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  • ayushi246 1w

    In the fight of emotional intimacy and physical intimacy ,love is for sure the looser
    ©ayushi246

  • ayushi246 2w

    Elegantly devastated

    And the symphony shattered under the mercy of melancholy,
    Plethora of broken dreams, played the showstopper.
    Thrust of dejection was enough to pull off the idea of contentment,
    Even the presence of void mocked over the fake notion of caring mob around.
    That tiny lubricating creature coming out of eyes,
    Wished for sweet shower of elation instead of torment.
    When the reality slapped that enchanted imagination,
    The concept of mirage was all clear.
    Ticking clock explained the "Theory of change" By illustrating the transition from dawn to dusk.
    Now the tired soul no longer wished for Euphoria
    It has found its peace in darkness.
    ©ayushi246

  • ayushi246 2w

    Doomed yet alive

    So we broke down again,
    As we landed in the corridors of memory castle .
    We look helplessly, to those serene shadows
    Of our long forgone love, which used to cast a beautiful grin on our face.
    Aren’t we looking flawlessly downcast, With that coerced consent of being separated.
    Isn’t it the doldrums of our era?

    This fondness was our landscape of escape. These memory lanes are witness of our love cycle;
    From those highest peak of contentment to Those deepest ocean of dejection,
    Our timid soul was slathered with foam of both ups and downs.

    We both were enchanted with each other’s flaws,
    Yet we failed in demystifying our weakest links.
    It's hard to sink in, the failure of our dysfunctional love which,
    Synced our souls with the magical pain, which we'll crave for the rest of our meaningless lives.
    We may unlock each other from the shackles of affection;
    But will have a hard time in getting a serene shelter in the arms of rest of the world.

    We'll flaunt our melancholy while, masquerading as the happiest soul,
    We may be the past for the world,
    but our own worlds will flourish with the hope of merger of past with the future.

    In those weary eyes where tears of helplessness will dwell;
    A little desire of an affectionate alliance will also bloom.
    Ours is a monochromatic love painted with the ink of severance,
    But in some parallel world poly chrome might be waiting for us.
    "We may not end up together" may be this is just an illusion,
    Who's to say what destiny might be interested in,
    perhaps our separation is just a Hallucination
    So let's take a leave from each other's memory castle with the promise of homecoming.
    ©ayushi246

  • ayushi246 7w

    Got my work published with Split poetry India ,it's such an honor to be the part of this great anthology "You & Me". Special mention to one and only my selfie partner Amrisha. It's because of u I started writing on first place and also a special thanks to Mirakee for providing me the platform where I brushed up my literary skills and developed writing as a hobby. When I started I could hardly write a quote ,today my full length poems are getting published in several anthologies and all that happen because of Mirakee ,I learned a lot from fellow writers ,it's such a great place to express ourselves ,truly happy to have discovered Mirakee 3 yrs back ,never have I ever in my dream have thought of writing but it happened and Mirakee u were my constant in my journey , extremely grateful to this platform .Will share the work soon with the launch of the book .It's ecstatic to be a co-author .
    @writersnetwork @mirakee @mirakeeworld

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  • ayushi246 8w

    "Perhaps the Feminism is too melodramatic for the old age vamp ,the patriarchy"
    Gender equality sighed
    ©ayushi246

  • ayushi246 9w

    "Look at those miserably shattered souls craving for that sweet recipe of devastation "
    A broken yet indestructible heart sighed
    ©ayushi246

  • ayushi246 10w

    You know something's wrong with you ,
    when ur rational heart and emotional brain competes to fuck ur soul.
    ©ayushi246

  • ayushi246 11w

    ❤️Ulfat ❤️

    Teri khamoshi mein bhi mere ishq ki guftgoo hai
    Mere ashko mein bhi tere hontho ki hasi hai
    Yun to begairat si is mohabbat ke afsane kai hai ,
    Lekin teri Inayato mein meri tanhaai sbse behtareen hai .
    ©ayushi246

  • ayushi246 13w

    It's hard to sink in, the failure of our dysfunctional love which synced our souls with the magical pain, which we'll crave for the rest of our meaningless lives .We may unlock each other from the shackles of affection but will have a hard time in getting a serene shelter in the arms of rest of the world .
    We'll flaunt our melancholy while, masquerading as the happiest soul .
    We may be the past for the world, but our own worlds will flourish with the hope of merger of past with the future .
    In those weary eyes ,where tears of helplessness will dwell ,a little desire of an affectionate alliance ,will bloom .
    Ours is a monochromatic love painted with the ink of severance ,but in some parallel world polychrome might be waiting for us .
    "We may not end up together" , may be this is just an illusion , who's to say what destiny might be interested in , perhaps our separation is just a hallucination .
    So let's take a leave from each other's memory castle with the promise of homecoming.

    ©ayushi246

  • ayushi246 13w

    Ours is a monochromatic love ,painted with the ink of helplessness.

    ©ayushi246