room
When you ache to go back and relive that moment just one more time
When you feel forlorn and hopeless
even amid a thousand loving eyes
When you feel exhausted and tired to the bone
But no matter how much you sleep
That tiredness doesn't recedes
But increases fourfold
When your breath comes out in heavy sighs
And sometimes you even wonder
What's the point of breathing at all
Is it useful for me anymore
Don't hold back
The words that you pen are a source of solace
They'll heal you when all else fails
Soon you will be writing
About affectionate greetings and cheerful hellos
About promising new beginnings
And the excitement of crossing new thresholds
The clutches of winter would melt like snow
And you'll write about the day spent playing soccer in your muddy sneakers
Soon you'll count stars in someone's eyes
And write it down with a shy smile
Hope filled words will fill your mind
You'll sparkle with an energy so profound
And sleep like an innocent baby at night
Eager to breathe the fresh air of dawn
Eager to live once again
To realize that you're so precious
You just had to believe in your hidden strength
And keep writing and fighting through it all
Apr 2018 · 266
Did you?
Praggya Joshi Apr 2018
Did I ever found my way up
From that half finished whisky in your bottle
About to be kept aside or drained as per your wish
Did I ever weighed more than the joint you used to smoke fervently behind the dark walls of the underground subway
I wanted to believe that maybe you craved me more than your favorite double cheese burger that fuelled your dinner every other day
But you heartlessly made me believe that I was just a gum that you used to chew when you got bored and coughed it out when the smell of delicious delicacies reached you
Apr 2018 · 535
The wounded
Praggya Joshi Apr 2018
The wounded isn't as weak as you perceive
The wounds are just an evidence
Of the battles fought gallantly
Of undying courage and perseverance
A brave show of resilience
When faced with crippling tragedies
The wounded knows how it feels
To push through searing pain
When bruised skin burns
And the night forgets to end
The wounded knows the agony
Of silent screams and voiceless aches
Invisible to the naked eye
A cause of further torment
But a wounded won't ever
Drown in the waves
Of treachery and deceit
His actions are marked by prudence
He's turned wary and vigilant
The wounded is a survivor
He dares to hope tirelessly
Don't mistake him as an injured minion
His scars are a testimony of his strength
Apr 2018 · 395
I've been watching you
Praggya Joshi Apr 2018
I wrote about you
When we were only 10
But you acted older than that
A hastily made rhyme it was
About how you caught me
Hidden behind your shelf
In those unfair games of hide and seek
We used to play
I wrote about you
When we were 16
Trying to wade through life
In those years of youthful adolescence
When you had a growth spurt
And your beard began to grow in patches
A not so hastily made rhyme it was
About the way your lips curled
when you smiled
And why my heart raced
when you passed me by
I wrote about you
When we were 20
You were still a confused mess
But partied as if
There was no tomorrow ahead
A free verse it was
About how much I craved
To trace your contours
And kiss those furrows between your brows
As you slept and I stared
Then covered you with a blanket
I remember we were freezing that night
We are 25 now
And I still write about you
More than half of my diary entries
Are filled by thoughts of you
The way you blink your eyes
The way you shake your head
Your random compliments
That make me blush and look away
The goosebumps that I get
When your hand brushes against mine
The embers of the setting sun
That I see in your eyes
I've been watching and waiting for you
But you still don't have a clue
How can you be so oblivious
To a yearning so profound
Help me believe in magic
give me a hint or sign
Let me witness a miracle
I've been searching all my life
Apr 2018 · 93
Spectator
Praggya Joshi Apr 2018
Seems like I'm a mute spectator
Watching the world rush outside my window
Everyday holds a new promise
The excitement of fresh beginnings
The surprises of unusual experiences
I see them building something out of nothing
Getting tanned in the heat
Chasing their goals on broken feet
That calm in their eyes after a rough day
As they sip their favorite brand of tea
In the company of their beloved
Is worth staring at
And here I am
Yawning through a day
That began yesterday and hasn't finished yet
Sipping the same brand of tea and coffee since years
Unable to step out of my house
Because the sun burns me so bad
Sinking back into the stale comfort of my bed instead
Stuck in a labyrinth of what ifs and maybes
Trying to reach a threshold
But the finish line is nowhere in sight
Wading through the water at the slowest speed possible
Feeling my pulse drop lower and lower
Perhaps I shouldn't look out of the window at all
I apologize in advance if you've wasted your time reading this piece of ****** Poetry
Apr 2018 · 242
Outside my window
Praggya Joshi Apr 2018
outside my window
I see the setting sun wave me goodbye
It's salmon and scarlet hues
Sketch a beautiful sky
I see a silver balloon
Oh it's a shining moon
Like a young lissome lass
It rises up languidly from the horizon
To light up a sky
about to succumb to the dark
I blink once
And see a solitary star
I blink twice
And see countless stars
Flickering like fireflies
They adorn the world around me
Like a garland of glittering fairy lights
I smell the sweet delicate scent of lilacs and magnolias
The wind wears their perfume
And giggles and tickles across my skin
The moonlight plays with starlight
Upon a velvet stage
leaving me mesmerized
Outside my window at night
Nature becomes paradise
A beauty is being weaved
With such an artistry
It'll leave you spellbound
Apr 2018 · 236
Beyond me
Praggya Joshi Apr 2018
Can you look beneath the surface
Beyond the meticulously painted
canvas of my face
You see me smile
Can you still say
There's something that I hide
You hear me talk a lot lately
Can you still tell
There's even more on my mind
But I never let it
slip out of my mouth
Inside these hazel brown
Mascara Laden eyes
Can you see the melancholic clouds
Sometimes sailing by
Can you hold me then
And whisper gently
That whenever it'll rain
You'll be around
Just in case I get too wet
I can take shelter in your house
Can you try look past my facade
Inside the window of my soul
Find out what's buried within
And then let me know
Will you stay
Or will you leave
Apr 2018 · 165
Outside my window
Praggya Joshi Apr 2018
Outside my window
The colour of the sky at dawn
Resembled your blue eyes
And it's dusky hues at night
Resembled your ebony black mane
Under the warm winter sun
We talked until we ran out of words
You and I
Weren't we the best things
To happen to each other
The sound of our laughter
Echoed through miles
The bond that we shared
Strengthened further as time passed by
Those dimples on your cheeks
Mirrored full moon painted behind stars
And it's crescent shine
Looked like your smile
That crinkled the skin beside your eyes
Do you remember those summer nights
Spent sitting around bonfire
Counting endless fireflies  
Or the way we danced
Under the monsoon rains
Swollen drops gliding across our necks
Maybe you don't recall the soft sea breeze
Brushing our hair away
Softy Kissing upon our forehead
Before whispering in our ears
To always stay with each other
And never blow away
Because Someday we grew old and busy
And went our separate ways
Now I look outside my window
And remember those funfilled days
Apr 2018 · 223
Coruscations
Praggya Joshi Apr 2018
You are the star
That I seek
Whenever I'm drowning
In the murky depths
Of a dark turbulent sea
When the pale moonlight
Fades between the stormy skies
And Im caught in the undertow
Desperately struggling
To find a way out
That's when I look up for you
With desperate eyes
And there you are
Wearing that same stoical smile
Shining like a diamond
Brighter than the sun
The divinity that you exude
Gives me  infinite strength
You illuminate my path
When shadows become bigger than before
With your radiant coruscations
You gently guide me ashore
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