schriftsteller_sakshi

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  • schriftsteller_sakshi 2d

    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

  • schriftsteller_sakshi 1w

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

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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

  • schriftsteller_sakshi 2w

    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.
    ©schriftsteller_sakshi
    @mirakee @writersnetwork

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

    ©schriftsteller_sakshi

  • schriftsteller_sakshi 3w

    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��
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    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.
    ©schriftsteller_sakshi

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

  • schriftsteller_sakshi 3w

    Picture credit goes to me��
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    @mirakee @writersnetwork

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    Silence inked surrounding
    Even whirlwind stayed so quiet.
    But howling was the sheeny moon
    Silver lining spoke so bright.
    ©schriftsteller_sakshi

  • schriftsteller_sakshi 4w

    #timenagain a beautiful challenge by beautiful and sweetest inspiration @laughing_soul ma'am♡
    It's just a try, ma'am��

    Waterlogged eyes
    hide their tears
    behind mizzling droplets.
    Exulting smiles
    dote on frolics,
    so dances with trickling water.
    Time and again, I wonder!
    To which, rain reveres more?
    Expunging out the screeching pains
    Or colouring rainbow of gaiety brains?
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    This life envies me.
    Often leaves my hand
    to betray my credence.
    Pulls me to those roads
    that I perceived,
    weren't meant for me.
    Twists my dreams
    and I feel sobs of despair.
    But also tugs out the inner me
    Audacious and maverick,
    the life I wanna live.
    Time and again, I wonder!
    Is it me, who blames
    everything on life,
    Or it's verily life
    who tests me
    on each path
    and on my each remorse?

    ©schriftsteller_sakshi
    @mirakee @writersnetwork

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    Time and again, I wonder!
    Do this life envies me?
    ©schriftsteller_sakshi

  • schriftsteller_sakshi 4w

    Happy World Music Day��
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    Music within my emotions
    plenishes colour to esquissed picture.
    Picture of you,
    that belongs to my lyrical imagery.
    It strums ditty
    to permit you,
    to arch over the threshold,
    of my heart
    and soul too.
    You're love
    to my each musical string
    that connects melodius rhythm.
    And the tattoo,
    Do you remember?
    The music inked on my left wrist
    eternally plays octave of your love.
    And also my obdurate heart
    reveres the carved euphonies
    deep inside,
    that croons notes of your breath.
    Now you wonder, darling!
    How difficult it would be
    for my breath
    to moil within.
    ©schriftsteller_sakshi

    #threshold #pod #musicday
    @mirakee @writersnetwork

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    The music inked on my left wrist
    eternally plays octave of your breathe.
    ©schriftsteller_sakshi

  • schriftsteller_sakshi 4w

    Here is my submission to very amazing challange #ceesshorties by an awesome and most humble lady @carolyns_challenge_account ma'am♡

    Words~ Malady, Lovelorn, Rhapsody, Saudade
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    #desolate #pod @mirakee @writersnetwork

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  • schriftsteller_sakshi 5w

    Hey my everything!

    Should I write that I love you? Trust me I stiffly do and that's eternal!
    You're the reflection of how I see God. You've been by my side since I don't even remember and I know my 'Thanks' wouldn't ever be enough to depict your love.
    Trammels do scare me but they ain't that brawny to petrify me from fall or lose bcz at my each fall I espyed your hand to hold mine. I know I'm quite exasparating and I deserve to be scolded, haha trust me I know that, but I love that too! I'm purely genned up that consequences and corrections may come forever but you never spoke out condemnation.
    You know for me often heroism isn’t in what seems outrightly glamourous or muscular but in the simplest acts of being protective & kind that you perfectly depict for me. I got self-belief, confidence, kindness as a gift from you.I praise them as blessings.
    I love you as the way you are. I love you for being protective and sometimes possessive too. I love when you felicitate me by patting on my shoulder but I also adore your rebuke. Your presence makes me maverick and I desire to be maverick for lifetime.

    Meri haar pe, mujhe nhi blki haar ko daat lagane wale mere papa♡
    I love you for being my Dad and I owe you♡

    -Sakshi

    Happy Father's day❤
    ©schriftsteller_sakshi
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    #father #pod @mirakee @writersnetwork

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    DAD♡

    Three letter,
    makes world better!

  • schriftsteller_sakshi 5w

    FLAME OF OPTIMISM
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    I abraded matchstick
    and illuminated a flame.
    Flame that entails
    ground for optimism.
    I stare,
    more than delineated continuity
    focusing my retina
    on yellow dancing credence.

    Probability is literally lesser
    than a decimal percent.
    But yet I believe.
    I stiffly do.
    Morning will wake me up
    with rising magic.
    And no wind will deceive
    as my faith has invisible lid.

    Entire world finds peace where,
    I too am espying for mine there.
    But excruciation
    that God invented
    I guess,
    solely for me to dwell in.
    And no exit really
    got devised.

    I screech,
    although it's beyond reach.
    I know it's gonna be more
    than difficulties tend to be.
    Still flame is emblazoned
    deep inside.
    But I'm scared
    as if, flame blewed off then?
    ©schriftsteller_sakshi
    @mirakee @writersnetwork

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    Entire world finds peace where,
    I'm espying for mine there.

    ©schriftsteller_sakshi