Vishal Pant: Favorites

Jun 6 Vishal Pant

David J

Power of the tongue
Do not tread lightly, for We
Can speak life or death

Disgust clouds my mind, but I must restrain my putrid tongue. I have fallen, perhaps I remain grounded for cursing myself.

Jun 6 Vishal Pant

I am not a creator

Jun 6 Vishal Pant

Nat Lipstadt

I am not a creator

nope.
an amalgmator, consolidator, a sifter,
a synthesizer, combinator, employer
of words

collect, analyze, repair, modify,
discern the overlapping, intersecting rhythms, the tools,

Drip from my lips, fall from of my grip, from my eyes, salty drip,
and I nail them to my bones,

herein lies my originality....
The millions upon millions of permutations combinations and iterations
That resolved themselves from the madness of my mind, are then attached to my living bones, inseparable, and my living mark of once existence

Avril
31😉 ~May
2025

#lipstadt #creator

Jun 6 Vishal Pant

That night

Jun 6 Vishal Pant

Yasmin Sh

That night

The night arrives
And my sins
Get lost between the shadows
Feeling less shame
Walking home late
Leaving all behind
Darkness makes me blind
At the mirror, i look
A Little girl smiles
And then i remember
How innocent I was

By Yasmin.Sh

#poem #poetry #poet

Jun 5 Vishal Pant

Cold body

Jun 5 Vishal Pant

Yasmin Sh

Cold body

She was not even there
But he was still looking
Love in his eyes dry
And the gaze burns all the town

She was on the hills
Walking out of her grave
Burning town warms her hands
From Where did this fire started ?

They were foredoom to die
By the hands of the lover
And it was her destiny
To be cold even near the fire

By Yasmin.Sh🌻

#poem #poetry #poet

Jun 5 Vishal Pant

Your Smile

Jun 5 Vishal Pant

Chandu Kanuri

Your Smile

Your smile is where sunrise sings,
Secrets of soft gold.

Break the night with silent grace,
And sculpt the light on her face.

A heat breeze, such a soft silence,
The world feels young when she smiled.

No poet pen, without the painter's tone,
I could hold the brightness that her lips let go.

And when she smiles, the stars lean closely -
Because even they should stop and hear.

Chandu Kanuri

#chandukanuri #chandukanuripoems

Jun 5 Vishal Pant

Her (my first poem)

Jun 5 Vishal Pant

Cheyenne

Her (my first poem)

I feel her calling out to me.
From the depths of my brain.
Her face I can no longer see,
And it fills me with such pain.

     She is clothed in beauty and splendor,
Filling me with curiosity.
Her silky hands, I do remember,
Would always embrace me.

     She wears a cloud of wonder,
And it goes where she goes.
Until that day of thunder,
When we reach the end of the road.

     I remember how she’d softly sing,
Her melodies hold me tight.
Wrapping me with warmth,
Through all the lonely nights.

     I feel her still here with me,
Though her face is now just a memory.
Yet, I still long to see,
Everything that she used to be.

     I want to pull her back to me,
And keep her there forever.

     But I can’t.

This was the first poem I've ever written lol

#heartbreak #sad #missyou #her #love #lonely

Jun 5 Vishal Pant

3 A.M.

Jun 5 Vishal Pant

Cheyenne

3 A.M.

It is 3:00
And I am still awake.
I stare into the darkness
While others rest-
Like the dead.

It is 3:12
And I lie in a bed that isn't my own,
Questioning everything.
Why do I still have bad dreams?
Why can't I ever sleep?

It is 3:33
And time doesn't exist anymore.
The clock in the hall deafens my ears,
With its incessant ticking-
An endless tap in my skull.

It is 3:46
And not even my dog,
Is making a sound.
Am I the only one to live now?
What kind of purgatory have I fallen into?

It is 3:52
And my eyes are glued to this screen.
The world rests in peaceful slumber,
But all I do is tap out poems
That no one truly cares to read.

It is 4:03
Why am I still awake?
Because the memories I face in my sleep,
Are scarier than anything
That comes from under the bed.

Its now 4:30, and I am still awake.

#insomnia #nightmares #3am #sleep #darkness #questions #fear #restlessness #writing

Jun 2 Vishal Pant

THE REBUILD

Jun 2 Vishal Pant

Blue Sapphire

THE REBUILD

After breaking everything,
all one can do
is rebuild-
brick by brick.