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  • avihra 15w

    bloom


    Will I bloom? Under raining skies that stop no thunder and
    quicksand that passes amidst my ruins, will I bloom?
    Men of strength have shaped my breathe, hands so muddy have rooted my home.
    In one place, shall I live to be but where do I grow?

    Where earliest lives ring of wars chosen for me by destinies(?)
    I kept on searching for retreats, all I had was scorching heat.
    Too many keepers, too much waters, sometimes my roots flooded in their heists.
    All I wanted was a space, a moment to gather the heavy weights which tumbled,
    A place of beliefs that reap of joys, a world that didn't crave uncertainities.

    Now, on fire, shall I dance for you upon a lovely, dreamy cloud.
    Resting my head on heaps of sorrow like some innuendoes of cracked grace,
    I'll fly one last time to the end of these phases.
    The wait is over the Sun gleams rays, and so I start my timid race.

    After all the years, I can feel free to rise above all the mazes.
    A bloom so soft, gleaming of moonlight halos,
    A bloom so ethereal like scenes of a honey radiance.
    A bloom of life, broken in a second, full in another.

    A bloom.


    ©avihrá

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  • avihra 95w

    End love?


    Hurling at the night
    Under breezes of the sky
    I feel you clinch into me
    And collapse did the world

    Magic condolenses breathed the fire
    Gushed into halves, you found me a wonder
    Touch me with eyes,
    Let go of past musings
    Keep me as I, I fall towards my grave.

    And look at destiny,
    Setting us free for each other
    Only at the end, when ashes ruined our kingdoms.
    I fell for you, at the stoppage of life
    And as I die, somewhere slowly and sometime quickly,
    You crave for me a hole in you, deeper every moment.

    And so much magic, fantasies broken.
    Into pieces. Of souls. Who have no epitome.
    No future, no meanings.
    We're a barren, barren window.
    An opening but no further.
    Just like a horizon,
    eroded without the skies.
    Just like a song, tuneless attired.

    Look at all we have. And all we haven't.
    No universes to be tranversed.
    No colours to be mistaken.
    No worries at faulty, dead stars.
    We ended before started.
    We started near the ending.

    As I move to the lastness,
    I am still the mess you owe love to.
    A labyrinth of troubles and kisses in showers.
    It's okay to let go, let me go in an abyss.
    There's no turning back,
    No more of our lost whispers.

    Our love wounded, dresses up as a lie
    In the eyes of unknownness.
    Donot worry, I won't run away.
    And every single lifetime,
    I'll meet you through gazes
    And lovelorn poems about mystical journeys.

    I love you.
    In all the infinities,
    I love you.
    With every once of the heart.


    ©avihra




    @mirakee @mirakeeworld @raika_ashraf @hushed_words @writersnetwork
    Image credit is always Pinterest.

    For those who love someone soon fading away into lights. Just lights.

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  • avihra 95w

    Here, we fight so many wars inside us through words and love.⚘

    #poetry #war #love
    @hushed_words @raika_ashraf @writersnetwork

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