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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
Praggya Joshi Mar 2018
We are sisters from another mother
Brothers from different places
With a soul that speaks
A heart that beats
With eyes that glitter
Like fairy lights
And a smile
That sparkles like a starry sky
Counting the colors of sunset
Watching the beauty of sunrise
Our Hopes desires and dreams
Held tightly within our hands
Swaying with the wind of life
Each having a different story to tell
Praggya Joshi Jun 2018
Im not afraid of the flames anymore
I've been burnt so many times
That these blisters have forgotten
To erode with time
I've stopped using ice
To relieve my anguish now
In this pain
I've carved my home instead
Praggya Joshi Aug 2018
I hope that those
Who think that
they are free
Cause that's what
They're made to believe
Soon realize
That real freedom
They haven't yet achieved
And gather their strength
To resume their fight
Against those
Whose tyranny
Haven't yet diminished
Freedom
Independence
Praggya Joshi Aug 2018
The souls
of those great
men and women
Who suffered
And sacrificed
More than we can
Ever perceive
But never surrendered
Their iron will
to persevere and fight
Against those tyrants
Who brutally shackled
Their lives
And thus made it possible
For us today
To breathe
Speak
And live as per
Our wishes and needs
Will find peace
Only when
The rich diversity
Present in our country
finds itself
Unmistakably tethered
By the golden thread
Of brotherhood and fraternity
And our democracy
works for the welfare
Of every single person
Who resides within its boundaries
Completely Ignoring all differences
Based on class creed and colour
Of our skin
And granting all sentient beings
Equal opportunities
To blissfully flourish
Only then
We'll be able
to assert confidently
That freedom
We have indeed achieved
Happy independence day to all!
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 Apr 2018
Do you remember those days
When we ran upon
Verdant fertile soils
Our nimble feet
Sinking deep into the soft mud
With windswept hair
Brushing against
Our damp skin
Glistening with beads of sweat
The scent of an everlasting summer
Permeated the air
As we played hide and seek
Under a canopy of singing birds
And the sunlight scattered over us
In shimmering golden circles
The sound of our laughter
Pulsating with boundless vigor
Rippled through the radiant skies
Of the most beautiful sunsets
While the dark of the night
Couldn't touch us
We were busy
Swaying and spinning
Under the starlight
Did the sun changed its course
Or did we grew up too fast
That loamy earth is crumbling
It's vitality long gone
Barren and abandoned
It yearns to hear
The melody of beating hearts
The air is heavy
With the deathly weight
Of a silence never felt before
But once a while
The fading echoes of our voice
Can be heard
Barely breaking
The stillness that abounds here
That invigorating sonority
Of the whistling birds
Has been drowned in
A harsh cacophony
Desperately revolting
To breathe life back
In a land
That was painted with
The colors of kaleidoscopic souls
Long ago
This decaying land
Won't call for a second glance
But if you haven't forgotten your roots
Someday you will look back
retrace your steps
And stare wide eyed
At the Graveyard
Of our childhood
Praggya Joshi Mar 2018
Growing up
I forgot
What I was passionate about
Caught up in a rat race
I struggled to find my way
I forgot
I had a  voice
It was always crushed under
The louder dominant expression
That violently subdued
Any other form of opinion
I forgot
I was beautiful too
Just because I couldn't match
The standards of beauty
decided our society
I forgot
I was worthy of love
Just because he was filled with lust
And said I was meant to be choked
And rubbed all over
I forgot
How my smile looked like
It was always hidden behind
A lovely mask
That was far from who I was
I forgot
What it felt like
To be part of a group
Always pushed around
like a victim
Of a terrible stampede
Growing up
I forgot what it was like
To be myself
I forgot
Who I was
Was i even worthy of being alive
Praggya Joshi Sep 2018
Let it rain,
Everything will look better than,
Before afterwards it.
Praggya Joshi Aug 2018
A velvet twilight gently spreads
Over bruised skin
A silken blanket of hope
Attempt at a haiku
Praggya Joshi Aug 2018
His rapidly regressing memory
Often leaves his mind
In a state
of utter shambles
While the ceaseless pain
in his arthiritic joints
Hardly alleviates
For more than a couple of hours
Even after ingesting
The strongest painkillers
His hollow bones
Continuously reverberate
with a crackling ache
That frequently disturbs
The meagre hours
Of his peaceful repose
And the flavourless diet
Decreed by his physicians
Warranted to keep
the increasingly fragile resilience
Of his mellow heart intact
Will undoubtedly
douse your desires
For any gastronomical adventures
As well as annihilate
your hearty appetite
Just by its vapid smell
Yet
The cheerful smile
On his eighty year old
Sagged deflated
And wrinkled beyond recognition face
Refuses to fade
Even by a single dismal shade
Cause he knows
That as long as he is able to breathe
Theres no reason at all
To believe
That the fleeting moments
Of his terribly unpredictable life
Cannot be spent
Happily
This is happiness
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
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
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 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
I
Praggya Joshi Oct 2018
I
Who am i
I am a mote of sand
Shifting through
The winding dunes
Of time
I am a scratched leaf
Swaying under the
Whims of wind
Through the vast
Unending brows
Of forests
In this planet
I am a tiny
Drop of rain
Melding with the
Arterial waterways
Thus
I am an infinitesimal
Speck of life
Amid the infinite circle
Of an inordinately
diverse life
But how am i
I am alive
I can breathe
I can percieve
By myself
Independently
And this is the
Sole reason
Why i should aim
To be contented
With how
I exist
Isn't it
I
Praggya Joshi Apr 2018
I
I either feel frozen
Frost bitten
Gelid
With lacerating wounds
The blood of which has long been congealed
Even the heat of a thousand suns cannot melt the ice that resides permanently deep within
Or boiling hot
Burning
With searing heat of leaping flames
Spreading tentacles  gliding swiftly
Ready to engulf me
torch my insides
Till I'm nothing but a ball of ash
Dispersed into the invisible wind
There's no in between
How could you hope
To be with me
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
If
Praggya Joshi Aug 2018
If
And if you ever decide
To take a plunge
And explore
The oceans in my crevices
For a really long time
But find neither a sparkling pearl
Nor a hidden treasure inside
Will you leave
Without a second glance
Or will you decide to stay
As soon as you catch your breath
Praggya Joshi Apr 2018
If I could
I would swallow the tears of your past
Till they cease to stain your cheeks
The bitter taste won't hurt me as much
As seeing your swollen eyes
with hollows beneath
I would harness the heat of a million suns
And try to melt the frost
in which you're submerged neck deep
The fire won't burn me as much
As the ice that resists to be thawed
And the numbness that has besieged you
Refusing to recede
I would wear the darkness
as my favorite jeans
if it refuses to abound your world wherever you see
Won't worry if it makes me look like a creep
If only you believe
that theres hope ahead
Life isn't as bleak as it appears to be
I can do more
If only you speak
Won't care if it hurts me
All I care for is
Will it be enough for you
Will you become how you used to be
Praggya Joshi Sep 2018
Inhabit my mind
Like the beads  
Of rain
Gently stroke
A sun baked land
Like a honeyed wind
Calms a blistering spell
Like the moonlit beams
Fondly caress
Razed and ragged clouds
Be the season
Of mellow respite
From this flaky weather
All around
Do not let my
withering thoughts
Singe the seams
Of my mind
Ink
Praggya Joshi Aug 2018
Ink
Not enough ink
In my pen
To express myself
With an enticing
poetic brilliance
But more than enough ink
In the same pen
To write my thoughts
Plainly
with unadorned words
And conventional phrases
Often adding
a rhyme or two
To impart
A reading experience
Which I hope
Is at an arm's length
From being dull
and monotonous
Just a thought
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
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
Praggya Joshi Apr 2018
Is it too late
To run back into your arms
The sun hasn't dipped deep enough
The birds are still singing their love songs
Can I play with your hair
You can run your fingers along my neck
It isn't summer yet
But the cool breeze feels so refreshing
As it blows across our tousled hair
Will you whisper sweet nothings in my ears
I promise I won't shake if it tickles
But don't you pause
Let your breath caress every inch of my skin
Lets dance beneath the evergreen trees
The night is still young
And the sky is still blushing
Lace your fingers around mine
Lets see the flowers bloom again
And pluck away the weeds of melancholy
Is it too late
To gather the remnants of our love
Pile them up neatly
Smile once again together
At its abundance
Meant for you and me
Praggya Joshi Apr 2018
I spy the rising sun
How it peeks above the horizon
Pouring it's radiance all over our world
It's gentle warmth
Filling every jagged and rugged crevice of earth
I spy the soil beneath
How many civilizations
Have flourished upon it
Does it still carry the footprints
Of Adam and eve
Are the fragments of past
Still hiding beneath it
I spy the night sky
the profound infinity
In which it abounds
And wonder
If those blazing stars
Still carry those that are gone
Does that mean
Our hearts may stop beating one day
But our soul is eternal
Till infinity and beyond
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
Praggya Joshi Nov 2018
When I was a child,I used to laugh endlessly
And when I cried,I never cared who was around me
/
When I was a child,I was the apple of everyone's eyes
And I kept smiling,as I never cared to find anything other than joy around me
/
When I grew up, I began to laugh periodically
And I never cried before scanning the premises around me
/
When I grew up, I became a reason behind many furrows and frowns
Cause even though I kept smiling,I kept finding reasons to hate everyone around me
Joy
Praggya Joshi Jun 2018
Joy
This fast paced life
Makes us overlook it's small joys
Not one but many times
Sometimes the tiniest of things
Or a few fleeting moments
Like a daintily blooming flower
Or a child's spotless innocence
If mindfully observed
Can be the sole reason
Behind a soft smile
Gracing a pair of puckered lips
A subtle reminder
That life may seem ugly at times
Nevertheless
It is beautiful
Praggya Joshi Jun 2018
You made me realize
That my laugh
Couldn't hide
the pain inside
You gave me your shoulder
To cry
Rather than
to feign a smile
As you held my hands
And wiped away
the tears from my eyes
My lips stretched
In a genuine smile
For the first
and the longest time
With you
I laughed
But never cried
Praggya Joshi Sep 2018
You scratched
Me with your
Lesser love
And its stubborn
Painful scars
Continued to
Brutally remind me
For the longest
Period of time
About the presence
Of a fatal flaw
Within my system
That rendered me
As an
Ineligible seeker
For an unconditional
Infinite love
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
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
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
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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
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 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
Praggya Joshi Sep 2018
If I could
I would have
Undoubtedly
Decapitated this
Irredeemable longing
In a gruesome manner
Long ago
But I've never been
The strong or potent one
Ever
And In the sunless hollows
Of my broken and
Flimsy bones
I still slip
Slivers of strangled hopes
which although
Have breathed their last
Seasons ago
Yet their charred remains
Sluggishly fuel
My painfully exhausted
And perplexed self
To keep on weaving listlessly
Porcelain skinned dreams
With trembling hands
And don a glowing countenance
When their shattered and
razor sharp edges
Inflict countless wounds
On every inch
Of my scarred flesh
And bleeds out
The residual drops
Of perseverence
From my essence
Leaving me to start
From scratch
Once again
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
Praggya Joshi Jul 2018
Some days
I feel as desolate
As a martian landscape
And my mind becomes
A large island
Which harbors thoughts
That ignite a tsunami of emotions
Against which my resistance turns weak
And I most definitely sink
In those days
I contemplate the futility of my existence
And wish to fade away
With the following sunset
Cause my attempts to think optimistically
Makes me feel like a lunatic
Who's in a persistent state of denial
About a bitter and sad reality
Which renders a sense of calm and comfort
On days
Other than these
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
Praggya Joshi Aug 2018
I'm malleable
I have years of experience
In moulding myself
To suit their needs and wants
Except mine
Cause i like everyone's smile
Except mine
I have boundless endurance
You dont need to test me for that
Just tell me who you want me to be
And i'm doubtlessly sure
That i wouldn't require
Any scrap of assistance
To pulverise myself
And then remodel my being
According to your precise specifications
Till you're completely happy
Take my guarantee
Praggya Joshi Jul 2018
Maybe we shouldn't try to quit
Those typical habits of ours
Which makes them smile
and shake their head
With affection
Maybe we should try more often
To touch those topics
In conversations
That makes them relive
A delightful moment in time
Maybe we shouldn't get
Too busy too often
That they're forced to share
With silence
the things that they want to share
Only with us
Maybe we should try our best
Not to become
A memory
During the time that we have
To spend with them..
Praggya Joshi Aug 2018
I dance with the
Ethereal shadows
Of sublime melancholy
Under the violet skies
On some nights
They take my hand
And spin me around
Round and round
Till my breath comes out
In deep sighs
And i can no longer breathe
The scented breeze
That makes
The leaves sing
A hauntingly beautiful song
So with a weary heart
And a drowsy mind
I sink into the void
Of a languid sleep
With a hope tucked
Somewhere in my crevices
That the elysian world
Of dreams that'll greet me
Will replenish my
departed energy
And my bones
wont feel so empty
As dawn unfolds
Before me
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
Praggya Joshi Oct 2018
In the midst of
Many powerful
Shrewd
Sharp
And loud voices
You suddenly
forgot
That your soft
Tender
And tranquil voice
Was worthy of
Being heard
And capable enough
To form
A sound opinion
Praggya Joshi Mar 2018
Your brazen silence became roaring
And my thunderous thoughts became silent
Quietly dripping upon a blank canvas
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 :)
Praggya Joshi Aug 2018
When the silence
Of their absence
Does'nt feels deafening
Anymore
When the bittersweet memories
Aren't able to induce
as much pain
As they did before
When you begin to forget
The shape of the smile
That swelled your heart
With boundless delight
And when you suddenly realize
That you haven't thought about
Going back in time
For a very long while
Then perhaps
You can very well surmise
That its time for you
To slowly and gently
move on in life
To make new memories
And taste new experiences
With someone who yearns
To hold your hand
For the rest of their lives
Praggya Joshi Sep 2018
You are as enigmatic
As a scintillating
Night sky
For a mere prosaic bird
Like me
No matter how high
I try to fly
Using every ounce
Of my might
I cannot hope
To touch your
Gleaming stars
For even a momentary
Breath of time
I can only stare
At your
breathtaking visage
Fixatedly
With a voiceless
And hopeless longing
Bruising my insides
Before i stumble down
Faraway from the
Scenic landscape
Of your onyx eyes
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