She caressed my soul, Like the light of apricity in My dark winters.
She walked along with me, On those alew paths of mine, holding my hands, Leaving the aroma of love on my fingertips.
A beautiful and mesmerizing star, Appears infront of me, when an euphonic sound Of Love pass through my veins.
She wore the cologne of love, Filling all those empty, liveless parts of my soul, Into the Oasis of love.
She calls me k i d d o, Making me dance frolicly With the music notes of her love song.
She is a star of love, Into the caelum of purple clouds, Whom we call btslove... ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• Wish you a very happy birthday @btslove eonniieee I know this is not so good. Sorry.....I am not at all good at wishing birthdays. May you live many more years happily ❤️ Thank you very much for being my dearest eonniieee Thank you very much for being my chinguuuuyyaa I wish we would make many more memories together Stay healthy eonniieee
Thriving as a verdant and Ethereal leaf, She grew into a resilient cheif. Resisting all those downpours and hailstorms, She grew into a queen. Emblished with the elysian crown, She wobbled wearing crymson red gown. Admiring the Helios she shone bright, Giving the grammary of halycon at every sight. While falling from her abditory, Zephyr recited " She will Rise High", Even after she dies. There she lies dead, But still decorating those weary paths, Embracing her mother earth, With her Beautiful cloth. Soon her soul was smothered Under the niveous land, Again thriving as a leaf, On this sweven land. - Nikitha Sharma
And she came, Sliding on the pane, Resting on those dark iron grills, Calling me with her pitter patter foot steps. I peeped out, rubbing the murky glass, And there I knew , she is finally here, Bringing the ebullient smile on my tanned face. I went out, and tried to held her with my rough palms, But she slid down, as if wanting to play the tantrums of a little child. I giggled, she rumbled, She embraced me from the top, I embraced her in my dark black eyes. Soon, we were tired, craving to rest, I sat on the ground, with the thump sound, and She caressed each part of my face.
And now it was the time to bid a farewell To each other. She left me with a peck of kiss On my forehead, As the last gift.
I went inside, sitting again at my window, Waiting for her, to come back again, With the brook of my happiness. But, little I knew, that even she was Longing to see the mesmerizing eyes of mine, And so she sat on the leaf of that huge Gulmohar tree. From there she peeped through my window, Smiling at each flip of my Wet messy hair.
But, now she has to leave, As her father has come, shining bright, Dangling from that azure sky. She has to leave now So that she can come again.... - Nikitha Sharma
Those crumbled papers, Of my book, with your name Scribbled in it, still scream each memory of Our entangled fake love. Every single strike with my broken pen, Turn those scribbles into an invisible scars at the back. The fragrance of those dried Petals of lily, betwixt the pages, Smells about our fake love.
//Those love smileys, at the last of those Long poetries, Now seep their tears, Drenching the paper into the ocean of our fake love//
Now each creases of the paper, Describes about the broken heart Of a true love, into thousand parts. Those ellipses at the last of Those love poetries to describe the never ending love, Now became the period, Describing the end.... _ Nikitha Sharma Penned on 02/09/10 4:49 p.m.
Do u know when you get a weird thought about something and that keeps you engrossed for quiet a duration? Do u know when you start to feel annoyed of that weirdness? Do u know when you don't want to know the weirdness but are always curious about it? Do u know when it becomes so much awkward to stay in denial stage of this awkwardness to like something u feel is weird? Do u know when over the time, you accept that weirdness and start to like it? Do u know when over the time, you are just bounded with that weirdness and feel it's been like this for years? Do u know when over the time, you are inspired from that weirdness? Do u know when over the time, you begin to follow that weirdness? And lastly, Do u know when you finally love that weirdness, it starts tracing the path of unknown lane?
I didn't know too. But now I feel all of it. You know what that weirdness was? - That was your lovely poems. Before reading your crafts, I didn't know how to feel a poem. You taught me, but you never knew. I used to never believe in those amicable verses and infatuations being lovely and eternal to read , at the least. You taught me, but you never knew. No, I never knew you personally. We never talked besides our poems really. You weren't my brother or any relation. I never considered you as such. And our poems are the only bond we share which is beyond special. For me and for you :) You know, you are younger than me...but I have admired you always from day one. Firstly, because I was getting to know your poems and then I was getting to know your prose . You and your crafts have always been an inspiration to me. I came across your magical posts and I am always glad about it. And you will always, always be MY FAVORITE . I won't say please stay, because it's not in your hands anymore. But please take good care of yourself. Because that's more important. You are always a writer of your own but in this worldly affairs, you are always a relation to somebody and please care about their care too. Please be safe, stay healthy for I and all others here, dearly cares and loves you. And we all Want You Back. You had your goodbyes, now I had mine. My prayers are With You and Stays With You.
My Mirakee Gems... I don't know how should I make it to you guys in a better way but I need to get it out of my heart.
I guess now it's my time to say GOODBYE...!!
You guys must have noticed that I'm becoming non-spontaneous and irregular here day by day. So let me tell you everything now. I'm diagnosed with Leukopenia (a WBC deficiency syndrome) and now my conditions got worst even. I had a lot of tests, diagnosis and treatments in these days and a lot of medications too, but I guess they didn't help me. The worst part of Leukopenia is that it's a simple deficiency, but can be life taking under stress conditions. In past weeks I had a lot of stress regarding different issues in my life and the result is, 'I have got my final diagnosis.'
My loved ones, you guys and this platform gave me so much of love, affection and good memories that I can't forget it even on my death bed. And let me tell you, it's not that my reports are clearly negative now. Doctors said, my condition is critical now but they still have a hope.
And trust me guys, if everything will be fine and once again back to normal, I promise to return back here. I can't live without you guys. But for now I'm not sure what my destiny is.
I don't know what will be the outcome, but all I wanna say is I love you all beyond words and poetries and always remember: ... ...
I'm taking your leave with a promise to return back again; as @the_alchemiist or as his poems and love for you all.
Stay blessed, happy, healthy and keep shining always...!! ✌