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  • schriftsteller_sakshi 1w


    I wonder,
    if nights are just
    holding grudges on me,
    or it's unforgiving to you, too.
    I always believe in philosophies
    and in grabbing positive drifts.
    I concur on being me,
    the better me to bliss.
    But, when it comes to you
    I lose that me, within me.
    My eyes keep revering
    those brown eyes which,
    evinces charm on your face.
    All the patterns
    and theories of letting go
    begins being so vague.
    You ain't here with me
    And, I guess
    You never will.
    Ahh, ofcourse
    that smile arc is constant
    with me, all the day.
    But this unsaid goodbye
    makes me sob.
    I sob harder,
    as nights still haunt me anyway.
    I try deflecting
    all the deplore out of me,
    by frantically craving sleep.
    As sleep is the only escape,
    Escape from the entire 'you'.
    Then morning sun arises,
    entailing novice hopes
    but I keep sleeping.
    Yes I do.
    I discern,
    souvenir won't set me free.
    Waking up will again
    bring 'you' to me.

    | I do miss you, but what about you?|


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    All the patterns and theories of letting go,
    begins being so vague.

  • schriftsteller_sakshi 2w

    Hola amigos!
    Okay, so this quarantine did solely one thing good to me, it took me back here in my exquisite paradise.��
    I really missed this place a lot. How you all doing?

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    Wind encloses my heart
    with eternal grip
    And heals my wound
    with a heartbeat skip.
    I belong to the sea
    I belong to the sky
    all the exquisite things
    that passes by.
    Discerning whether
    link is heart to heart
    Or wound to wound.
    Albeit heart liaison
    pauses the breathe
    And wound connects
    inner soul around.
    I suspire,
    the best of both worlds.
    Hushed whisper flows
    Carelessly leans skywards.
    This physical self
    may confine me
    And it may succumb.
    But this soul feels infinite
    from all wounds, and
    when the time is right
    across the realms,
    it would flutter high.

  • schriftsteller_sakshi 23w

    You were,
    embraced in the bottle of love,
    bit akin an exquisite dream.
    What to utter
    Just let it be!
    Eternal you were,
    And reiteration of your name,
    Just for your soul to be mine.
    What to utter
    Just let it be!
    In timorous dark,
    You promised to be unfading lusture
    unremitting glance of flames.
    What to utter
    Just let it be!
    Live the rhapsodies,
    of our tiny disparate world
    Your thoughts betided my fallacious hope.
    What to utter
    Just let it be!
    All your lies,
    I promulgated truths of my world
    Alas! you're just an illusion.
    What to utter
    Just let it be!
    Just let it be!

  • schriftsteller_sakshi 32w

    Adrifting in eyeful dream
    I leer in your eyes.
    Ardent to walk with you,
    for my entire life.
    This life we two live,
    at same time
    Allbeit, disparate phases.
    Just like reading of same book
    But different pages.
    Solely if one could slow down,
    And the other could stride up
    Someday may be
    You never know,
    We could be together.
    On the same text
    Escapading the same,
    Vivid elucidation
    and Wider panaroma
    We would read
    We would walk
    We would utter
    the identical line
    Utterly aligned.
    #pod @writersnetwork @mirakee

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    We could be together.
    On the same text,
    walking on same line.

  • schriftsteller_sakshi 40w

    After a long break!
    Heya my lovely fellas❤

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    I felt your presence
    and a fleecy touch.
    Satiny press
    on my cold skin.
    It feels like,
    you're here
    along with zephyr
    Brushing my hair,
    taping my shoulder,
    and holding my waist
    to pull towards.
    I sighed
    and shied.
    Each tiptoe on my skin
    made me skip a heartbeat
    and my breath entails
    pauses betwixt.
    A sudden wind
    blown on my face
    Took me out
    of my dream phase.
    You wouldn't come,
    ever again.
    I nincompoop human,
    I'm just so insane.

  • schriftsteller_sakshi 43w

    It's dark in here
    all of my days.
    I'm fading away,
    evanescing colours
    Dwindling all my identity.
    There's no space left
    for novice hope
    not even in sleep.
    I'm enshrouded with
    No smiling lights
    no glaring sunrise.
    All I have with me
    is my dark nights
    with constant lies.
    You're gone
    And so is your souvenir.
    But I'm not empty yet,
    Pain by you
    still suspires deep inside.
    I've nothing mine
    not even emptiness.
    This world entails
    fulgurating rays of lights
    but, to me
    all alludes burden to the soul.
    I don't feel like
    breathing anymore.
    I'm alive in hazy breeze
    but I don't feel
    my heart beats anymore.
    My mind screeches
    insanity sometimes.
    As I spent my life
    waiting for the tide
    that may never arrive.

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    It's dark in here
    all of my days.

  • schriftsteller_sakshi 45w

    Thankyou so much for your kind repost @writersnetwork:)

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    The moment
    when I took a pause,
    looked at his face
    His heart.
    And his heart beats.
    I sensed smell of difference.
    This life we two live
    at same time
    Is actually disparate
    in all plausible phases.
    He declaims about
    the sky so high,
    I utter the depth of sea.
    He is deific raw droplet,
    whirls effacing my ferocity.
    He's full of sunlight,
    Eclipse, all over me.
    There's an abyss within
    He often visits me.
    Mayhap, we allude two,
    unidentical human
    But an identical heart
    with healing soul.

  • schriftsteller_sakshi 46w

    May be, lame!
    But I just felt same yesterday, when I met my childhood toys after so long.��

    Souvenir of those toys
    that belongs to my
    daintiest era of life.
    forged an abode today,
    and ordained me
    to esy peace in them.
    They too had lived me,
    being mate of each moment
    and each emotions.
    I rushed to the cupboard
    of my store room
    and found my paradise
    right there,
    where it used to be
    in beatific past.
    Locked in wooden box
    whose keys were
    treasure to me,erst.
    Same trilling voice
    while opening box
    kissed my jovial nerve.
    All were there,
    my piggy bank,
    my fetching barbie
    with long hairs
    At corner, was my rabbit
    shattered by me once.
    I briskly hugged them so tight
    and drenched 'em with tears.
    They too didn't perturbed
    and cuddled me back,
    akin two estranged lovers
    got coalesced for eternity.
    I nudged my red car
    a toy which inferred
    predilection in my infancy.
    But it got snapped
    solely with my soft touch.
    Mum enunciated,
    the toy was old
    hence it broke.
    But I discerned,
    it was evincing me,
    the agony in disguise of anger,
    for leaving it alone
    from so long.
    More often,
    I don't remember them
    owing to fact of being trapped
    in muddle life.
    But deep within,
    they as well as I
    percieve to a fare-thee-well,
    We are first bezzies
    in this acquisitive world.

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    Childhood toys♡

    I found my paradise
    right there,
    in locked wooden box
    whose keys were
    treasure to me,erst.

  • schriftsteller_sakshi 47w

    From so above to the depth,
    everything was visible
    solely in black colour.
    The dark, dense night sky
    bolstered the silence.
    Then a bit downward,
    all the trees
    weren't possibly in shaped view,
    were black too.
    I entwined myriad imagery
    of light ray enters obdurately,
    piercing all the darkness.
    So, I rolled my eyes
    towards the ocean.
    Each wave was clamorous
    yet sounded so quiet.
    A rousing ocean breeze,
    stired inside my heart,
    the memory
    of frameless seashell
    lying on the furnace
    and spindrift plashing
    the shoreline of pretended peace.
    Perhaps, the voice
    of inside pain,
    hushed the hidden truths.
    The naked truth befallen
    so frigid and lonely,
    running in all phases
    Volatile as
    all those unspoken rage
    and whispers of those
    who hear no voices in dark.
    Feeling this unfelt texture
    of darkness
    and calmness simultaneously
    evokes my placidity
    for living life.
    @mirakee @writersnetwork

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    Feeling the unfelt texture
    of darkness and calmness simultaneously
    evokes the placidity for living life.


  • schriftsteller_sakshi 47w

    My submission to #pic_LS_chal by @laughing_soul ma'am❤
    As per winsome rules, I selected this beautiful picture clicked by @purewine_75
    Hope you like it��

    Shut those eyes
    and expunge all muddlings.
    Take a leap of faith
    to take a height with wings.
    No afflictions
    No restrictions
    Just don't be racked with
    snags and cages.
    Neither any bar could
    cage you ever.
    Nor I'm gripping by any.
    Let's just mould
    our mellow home afar
    Betwixt the clouds
    or a bit more deep
    in galaxy of stars.
    You dainty bird,
    You're glorified with
    fleecy visible wings.
    Hush! keep it a secret,
    My heart too entails
    an invisible one.
    This winged heart
    soars upon cresting wind waves
    dreaming of abstract desire.
    I stiffly wear
    my own opinion's attire.
    No bribe of gold bars
    would halt us ever.
    I can discern,
    these humans are pretty clever.
    Just take a deep sigh
    Unfurling these wings.
    Leave behind
    each snag and glee slit.
    Oh prettiness!
    If you catch my drift.

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    This winged heart
    soars upon cresting wind waves
    dreaming of abstract desires.