Here the girl goes.

Plucked a bunch of hobbies,
From the dream lobbies.
Stemmed, rooted in her soul,
She garnered hard, to let the diamond shine out of coal.
Looking all around; fields of roses, she is a wild daisy.
Trying hard to find a way, but its all hazy.
All she wants to create a masterpiece,
Her hobbies, passion divided her hardwork in pieces.
Her mind fragments trying hard to lookafter every art she knows,
But under human capacity, it is difficult to be consistent in every art she knows.
She knows it all, yet she is lost,
She is the ballet dream dancer and too a host.
Enjoying a ride with dreams,
Stars aligning in a row and scattering gleams.
A wonderer, over thinker she is,
Thats the worst part yet the best it is.
Chasing soft breeze and a sudden switch she wants to travel in the speed of light,
Star gazer she is, admirer of dark night.
Light is her home, dark is she allures,
When dark lives within her, light she creates,
Beauty may be she isn't, she thinks of,
But a beast out of art colours she creates.
©heeranshimishra

A soul wandering, on unknown path,
Got myself under the piled wrath.

Unknown I was of my own destruction skills,
Finding bliss was my aim, so I took no. Of pills.

All I wanted to accomplish my dreams,
So I covered up my mouth and ate up my anxiety screams.

Wanted to fly high, so I started to crawl,
I didnt knew I was crawling against the squall.

Threw away hard, I picked up my shards,
In dilemma I was, what to do next now ? I dont want my dreams, my wishes to be in graveyard.

Craving for yet another magical happening, moving forward on unknown path,
Unknown of my needs, dynamic was my nature ;
So I kept burdening with loaths.

Now when I look back, I know what I needed,
I allure the way I bridged and struggled.

The things I kept within me,
Searched like a wanderer.


©heeranshimishra

Break those rusty shackles of mine,
Lets drift to the darkness, yet we shine.
Wrapping you around me, spilled scent of yours in air,
Driving me crazy your messy hair.
All set to be on a ride,
Burrying me in you, baby let me hide.
What I want is let the ignition be fire,
Let me burn you and me to be a single soul and desire.

©heeranshimishra

उलझी काली रातों में,
तेरी खट्टी मीठी बातों में,
हस्ती, खिल - खिलाती, रोतली  सी शक्लो में,
अक्सर में तुझको खुद में कैद कर,
अपनी हंसी को बेबसी में तबदील कर लेती हूं ।

आँखो के काले घेरे,
अनगिनत घाव मेरे,
चीख के पुकारते है तुझे,
बहते आंसुओ से फिर उन घावों को बेबसी का नमक देती हूँ ।

तेरे ख्वाब सिरहाने रखते हुए,
तकिये से बाते करते हुए,
दीवारों को ताकते हुए,
रात रात भर अपनी बेबसी का हिसाब लगाती हूँ ।

पायल उतार फेकी है,
झुमके अब रास नही आ रहे है,
जब से तुम दूर गए हो,
खुशिया में भी बेबसी का हिजाब रहता है ।

बेबसी को बढ़ाने के लिए ही सही,
बेबस को और बेबस करने ही सही,
एक बार आए वो इस बात की बेबसी बढ़ती जा रही है ।

©heeranshimishra