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May 21 · 370
The burning
Sometimes I am driven to a state of utter insanity by the incredulity of my own self.
How shamelessly I stand waiting under the sun looking up to the sky as if a sudden love would fall from it!
I scratch my own wounds making a fresh pain out of them to live through.
Was I not done with the devastating breakdown of my heart not many a while ago?
But like a woman hypnotised I am feverish with a new hope-This time a wish for burning.
Brokenness was bitter,I console myself but what if burning feels better.
I will play with the flames, dance with its passion,let it get into my body like a ghost and then die down along with it as ashes.
Maybe I am on the verge of doing much more than what my mind can accept.
But you know once you taste of love, you will always want more of it.

No matter whether it causes a breaking or a burning.
Thank you for reading this! ✨
Apr 19 · 486
The Stain
Of all the loves in the history of the world, ours was a one that could not be.

Like a newborn child dying the moment it is born, like a flower dropping to the ground the moment it blooms, like a fire put off the moment it begins burning,

Our affections were robbed of a life!

But maybe that is why, this blank space, this nothingness would cherish our love...
Because out of all the loves that stood, ours stood out more.

It was not a smooth trail of ink that took the shape of letters.
It was a blot of ink, a gigantic one that could not take a form and yet left behind a stain for the world to remember-Of a love that stirred hearts only to put them to sleep!
The many tales of love ❤
Thank you for reading!
Mar 24 · 381
Musings
Something tugs at me from the veil of the ether,
Calling me to my real home!

In the faint twinkling of a dying star,
In the wilted petal of a bright flower,
In the melted wax of a long dead candle,
My mind searches for memories of a place so familiar
Yet whose existence maybe was only a lucid dream... !

Why this utter urge in my soul to dissolve like fine mist into the air?
Why this nagging sensation to mix with the soil and the sands?

I had lived my life too short for answers
But way too long to ask  questions
That I always look into myself to remember the one reason as to not being able to call this bewilderingly beautiful walls-
"My home...!"
Scribbled something after a long, long time... Hope all of you are doing fine, my dearest poets ! ❤✨
Feb 21 · 254
Nothingness
On a pallid afternoon, interspersed with thoughts of occult days,
I, my palettes and brushes sit down with the hope of splashing colours on the white void surrounding me...
Yet like a white hole it absorbs all the colours leaving behind a blank space!
Perhaps some days are like a dense fog inside and out...
And I am not yet certain whether to be proud or to regret,
What such days of gloom has taught me...
But one thing is certain, that all the moments coalesced together has taught me to paint a portrait of nothingness-
The thing that does not exist yet which threatens to live in the deepest chambers of my unruly mind!
And when I feel empty, I empty my soul into paper... Perhaps then,I can become full!
Hope you all are doing well, dear poets! ❤✨
Feb 13 · 233
Antimatter
We have never met, never touched,never tried to get close to each other...
Our love was symbolised only as intimate conversations made from across the two ends of the universe...

The world as well as my 'beloved matter' were always baffled by so mysterious a romance...
And so one day when I could no longer carry my secret...
I sobbed out only to be consoled with so much invisible affections in return:
"I am antimatter, honey, separated we hold the cosmos, united we annihilate each other in a blinding flash of light into nothingness... "

And so we remained so very in love,every passing moment continuing to intrigue the world until the end of time!
The universe is a cosmic drama of unconditional love! ❤Thank you for reading this! :)
Feb 5 · 357
Succour
The lava that flowed down her eyes from the bottom of her soul,
Hardened to formed various shades of rough igneous rocks...

With a heart of stone she consoled herself:
"Only does he floats momentarily in this passing time like debris in the great ocean of my consciousness...
For in another time, sooner or later he would touch rock bottom...
Erasing all the paths he made in the great currents of my mind."
People leave...Drowning us in a sea of memories. Hope you all are doing well! Love and blessings❤✨
Jan 22 · 379
A forest story!
Sunrays peep in through imaginary windows...
The heart of the canopied forest
beats a deep throb of chlorophyllic pulse,
Invisible organisms wait in hiding,to smell my odour
The wet ground tries to take me in...dragging me deep into it.
This place always makes me blurry eyed,
Even today as tears run down my cheeks,
The sunlight refracts against them weaving for me a rainbow of psychedelic hues!
Amber memories hanging by the barks makes me weary of my thoughts...
But just then when I take a step to touch them, I hear footsteps coming behind me...
A quick run and a hide...I see him moving upto the exact spot where I had left behind my candid footmarks,
I feel a tingle when he touches them calling out to me with a cracking voice...
And yet I choose to remain in hiding, feigning oblivion much like the way the oceanic storms do in order to take down the will of the mighty ships.
If only I had sunk deep into the centre of the earth,
I would never had to be the mistress of this strangest potion of a feeling, one that just blends longing and feigning perfectly into one!
Some kind of pains are like the fires of hell
You never want to be burnt alive...
I strain my ears trying to hear him out, the farest sounds return to me amplifying a hundredfold, yet all that lingered in the air was a human silence.

Maybe he had understood my dilemma,
My resolve of not wanting to see his tender face again
The fear that once again my petrified heart would be cast away from the spell... That it would set me free...
All I wanted now was a locked space for myself and my heart.

Once out of my hiding place, I ran, stumbling, up to the place where his footsteps had frozen in a previous time.
Touching the place, I could not contain myself
It was my turn to call out to him, only but in a voiceless language!
A fictional write. Some feelings are so complex that it tries to tear apart our simple souls.
Peace💜✨
Jan 15 · 296
Graffiti
Marooned within a span of finitude
We claim we are lost forever!
Our hearts beat violently inside our rib cages,
Trying to tell us truths that we brush off as myths.
We paint our houses and bodies with brilliant colours and darkest inks,
Hoping that it would make up for the ugliness we harbour!
We spin fantasies locked up in self-made prison cells,
Sidelining the hideous realities as not part of 'our story'...
We carry our vulnerabilities as a taboo,
(I, sadly, would not blame each one separately for it)
We have woven this illusion together with our cloudy minds.
If a bird could judge high from the sky
It would have made out the fragmentary lives we live in...
Inside a single fortress surrounded by high walls, yet violence if we traverse the margin between two rooms!
If and only if, we would have understood that it doesn't require too much a sacrifice to unite
That we can leave our homes simply plastered and our minds simply open.
Urged by a force to change, if only we had exposed ourselves to paint graffiti on that common wall that surrounds us,
Splashing ingenious shades of love and brotherhood,
Of a fluttering feeling of oneness and entanglement.
We would have laughed together, danced with glee and holding our hands together we would have escaped unto a better reality...
If only it was true, I wonder
How spectacular a place the world would have been !
Will we leave our egos behind to paint the common wall around us?
Thank you for reading this! ❤✨
Jan 10 · 364
Celestial
My love for you attains freedom at the stroke of midnight...
Loneliness no longer bothers this naive heart of mine, swimming in hot springs of your love.
The mystery wind brings home to me the answers to the many letters that I never sent for you
And the eerie darkness, oh it gives me a chance to dance in hiding, with your shadow, that I had to create for the sake of my soul...
The million stars patterned in unknown constellations fuel in me my patience to wait for you...
That one day when we meet, live and die, we will make for the brightest objects in the sky
(O beloved, do you feel the beatings of my heart in that heart of yours?
Do you know that the warmth that you try to feed yourselves by the fireplace, is the ignition of the same fire,that my soul sparks in me?
Do you feel my feet when I walk over the earth, over which you too live in seclusion?)
Swarming with a hundred questions, my wild mind raises itself to gaze at the moon, shining a dreamy silver, brooding over a dreamy landscape
And in that little moment my lips adjusts itself to a smile so wide
For I knew that you were looking up and smiling at the moon too...
The heart fluttered with the wings of a butterfly at a love that does not exist, yet is unbelievably celestial!
A fictional write. Sometimes we are forced to imagine everything for the sake of our heart. Have an amazing year ahead, dear all. Love and blessings ❤✨
Dec 2020 · 529
Frost
Veritia Venandi Dec 2020
Frost bites a heart of flesh
Sheets and sheets of ice
A fireplace and warm words to the rescue
From the wicked grip of a wintry vice!
A short one this time. Sending all of you lots and lots of warmth and heartfelt Christmas wishes ✨✨
Thank you for reading this ❤
Dec 2020 · 173
Blossoms
Veritia Venandi Dec 2020
Aesthetic winds gush towards me trying to feel my chaotic mind
Marooned in a bohemian garden, in a paradise of timely blossoms
Lit by the bright winter sun and sweeped by an aromatic strangeness
I ponder about the hundred memories of once upon a love...
Playing hide and seek amidst the crevices of my soul
The manifold petals seem to narrate stories of my own past,
The many likes of which had already detached themselves from the leafy branches
And have made the ground their home.

Looking back it seemed time never gave me a chance to get close to him
Like distant blossoms my love bloomed,spread it's fragrance and losing hope finally dissolved into the ever consuming soil...
How sad it is that my love remained nothing more than a series of fleeting memories!

Perhaps the blossoms and my heart, being of one origin took to the same path of transiency
With the seasons it rolled and changed colours...
With time it wrinkled and faded...

This lonely winter day
I hereby revisit the fragments of my yesterday...
Perched like a bird, high atop a lonely branch of a blossom watered by a thousand deep reaching roots of tugging memories!
It seems I am neck deep in a sea of memories! Gratitude for reading this❤
Dec 2020 · 273
Candid
Veritia Venandi Dec 2020
A part of me which was ether
Escaped into space to look down upon myself...
Draped in shawl and sweaters, it saw me bleeding on crumpled sheets of paper,
Staring vacantly to an invisible horizon, where words became waves and emotions -a deep swirling ocean
It saw me smile... It saw me cry...It saw me being another... It saw me being me...
As I carved letters with ink in the hope of calming a storm inside me that seemed otherworldly...
My ethereal self understood tis the time, the aesthetic moment that appears in the life of every poet,
That harbours the essence of their lives
A moment so fleeting to be captured on camera... A moment so tenderly fragile...
So my vapoury self remembered unto it's memory it's own writing self...
And slowly returned back to me
So, this is how I remember my state... This is what I finally wrote unto paper...
The description of my candid moment!
Just tried to photograph myself writing this!
Thank you dear all for reading this❤
Nov 2020 · 205
Ruins
Veritia Venandi Nov 2020
A brief sense of history takes over my olfactory lobes
Sniffing, I smell ancient burnt bricks and lime mortar
My hands reach for the uneven floor piled with ages of dust and the ragged walls portraying a dull grey...
Reminiscent of the times lost and stabbed by cruel hands of destiny...
Pieces of carvings of flowers and animals lay scattered on the frozen grounds
An eerie stillness presides over them causing my heart to tremble in an unknown sorrow...
Statues, full and broken seem to lay all over as if knocked out by the ravages of time...
Time...
What enigma is this time? Like a vain ruler, it rules over the ruin...unaffected by the lost happiness of this once glorious kingdom...
Darkness is the new king and silence the queen
That reigns terror in this empty palace day and night
Roots seem to have penetrated into its giant stone of a heart...
And wild birds have found a shelter in its once forbidden chambers...

I wander aimlessly pondering over the sights I see...

The full moon shines on my face through a crack in the roof...
As if wondering about the purpose of my visit into this empty land
I remain silent feeling the chill of mystery that surrounds my soul...
I suddenly realise that I feel solace in this vacancy... That same vacancy tries to reign over my heart... shredding it into pieces...
Maybe that is why I can so much sympathise with this non living entity...
It is as if my mind and the mind of this ancient structure are one and the same...
We seem to connect to each other, like old lost friends...
For who better can understand the essence of a ruin other than the one whose life feels like a ruin...

Tired I lay over it's bare ground feeling the memories of the days gone by...The ringing laughters,the shedded tears ,the spilled secrets and the peace lost forever...

Time passed over on the wings of a bat...
And finally an ancient sleep took over...!
Just a fictional write!
I wrote it out of my love for ancient places:)
Thank you so much for stopping by and taking the time to read! ❤❤
Nov 2020 · 234
Coincidence?
Veritia Venandi Nov 2020
Whenever I look up to the night sky,
My eyes travel all the way to the dark space between two stars
Where black holes lay in hiding
To forever **** the light out of any free spirited celestial body passing by...

At such times, I am reminded of my own mind...
The dark spaces between the lobes of my brain
Where monsters lay in waiting to **** the light
Out of any happy memory that flies by...

Is it just a coincidence?
Random reflections!
Thank you for kindly taking the time to read ❤ ❤
Nov 2020 · 492
Upside down!
Veritia Venandi Nov 2020
White transparent tiled floor
Arranged in a lively mosaic
Speaks tales of a spooky world alongside me!

The windows and the curtains hugging the plastered walls
With views of flower trees and mountains near and far...
Gets reflected upon the tiled floor
Upside down, shadowy and unreal!

Maybe it is reminder for my heart
That the world I see is only an illusion my mind frames to colour a blank canvas
Maybe the world is true only upside down
The scenaries and sights distorted and fake the usual way...
Maybe it's important to bend your mind all the way
And try to see what can't easily catch the eye...

A sinister universe breaths about me
And only once in a while tugs at me to have a glimpse...
And whenever that happens, it's a moment of all eternity that seems to go worthwhile!
This is a real experience that happened to me when I was kind of doing nothing... My eyes suddenly caught this reflection of the window and trees outside on the tiled floor in the room and I like sort of felt it as a metaphor with the help of which the world was trying to teach me something... That the real world is not what is in front of us. It is usually kinda different, in a way, 'upside down'.
Thank you so much for reading and being a part of my reflections. ❤
Nov 2020 · 853
Shadow
Veritia Venandi Nov 2020
I was crouched in a dark corner of an ancient room...
With only a tiny stream of distant sunlight penetrating through a hole
To at least not allow the blackness to crush me to bits.

My hair was messy and my cheeks smelled of dry salty tears
My mind had begun to question my existence...
It was as if I was an object covered with dust in a forgotten dungeon, invisible to the world...
Utter loneliness threatened to drag me to the bottom of an unseen abyss
And my heart had already started to corrode with acidic bruises.

But then, as I was shifting to crouch myself better
My eye caught sight of my long, dark shadow, sitting by me
My heart was overwhelmed at the thought of how after all this time, it was still with me...

I knew, it could not speak
But I so badly wanted to ask it the reason for not leaving me alone like the remaining world...
So I spoke up...
Nothing happened for a few moments
But then, a voice echoed inside me:"I will only leave you when you have found light"


And perhaps at that fleeting moment
That one sentence was what I needed to survive!
If ever you feel alone, remember your shadow is always with you!
Thank you for reading this!
Oct 2020 · 223
Lie!
Veritia Venandi Oct 2020
Sometimes,I feel,my mind, is my greatest enemy...

For in a place full of haunting trees and wild animals...
It imagines for me a garden of Eden where I can thrive in peace...!

How often my mind deceives me into thinking that I am loved in return...
Even when the pain and agony of unrequited feelings knocks at my door...
Like a good old friend...!

The remnants of lost friendships gather like thunder clouds in the sky...
Yet my mind consoles me with a lie that it will not rain...!

But then, I realise that I have survived the greatest tragedies of life by letting the mind cover the rusty tracks of reality...

I wonder if my mind hadn't lied I would have fallen into an abyss never to return...

My hopes would have never got time to build up if I had not taken the shoulders of a lie to lean for a while...

I often ask my mind about it... Only to get one answer back...
That to live with the truth forever... You will have to first cope with a lie!
Most realisations come at a time when you never expect it to... This was something that suddenly popped into my mind and I wrote it... Hope you all could relate...
Thank you so much, for reading this ❤
Oct 2020 · 1.4k
A stranger for company!
Veritia Venandi Oct 2020
Once upon an asphalt road, under a starry sky and in the midst of a desert...

I was walking towards infinity...

And then as if from another dimension,
A stranger appeared on a familiar bicycle
With a face veiled like the darkness of the night...
And began to accompany my wandering soul...

We talked of all things that the heavens would permit,
And in a way that our sounds would forever leave behind their stains in the fabric of time...

He was neither a friend nor a foe, neither a kin nor a lover...

He was just  like what a page is for a poet, or a guitar for a musician...

A vessel for the unknown that I was to experience...

Once down the asphalt road under a starry sky...

On my journey towards the infinity...

I was glad atleast my heart was

That I had a stranger for company!
This poem is about a dream I saw...few months ago. And it was pretty weird. How our mind craves for somebody to understand us that sometimes even strangers seem to be enough!
Anyways, Thank you for reading this! :)❤
Oct 2020 · 264
Dwelling!
Veritia Venandi Oct 2020
Beyond the realm of reality and at the doorstep of dreams...

There's a place...

It is where you will find me...

Sleepily awake!
Life seems to be continuation of reality and dreams... Each generating each other in return... Forming a self sustaining endless drama!

N yes I dwell in between the two... Most of the times!

Thank you for reading this! ❤
Oct 2020 · 268
Of pain!
Veritia Venandi Oct 2020
Pain is like a novel

One that you can't go on reading any longer

The torments, the burden of the story, the shattering of dreams...

Seems like a mirror reflecting the darkest corner of your heart

So you shut the novel down and without a bookmark hide it beneath a hundred good books

But every once in a while you feel the urge to open it

To touch the scars of its pages, to reminish the tragedies of every chapter...

And yet it only remains in your mind!

I often wonder if such books of people were gathered...

Don't you think it would have been enough to fill a library?
Reflections✨
Gratitude for reading this!
Oct 2020 · 235
If you can mend your heart!
Veritia Venandi Oct 2020
At least once in a lifetime, arrives a quake beyond the measure of a seismograph...
The waves of which tremble your heart to terror...
Followed by cracks that rips apart your flesh...
The memories of old roses settles down as thorns piercing the delicacy of your heart...
Blood gushes out through arteries ruptured by the final blow...
And the agony and shattered hopes seem to burn the remaining pieces of your heart to ashes...

Doesn't it seem to be the end?

Yet still somehow anyhow with trembling hands if you are able to collect  the scattered ashes of your broken heart...
Hold to them day and night
Exposing it to the healing hands of time and your will
Your heart will be born anew and likely more resilient than the previous one...

And in doing so you, my friend would have done something amazing...

For the one who can mend his heart can mend almost anything else!
Thank you for reading! ❤
Sep 2020 · 283
Daisy-love!
Veritia Venandi Sep 2020
She had the heart of a daisy...
White as milk, fluttering in the breeze, smelling of the scent of the earth...

And yet it was broken by the cruel heat of the one she called her sun...

Since then she had taken to wandering above the soil in search of her lost happiness...

How often she visited those wild flowers to pacify her blazing wilderness...!

Under a cobalt sky... Beyond ochre thoughts and grey memories... She lay one with them... As if sharing with them the moments and torments of her yesterday...

This kind of love healed her... Where even the fallen petals could be adorned on  rippling hairs...

No wonder she had got back her self...
From being a daisy... Drowning to death and being born anew as the same...

How beautiful was when the flowers had whispered that when life hurts love heals and when love hurts nature heals!
The healing hand of nature! 🌿🍃Thank you for reading this! ❤
Sep 2020 · 408
Tacenda
Veritia Venandi Sep 2020
A great gloom has crept into the home...
A dark, sinister menace roams in the air unknown!

The baby in the cradle plays unaware...
Of the time left for it to know what it were!
The world will never be the same again after this pandemic is completely over!
Sep 2020 · 193
Liberty
Veritia Venandi Sep 2020
A hundred fireflies trapped in a glass jar...

Beautifully vulnerable...

Begging some uncommon empathy from the watching world...

Soft light faded with perpetual sadness of being exiled...

In their minds they imagined a kindred spirit releasing them...

Dissolving into the earthly air they would have made sunsets look even more beautiful...

Yet they lay... Hindered... longing liberty... and a toy of some wild spirit in search of fun...

That banished their liveliness at the stake of one's happiness!
Thank you for reading this! 💖
Sep 2020 · 405
Escapade!
Veritia Venandi Sep 2020
On the wings of the wild bird... Beyond the sun and the moon...

On the carriage of fragrance... Beyond musk roses and juicy tulips...

On the decks of submerged ships... Beyond the greatest oceans...

On the back of the little speck of dust... Beyond the black holes and nebulas...

My mind longs to escape into the unknown!
Struggling to be really free...
Thank you for reading! :) ❤
Sep 2020 · 376
Hide & Seek
Veritia Venandi Sep 2020
As the winter hibernates in  burrows beneath the warm summer soil...
And summer lurks behind the rugged bark of naked winter trees...
So does my longing for the one clads my soul...
Playing hide and seek in a castle of gold...
Hidden and found time and again...
Yet never completely lost!
Penning after a while!
Thank you for reading this ❤
Sep 2020 · 350
Heartbeat!
Veritia Venandi Sep 2020
Violin strings broken by a pacing mind...

Flower beds trampled by rugged feet...

Sky crashing over the head like a curse...

Sunsets but remnants of tears long rolled down the cheek...

Her world just turned to being colourless...

Trapped in that one single heartbeat  only which can sustain!
For that one moment in life when it seems just the end... Let us keep hope!
Thank you for reading this... ❣
Sep 2020 · 270
Rain kissed!
Veritia Venandi Sep 2020
When the cotton clouds hide behind them the ripe apricot sun...

To make way for some sugar drops to flow from the pan of the sky...

My craving heart runs to drench my skin in droplets of divine candy...

To heal the cracks of a soul hunger worn by the torture of the days and the nights!
Rain never fails to bring my smile back! Thank you for reading this! :) ❤❤
Sep 2020 · 351
Eternal
Veritia Venandi Sep 2020
The sun still smiled sadly through the gloomy darkness...

And the message was clear to the world:
"The eternal sort of light shines even through the darkest eclipse...! "
Thanks for reading this! :)
Sep 2020 · 279
Symphony
Veritia Venandi Sep 2020
The moon hung like a chandelier from a charcoal ceiling studded with jewel like diamond stars...

Beneath a pair of candy eyes, caramel hair and ivory skin draped in a little silk garment stood still, looking up... Asking the universe for help...

Filled with doubt and sadness... She wondered if she could ever make it...

But then curiously,after a period of time, music filled the air... And like a puppet  her hands and legs began shaking... drowned in a sea of harmony...

Her stiff body began moving in graceful steps...
And she twirled and swirled... danced on her toes... drawing shapes in the air...tapping her feet to the heavenly beat...

Her mind was filled with memories of a time before her birth... When she was amongst the stars dancing and playing amidst the nebulas...

Now as she stood dancing her gratitude filled the air like fragrance that made the moon smile with delight...

A rainbow pride filled her heart as her mind whispered a lovely secret:
'The heavens taught her to dance..! '
Isn't the universe our greatest teacher? It teaches us things that we could have never learnt from books!
Thanks for reading this! ❣
Sep 2020 · 418
Twilight
Veritia Venandi Sep 2020
Dangling in a thread between darkness and light...

(The heart watches over it's fading memories... )

Drifting clouds play hide and seek in the garden of the crimson sky...

And the shadows wear garments to dance to the melody of the night...

(My mind still juggles the questions to answers and answers to questions it once could not fathom...)

Blackbirds circle the air promising to come back the other day...

The crickets prepare for night gala and the fireflies blow their torches to make less some darkness...

(The spirit inside of me bores over boulevard of the past and future that are a hue of ***** grey)

The setting sun begs me to stop itself from moving away...

And yet...

(My silent unsettling soul ends up settling itself to the impositions of twilight!)
I find something unusual about the twilight hours... Even though the atmosphere is one of beauty... But still it brings me back old memories, deep thoughts, and gloomy feelings...!
Thank you everyone for reading this! :) ❣
Sep 2020 · 767
Mahogany
Veritia Venandi Sep 2020
She had a deep ocean for a mind...

And a gold chest for a heart...

Maybe that is why she was built of mahogany...

To withstand the lightning strikes of envious eyes...!
Just something short!
*Mahogany is often considered the wood of protection. Legend has it that it can even withstand lightning!
Thanks for reading this! ❣
Aug 2020 · 636
Latent
Veritia Venandi Aug 2020
People only saw her tamed self...

The self which wears a discipline of the ages... Smile of the seasons... And dreams of the sky...!

How they heard her deny everything of anything pertaining to the wild and savage...

Yet her silence was what went unheard...unfelt and untouched by the world...

Cause when the world slept at night... She would wake up to her latent forces...

Causing her to go crazy in the thoughts of love and howl like the wolves to proclaim her hidden wilderness...

Her untamed self was an aqua regia that could melt even gold and her love was like the big bang that could create another universe...

But  her wild self was so beautiful that she can never afford to lose it in the opinion of others...

She had always known that
People ruin beautiful things...!
Thanks for reading this ❣
Aug 2020 · 348
Pixie dust
Veritia Venandi Aug 2020
The little girl was asked how  she would save the world, if ever it is needed...

She just smiled and with a wink  replied: A robe, A broomstick and some pixie dust...!
We were so innocent once upon a time... Really it feels sometimes... As if it would have been so good if we forever remained young!
Aug 2020 · 418
Light
Veritia Venandi Aug 2020
When the sun disappeared behind the darkest veil of clouds...

The light within her still shone to give her way!
Thanks for reading this! :)
Aug 2020 · 123
Deciduous
Veritia Venandi Aug 2020
Her wildness started changing colour with the seasons...

Sitting upon rugged branches, wearing the colour of leaves and singing evergreen songs...

Had long turned into spirits of once upon a time!

Now she dances in the wind, paints with the sun and the rain... Changes garments... And accepts her wrinkles...

As she slowly withers and falls to the ground tired... And to be born anew...

How her stubborn heart had melted like sweetness with the changing times!

That somehow she loved herself being called deciduous...!
Changing is hard... Yet to survive and evolve we have to change ourselves for the better!
Let us celebrate our changes not as a result of chance but by a conscious decision on our part!
Thanks a lot for reading this! :) ❣
Aug 2020 · 259
Boomerang
Veritia Venandi Aug 2020
True love is like a boomerang...

No matter how far it goes away...

Eventually, at the end of the day:
"It will return to you! "
Reflections :)
Thanks for reading this ❣
Aug 2020 · 461
Amber
Veritia Venandi Aug 2020
Her neck was adorned by a neckpiece of unique memories trapped in ancient amber...!

For aren't some moments too worthwhile to be forgotten by the mind....

Yet too heavy a price to lose from the heart?
Just something random!
Thank you for reading! ❣
Aug 2020 · 271
Daydream!
Veritia Venandi Aug 2020
When the window of the eyes gets tired in the monotony of everyday views...

The wild mind sleeps to wake in peacock dreams...

Of emerald foliage, mahogany woods, lavender fields and the mazarine sky...

To console the heart in promises of a future...

Full of rainbow colours!
Breaking the monotony!
Just something random! :)
Thanks for reading ❣
Aug 2020 · 273
Imperfections!
Veritia Venandi Aug 2020
The beauty of nature lies in it's imperfections...

A crooked branch, a deformed leaf, an unformed bud or a wingless fly...

Why do we then strive to be perfect?
Celebrating imperfections!
Thanks for reading this! ❣
Aug 2020 · 426
Invincible!
Veritia Venandi Aug 2020
Every morn,when the eyelids flutter with the wind...

And the first hints of divine sunlight enters the palace of my retina...

A messenger photon runs for the chamber of my soul to read me a scroll from the sun that reads:

Dear, you and I are the same in essence...
You are energy wrapped in flesh...
And I am flash wrapped in energy!

How I become overwhelmed with the news...
That flowers begin to bloom in the gardens of my cells...
And the bird of my mind takes flight to the sky... never intending to return!

Aren't some feelings too invincible to overcome?
Feeling one with everything!
Thanks for reading this! ❣
Aug 2020 · 88
Angles
Veritia Venandi Aug 2020
How easy it is to say:

"A mirror broke into a hundred pieces"

What if it was your 'heart'?

How simple it is to say:

"The hunter trapped the deer"

What if you were the 'victim'?
Putting yourself in others shoes is a hard task indeed.
Thanks for reading!❣
Aug 2020 · 503
Camellia!
Veritia Venandi Aug 2020
Often times in my orchard...

I see her moving in graceful steps of bellet in a baby pink tulle skirt...

The wind carries her from the ground to the sky... Like a playful lover blowing kisses of affection...

Her essence is ether...and her heart a lovely gathering of bonded petals...

Her bee buddies always seem to cling to her... humming to her tales of colorful lands...

She baths in hiding of chilled dew and contours her cheeks in divine pink...

I wonder if the holy earth sprouted her or an angel from the sky... for her beauty seems  neither of heaven nor of the earth...

Whatever be her origins or her source of grace...the heart reaches out to her in dark times...

To lead me to the way of light...
Slowly and stealthily through the steps of pink!
Another of my flower poems!
In love with Camellia! ❤
Aug 2020 · 280
Carvings and cravings!
Veritia Venandi Aug 2020
Life is a blend of carvings and cravings...

Memories carved in eternal rocks under the witness of a forever sky...

Playing in puddles,dancing in the rain, running after dragonflies, eating berries, stealing cookies, believing in the moon chasing you, reading fairytales and waiting for Santa Claus!

While wishes remained in flight...in wandering migration...in search of fulfilling lands...

To fly like a bird, view the world atop a tree, build a rooftop library, become king or queen for a day, watch meteor showers, laugh and cry without anybody looking, sleep under the stars and escape into the woods!

To measure life as cravings and carvings thus...
Is to understand it's true essence which is
"Endless...! "
Thank you for reading this! ❣:)
Aug 2020 · 250
The butterfly effect!
Veritia Venandi Aug 2020
𝙴𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚊 𝚋𝚞𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚏𝚕𝚢 𝚏𝚕𝚊𝚙𝚜 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝...
𝚂𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚊 𝚝𝚢𝚙𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚖 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚢...

𝙴𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚠𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚙 𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚊 𝚜𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚣𝚎...
𝙸𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚍, 𝚊 𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚍𝚛𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚙 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚑...

𝙴𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚊 𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚞𝚝...
𝙼𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚋𝚘𝚛𝚗 𝚊𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚍𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚔𝚎 𝚊 𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚐𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚜...

𝙴𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚠𝚎 𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛...
𝙸𝚗 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍, 𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚠...

𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚊 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛 𝚋𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚝𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚑...
𝙰 𝚙𝚘𝚎𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚘𝚛𝚗 𝚒𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚐𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚜...!
𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚊 𝚜𝚌𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚏𝚒𝚌 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚌𝚒𝚙𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚋𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚘𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚙𝚑𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚖 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚊𝚜 𝚏𝚕𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚏 𝚋𝚞𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚏𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚊 𝚝𝚢𝚙𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚗...𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚎𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚌𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚏𝚕𝚢 𝚎𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚌𝚝.𝚂𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚢𝚜𝚝𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚊𝚗 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚜 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚎!
𝚃𝚑𝚞𝚜,𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚞𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚎𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚌𝚝.
𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚔𝚜 𝚊 𝚕𝚘𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜!
Aug 2020 · 326
Meteor shower!
Veritia Venandi Aug 2020
The heartbroken girl smiled after ages...

For the meteor shower up in the dark sky...

Across the hillside taught her...

"𝓗𝓸𝔀 𝓼𝓸𝓶𝓮𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓼 𝓬𝓪𝓷 𝓫𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴 𝓪𝓹𝓪𝓻𝓽 𝓲𝓷𝓽𝓸 𝓪 𝓶𝓲𝓵𝓵𝓲𝓸𝓷 𝓹𝓲𝓮𝓬𝓮𝓼 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓼𝓽𝓲𝓵𝓵 𝓻𝓮𝓶𝓪𝓲𝓷 𝓫𝓮𝓪𝓾𝓽𝓲𝓯𝓾𝓵...! "
I so very love meteor showers...
Today I was inspired or rather kicked into action to actually write this after reading Gideon's poem on the Perseid!
Thanks for reading this...! ❣
Aug 2020 · 251
Web!
Veritia Venandi Aug 2020
𝓐𝓼 𝓪 𝓼𝓹𝓲𝓭𝓮𝓻 𝓲𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓬𝓸𝓫𝔀𝓮𝓫 𝓸𝓯 𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓵𝓲𝓯𝓮...

𝓦𝓮 𝓱𝓪𝓿𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓬𝓸𝓶𝓹𝓵𝓮𝓽𝓮 𝓻𝓮𝓲𝓰𝓷𝓼 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓼𝓸𝓷𝓼...

𝓞𝓯 𝓮𝓲𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓱𝓸𝓵𝓭𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓲𝓽 𝓽𝓸𝓰𝓮𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻...

𝓞𝓻 𝓵𝓮𝓽𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓲𝓽 𝓰𝓸!
𝓦𝓮 𝓸𝓯𝓽𝓮𝓷 𝓱𝓪𝓿𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓾𝓹𝓹𝓮𝓻 𝓱𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓲𝓷 𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓵𝓲𝓿𝓮𝓼...𝓕𝓸𝓻 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓮𝓮𝓭 𝓼𝓸𝔀𝓷 𝓫𝔂 𝓭𝓮𝓼𝓽𝓲𝓷𝔂 𝓬𝓪𝓷𝓷𝓸𝓽 𝓰𝓻𝓸𝔀 𝓲𝓷𝓽𝓸 𝓪 𝓽𝓻𝓮𝓮 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱𝓸𝓾𝓽 𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓷𝓾𝓻𝓽𝓾𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓲𝓽!
𝓣𝓱𝓪𝓷𝓴 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓼! ❣
Aug 2020 · 163
Oak!
Veritia Venandi Aug 2020
Do you know, my friend what I did today?
I picked up a fallen acorn from an ancient oak tree growing in a nearby woods....
Then I hurriedly carved upon it our names...
And utmost tenderly planted it into the smiling soil of my little garden!

Do you know, dear,why did I do so?
For if you ever forget me, my friend, I would call upon the roots of my planted tree to find you...
If you ever have to suffer the heat of bad days...
I would ask the leaves of my growing tree to flutter in the wind so that...
The cool breeze of my consolation reaches your shoulder!
And when a smile will cross your glorious face,
I would know it just by a singing cicada upon the tree on a yellow summery day!

And even if in case we cease to exist, my friend...
The tree would remain to harbour birds to weave tales of you and I...
Our tree would become a meeting point of long lost friends... Even after we are long gone by!

People will forever remember our friendship as the one that nurtured a tree to remain forever alive!
A poem on the sweetness of friendship:)
Thanks for reading! ❣
Aug 2020 · 248
Unrusted!
Veritia Venandi Aug 2020
I will ever wait for you by the gate...
Just to see you returning home to my arms...

And even if the ravages of time... Leaves the gate creaky and rusted...

My love for you will ever remain untouched, unrusted-
Covered in a thousand layers of paint!
Just random!
Thank you for reading! ❣
Aug 2020 · 223
Prism!
Veritia Venandi Aug 2020
There was something unique about her...

For whenever a narrow white beam of happiness or sadness reached her...

She hurled an invisible prism out of thin air, and placed it before her path...

So that the white light split into a spectre of seven colours before reaching her...

She thus knew how to live in with every moment-
Not in bland monotony but with cheerful colours!
If we are able to treat happiness and sadness alike only then are we going to live a life to the fullest! Sending lots of smiles to everyone! Thank you for reading this! ❣
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