What if I'd been told"You can never go back home"Would I have loved it more? Of the streets, been fonderTo myself, a little kindernot felt imprisoned by the walls All of a sudden, things have changedAll of a sudden, alone, displacedI cry at nights for some stability...home? I tug at things I knew,I long for… Continue reading Displaced
Month: July 2022
Dear Papa, I seehow your face clouds with worry...Makes me question God
ALL MY WORDS…
I kissed each letter before blowing them to you, in words this dancing heart inscribed, as the soul lit up in love's blushed hues, the yen for its mate swelling like the moon's tide. Orbs of words whirled around in pink promenade, quick stepping to amorous sentences, as sweet rhymes formed into a tender serenade… Continue reading ALL MY WORDS…
There's a part of me that aches for you, a heart within that breaks for you; with every warm memory - now a frozen peak, reignited, crying rivulets and lakes for you... © Isha Garg
Oh SadnessI feel your hot wavesHow you come washing overthis heart in my momentsand it drops suddenlya sink so shocking and painfulI hold my breath a secondand wait for your passingOh Sadnesslike a tidal pullonly from beneath the surfaceperhaps a tectonic shiftin the sea of thoughtsof emotions, attachmentsand losses...But, I still love you,Oh Sadnessyou remind… Continue reading Oh Sadness
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