bariya_hamid

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~inking chaos~ kashmiri ��|| student_of_literature�� sept 2017 (joined mirakee)

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  • bariya_hamid 5d

    Whisper my name
    Let me for once
    See those blushes
    With the lowered glances

    Whisper my name
    Let me for once
    Feel those throbs in the chest
    With the melody resonating

    Whisper my name
    And like zephyr
    Infuse spirit of life
    Into the dead body of mine

    Whisper my name
    And like those springs
    The words pouring out
    Form the lips of yours
    Channelizing through my veins
    Reincarnate my heart

    I could console myself to eternity
    With reminisce through the nights
    When distances would be intimate
    And you faraway

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  • bariya_hamid 3w

    In the feigned armour
    I stand with a hollow smile
    With the shrouded bruises
    Underneath a colorful array
    Painting it with the hues of crimson
    Bleeding implicitly
    The lips praise the hues
    And those eyes question
    My fainting smile
    Devoid of words my silence says

    Tell me how to master
    The art of draping everything
    To bandage every bleeding scar
    With a memory of joy
    To hide every tear
    With a hearty laughter
    To forget every torment
    Hearing the words of praise
    To caress every nightmare
    With a blissful dream
    And bury every disbelief
    With the heart of hopes

    Tell me how to live
    When the caged soul
    Has breathed its last
    And despair had carved
    A home within my heart
    In the feigned armour
    Stand I, a carcass

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  • bariya_hamid 5w

    We aren't heartless;
    Just changed with times;
    We cry with everything but tears,
    Mourning things with our smiles.
    We carry on disguised as strong
    With the scars and pieces
    Held within as a mosaic;
    Living in a body with a dying soul.

    We haven't forgotten things;
    Just ornamented them,
    Living with them silently
    Burying every sigh down,
    Swallowing every word of love
    As a poison to the self,
    Killing in peace slowly.

    We aren't stone hearts;
    Just shielding the naive cores
    Filled with virginal feelings,
    Against the red hands
    And the smirking faces,
    The giggling faces on the back
    Lending shoulders in light.

    We aren't what you judge;
    In the deepest of hearts
    We are the same but
    A better learnt and built.
    We change indeed!
    Isn't it what you forced us into?

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  • bariya_hamid 5w

    Underneath the shades of deodar;
    With the lullabies of birds
    And inciting eastern winds,
    With rains pouring
    Down to the crevices,
    Binding the lacerations
    And with its symphony.
    Filling the air with music
    Peace is all to be heard!

    The falling droplets
    Are the words of my love,
    That in silence converse
    With every touch melting
    On the skin of yours,
    Drenching you to the cores
    With the love of mine.
    The language of hearts
    Is finally conversed!

    Though distances are there,
    Yet these countless drops,
    Bind our faraway lands
    And connect our souls
    While the hearts long
    To embrace and be completed.
    O love! How many more
    Rains in longingness
    Are yet to be lived through?

    ©bariya_hamid



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  • bariya_hamid 6w

    Has not the time come
    For you step in the barrens
    And with a touch rejuvenate it?

    The hues of flowers are fading
    For they don't master feigning.
    They reflect the ongoings
    And with all truth narrating the pains.

    While we master the art of deception
    Shrouding the storms within,
    Stitching countless fragments,
    Painting the incurable bruises
    And ornamenting the bleeding wounds.

    How uncanny is this art!
    To drape the hollow self
    With the veils of life.
    The trails of endless tears
    With the forced smiles.
    And the voids of soul
    With fictitious hopes.

    ©bariya_hamid


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  • bariya_hamid 7w

    I have built the self to live in peace,
    telling myself scars build our strengths;
    unknown to self till storms arrive.

    The tears bind the fragments of being,
    that have fallen fighting the demons
    within us and within kins.

    Longingness makes you adapt times
    unimaginable to deal with by the self.

    And the voids reminding that,
    The heart still beats
    underneath the shrouds,
    Carrying the burials of words.
    And the soul still lives
    In the cemetery of the body.

    Telling myself to hold on
    unto the hopes non-existent
    And cherish the moments as they are
    As lessons and as memories
    For in time, it all passes
    to a faded memory .

    ©bariya_hamid
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    //How long are you going to be mourning what is gone? Filling the self of yours with despair and melancholy. Why can't we hold on to the good side? What good is in wasting the little of life in something that isn't worth? The things worth are still there in life. You deserve peace, happiness and its your responsibility to make your present worth remembering. //





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  • bariya_hamid 8w

    Warbling birds, dancing butterflies
    Singing again those lullabies
    Flowers bloom once again
    Partly Sun, partly the rain
    O spring have you come again?

    Brightened days, robust lives
    Cherishing again the merrier times
    The spirit of east wind returns
    Rejuvenating past, blossoming in turn
    O spring did the life return?

    Of chinars draping in greens again
    Of meadows turning lush again
    Intoxicating scent of nature
    Frolicking around in leisure
    The long halting time found its venture

    Begone be the lazy part of the year
    Amidst the long and harsh winter
    Filling the air now with laughter
    Against hues of floral lines
    dancing in ecstasy are the butterflies

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  • bariya_hamid 9w

    Unleash the skin ;
    embodying the beast
    In disguise of a man
    Crush the heart;
    that has turned to a stone
    And with every beat
    pulsates malevolence
    Lust and evil desire

    O fallen man
    How could you raise an eye
    Towards the blossoming soul
    And ink her with an eternal scar
    That will bleed in times
    Of joys and of sorrows
    Of raised eyes and hushed murmurs
    Imbibing her fragile mind
    To the worst of life and of man

    Didn't the tears of innocence
    Thaw the being of yours?
    Didn't the shrieks of piety
    Shackle the consciousness of yours?

    O fallen man!
    Of corpses and beastly desires
    Didn't it wrench the soul of yours?? '
    To devour the piety of virtues
    And the spirit of humanity.

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  • bariya_hamid 11w

    I stood in longingness
    Underneath the endless sky
    Turning yellow to blue
    And yellow to black
    Holding onto my roots
    In the lands distancing us
    Inch by inch from one another

    The rains came by
    with the songs of love
    Filling the veins with memories
    Galvanizing the distances
    With the droplets
    Pouring the essences within

    The winds came by
    Withering the blossoms of mine
    And happily i gave them all
    For how could i adorn
    The colours to ornament
    When the soul of mine
    Yearned to be embodied
    In the skin of yours

    And longingness remained o dear
    For death and for you.

    ©bariya_hamid

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  • bariya_hamid 12w

    The dark hand came past me
    but how do i hold on to thee,
    for the flaws of mine
    are yet to be corrected
    and redemption yet to be done.
    The mistakes of my life
    yet to be considered
    and faults yet to be acted upon.

    How shall i greet thee death?
    when i had been living
    with the desires of world,
    forgetting the existence of thine
    and that the deeds are to be revealed
    The acts to be answered;
    When you free my soul
    and collapse my being
    With a blow of yours.

    Liberty was mine to have,
    O Illusive world
    Had you not bewitched my being.

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