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Diksha Dhiman Aug 2020
While
Dancing to her own rhythms
Coloring her own rainbow
Wandering in her own skies
intoning her own melodies
Rhyming her own poetry
Telling a love story of her with her soul
Making all her heavenly bodies the brightest stars
She is  teaching  the world the worth of self love and inner peace.
               -diksha dhiman
#selflove
Diksha Dhiman Jan 2021
I was dancing with the moonbeams
and stars were chanting all along
When I First Saw you....
                                     -diksha dhiman
poetryofdhiman Feb 2018
the night falls
behind the curtain of the black sky
with a silver coloured bulb called moon
floating weightlessly in the background,
together with the billions of stars
shimmering like the glow-worms.

the clouds fly here and there
with the joy of becoming grey again
leaving behind the dry memories
of summer and sunny days
hoping to become raindrops again
and fall on the soft leaves of earth.

©Dhiman
Diksha Dhiman Aug 2020
On a gloomy, rainy day                              sipping coffee
All alone
Begin to wander the house of memories
I can feel you
Even today These recaptures feel alluring
All the memories are talking to me
They are telling me you and me was a lie
But I am not repining anything, not even a little bit
Cause for me, you are still The best thing happened to me and I don't want to replace that
I can't.
               -diksha dhiman
poetryofdhiman Feb 2018
When I was six,
I didn't tie my shoelaces,
not because I didn't know how to
but because I didn't have shoes back then,
so I wore my father's old shoes
after many years of his death,
ragged from all sides.
Though my little toes
fitted in them just fine
they never gave me the comfort
that I craved from my father's side.
I would walk down the street
on wintery mornings of December
in my father's shoes
while the chilly wind
played hide and seek with my feet.
~~©Dhiman
Childhood memories are never old...
poetryofdhiman Feb 2018
I thought I was alone
like a young leaf
fallen on the field
nothing to look forward to
waiting for an inevitable end
to come and take me away
into the hopeless land of the unknown
but I was wrong
I didn't look at the other way
the way from which the sun shone
the path that was still there,
calm and bright as usual
but I was afraid,
afraid of the light
that I was craving
so I closed my eyes
took a deep breath
turned back
and moved towards the light

(light)~~©Dhiman
Keep moving towards the light.... the darkness is just a reminder that the light is nearby.... never stop searching for it, you'll find it...
Diksha Dhiman Sep 2020
remember the day we met as if it were yesterday
My eyes stopped on you and my heart started pounding
and I fell in love at first sight
Before meeting you
I didn't think that it was possible to love someone in a pure, sincere,deep way
and now you are the first person I want to tell good news to
the person on whom I can count on when something bad happens
Being separated from you is more difficult than I had imagined
I see things that remind me of your absence
and they give me only one desire
To be near you.
                                        -diksha dhiman
poetryofdhiman Feb 2018
Life is a miracle.
The day you understand it,
You'll start to live.

---Dhiman
poetryofdhiman Mar 2018
Lie with me
under this cosmic gallery
and witness the universal play
as the stars take backstage and
the moon tiptoeing behind the clouds
takes center stage
the sky is its background
and the clouds are its curtain
all through the night
the stars keep on shimmering behind
and the moon in its silvery grace
silences everything else
lie with me and
watch how the night rolls on
and the moon plays hide and seek
behind the white and grey clouds
until the sun appears with its torchlight.

©Dhiman
poetryofdhiman Jan 2017
Roaming all over the sky
The small and big white clouds
Dancing upon one another
Wearing bluish feathers of life
Behind the windows of clouds
An enormous fireball hiding
Empowering all living creations
Reflecting the glimpses of life
With its golden rays of smile

©Dhiman Saha
poetryofdhiman Jan 2017
Fog closes in outside my window
Though I try to look, to see, beyond
Where my imaginary golden paddies are
Standing on their December feet by the pond

My mind wonders outside, to wash it away
To let the wintery sunbeams arrive
Inside the dark shelves of my caged heart
Where my little dreams are still alive

A gust of chilly wind touches my bare face
Whispering memories of winter from childhood
Eyes closing, I feel inside the same little child
Unaware of the coming tests of his boyhood

©Dhiman Saha
poetryofdhiman Feb 2018
We are all broken
tiny pieces of
jumbled up life,
waiting
to be rediscovered
rejoined
into something
as we embark on our journey
to become whole again
while some of us
are just too jumbled up
to be reassembled...

~~©Dhiman
Diksha Dhiman Jan 2021
Every moment far away from you
Is cherishing how much my heart is close to you.
                               -diksha dhiman
poetryofdhiman Feb 2018
if I had wings
like the birds
flying in the summer rain
I would have gone
to your city
by the street
where you walk everyday
to your sweet home
and sat there
on the window sill
at the side of your bed
where you sleep at night
like a princess of my dream
I would have caressed your face
and left kisses on your lips and cheek

~~©Dhiman
poetryofdhiman Jan 2017
harvest moon glowing
bountiful nature sparks
autumnal coziness

©Dhiman Saha
Diksha Dhiman Mar 2021
Life will become simple if you begin to enjoy sadness too.
                              -diksha dhiman
poetryofdhiman Feb 2018
hope is the antidote,
the torch that transforms
darkness into light,
sadness into ecstacy,
it is the window through which
the sun sends its first ray of light,
the womb that gives birth to joy
and nurtures it,
till it blooms into happiness.

©Dhiman
Hope is always the antidote to every heartbreak you have, for every suffering you deal with. It is the light to see the path...
poetryofdhiman Feb 2018
in my days of teenage
i held you within me
with a silent love
that you didn't feel
and i kept on loving you
day by day
while you never felt it back
my little heart
became filled
with a love so pure
where dreams travelled
all day long
making moons and stars
decorating a house of love
~~©Dhiman
Teenage is a lesson, a stage, a memory, where love runs within us giving us less joy than pain...
poetryofdhiman Feb 2018
from the other side of the street
our soulless eyes meet,
we send waves of cravings
for our broken hearts to hold
but we don't step forward
you stayed back, i don't move either
we walk along the side of the road,
we smile at each other,
and watch ourselves
getting vanished into the distant,
this is what has become of us:
silent and afraid, forever...

©Dhiman
We have become ghosts to each other, unknown and afraid...
Diksha Dhiman Apr 2021
You are not helping in changing them...you are changing yourself by seeing through your different perspectives.
                                         -diksha dhiman
poetryofdhiman Feb 2018
although she was broken
she still picked up her smile
and wore it like lipstick
knowing that the world
will make it fake and dry
but she hated showing it
to the world that did not care,
not once about her broken soul.

©Dhiman
poetryofdhiman Feb 2018
I like watching how the rocks
float on the wet and dry grounds
along with the time that passes by
I like watching how they break sometimes
how the cracks on them
become visible
but somehow they survive
days and months and years
even when their cracks open up
raindrops and sunshine
enter into their old broken bodies
they bear the pain and stay silent
for they still find their way to stay
for as long as they wish to stay...

~~©Dhiman
Diksha Dhiman Jan 2021
There is beauty in my reflection
          I am
carrying mountains on my back
Universes on my head
Solace in my eyes
Harmony on my lips
But there are doubts in my heart
And again I am stuck in haze....
                          -diksha dhiman
poetryofdhiman Feb 2018
The baby sun,
washed by the sea,
smiling at
the snow filled mountains
less brightly,
than the summer mornings.

 Younger
than the moonlit nights,
it artfully kisses
and embraces
the forehead of 
the sleeping stars.

~~©Dhiman
poetryofdhiman Feb 2018
the woods are lonely like I am here today
lonely within myself without the real me
while the woods have one another
to hold each other in times of need
I have none by my side
not even my own self
the woods never chase sunrays
even when they are lonely in darkness
while I have lost myself
in chasing
all the things that I never wanted...

~~©Dhiman
poetryofdhiman Feb 2018
I stood there
while you walked over the moon
into the darkness of the night.
I called you,
loudly,
then gently
as I watched you get vanished
somewhere into the lap of the unknown.
I glanced at your footmarks,
but soon they left me too
and I remained silent and lonely,
to this day,
I'm standing here,
where you left me
to get lost in my way...

~~©Dhiman
poetryofdhiman Feb 2018
Stranger! You walked right by me
When my world wasn't this big
And I wrote my little stories
On the leaves of my father's diary
You showed me life's mysteries
That it holds always something
More than we anticipate
And heartily expect from it.
~~©Dhiman
poetryofdhiman Feb 2018
Far away in the distant land
Where songs of lost summer
Still humming over the green valleys
There the old trees cover their arms
Stuffed in white suits of frost
Winter winds there blow them hard
And quietly fill the caves of snow.

~~©Dhiman
Diksha Dhiman Jan 2021
Sometimes don't give someone talks about struggles of life, that how much their life is messy now and they have to clean it. Sometimes just be a place where they can hide and be safe until they gain strength and conquer all the chaos.
                                 -diksha dhiman
poetryofdhiman Feb 2018
I thought you were hiding
behind your tears,
the little droplets
that ran down your cheeks
and caressed your lips,
but little did I know
the pain you held
within your chest
telecasted through
your silent cries.

~~©Dhiman
Some cries are covered in smiles...look behind them and you'll witness pain like never before...
poetryofdhiman Feb 2018
Everything
That you said
And all the things
That I spoke,
Lost in the crowd of
Everything
That was left untold.

~~©Dhiman
Diksha Dhiman Dec 2020
For a moment slow down, breathe and appreciate the good things in your life.
                                    -diksha dhiman
poetryofdhiman Feb 2018
The world is building and breaking,
With each breath we take and release, But even in those little moments
Of building and breaking,
There's something more
That stands silently on its feet,
Humbly and artfully,
That is Life,
The most mysterious creation of this universe.

~~©Dhiman
Diksha Dhiman Mar 2021
Why just for a moment?
Why not for a lifetime?
                         -diksha dhiman
Diksha Dhiman Dec 2020
There are so many voices in our heads, we need to know which one to listen to. Stop the negative self talk, self-doubt, all the things which force you to think less of yourself. You have the power to be great.
                                            -diksha dhiman
Diksha Dhiman Jan 2021
It is still hurting because you didn't deserve it.
                                        -diksha dhiman
Diksha Dhiman Nov 2020
Iife is all about finding joy in all the big and small moments...if you are not able to find it....then it's about creating joy.
                                 -diksha dhiman
Diksha Dhiman Nov 2020
The universe works for you. You pay a price for something you get it back and ten times more. Let go and trust.
                                -diksha dhiman
Diksha Dhiman Oct 2020
You acted in the best way you were capable of in that moment. Allow yourself to be at peace with this. Release doubt and welcome faith🥀.
                -diksha dhiman
Diksha Dhiman Dec 2020
Sometimes life looks like a moving carousel, where we have no control over anything and we cannot bend anything to our will.but still you have to live with hope, gratitude, and love every day. There is no other option and that's it.
                                -diksha dhiman

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