SOLITUDE A TALK TO YOU
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The story of inked future is the most bereft smiles that were shaping to birth in an ocean of life from the death of angel pearls shaping the kindness to survive.
©ciao__
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bhawna__ 12w
S O L I T U D E
A S i l v e r L i n i n g of v i b e s
//And those memories having your smile because of me and you called that silver lining when you were in pain. Yes, I remember the vibes of you.//
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//Because the introverts aren't normal,
But it doesn't mean they are abnormal.
Because I can talk to myself,
And I know my hesitation will always be less than the love you gave.
I'll always be talking to you,
No matter which place you draw to have.//
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Have you visited the place "solitude",
No, it is not the place where we are lonely but we find many of the answers we are struggling without any question and the beautiful sky we stare at just because as simple as our brain can find the way with the most undisturbing and sober patterns to dwell upon the shining rhymes and to make pearl poetry with the colours of magnifying.
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// So heavenly that dream was,
I promised you I'll see you and me someday,
someday in the streets of the valley,
Are you still waiting for me?
Hence we discussed the plans,
and you left without telling me.
But you told me about the story of garland,
and I was numb when you painted your graph,
and till the end, you were asking me that I know,
I know I would come there to ask you for a walk,
And you came in my fearless dreams.
The dreams of unsaid words,
You knew that I am an insomniac,
and I tried to hide this with humorous poetry,
But you knew that I was dreaming with open eyes,
When I was having the war inside my head to complete every poetry again that you and me,
I'll again tell you about my fears without fear of being a stranger,
To ask the questions from this deadly introvert for a while,
I don't know if I shaped the new lines to express myself to walk for other miles,
But I'm trying to scribble more extroversion,
You know I'll not suffocate to this unspoken life,
I'll talk to you having my introversion side for another life,
I'll be waiting for another universe to form another world without having the gestures of formal shines,
Maybe, then I can be more bright to my dearest friend,
I'm writing this letter If he can read with the brightest smiles,
I'll ask you the story of tears,
When You ask me to smile,
I'll ask you the wishes to smile,
When You cry having my shoulders,
Just because you called me a motherly vibes.
I'll again ask you the stories of your darkest humour,
but this time I won't get hesitate.
Yes, I didn't hesitate when I dreamed and drowned myself in those little long talks.
Those little long talks who knew the time very well,
who knows when will be the mythological stories of heaven and births will get true.
This time I tried to talk with more fearless fears,
This time my sleepless and trembling nights was having the ecstasy to find some miraculous powers to paint the portraits one more time with more patience and with a beautiful smile,
But this time I was talking to the pain too,
I was talking silently,
Then I thought we should talk pain with grace,
We should talk the death without any bad phase,
We should talk one more time.
But I know we did hesitate for being a happy fight.
The happiness pretended to overcome the sadness and we didn't talk about the pain without any prejudice.
Peacefully talk to the colours,
I'll talk to black and white with more peace then.
And the greys are always beautiful,
I will never forget that.
Empty spaces are having all the stories,
I will silently stare at.
My feverish brain is cold right now,
I will even cherish that.
I'll always paint the poetries and draw the portraits
for I met an angel for a few days.
I know you just came and left some of your signatures to live with more beautiful rays,
I'll cherish the sun, moon, stars, and pain.
Then I'll talk to you with the jewel of a smile,
And I know you'll read every hidden rhymeless stammering,
Then I'll also tell you all the unsaid secrets for a while.
Listening to the impatience with patience,
and silently watching your pictures,
I will find some more textures of your eyes.
I'll come out of the human mind and will create poetry of life with a broader smile.
But I'll always cherish my tears as well,
As I'll write to you and will find the music for the journey of miles,
As they make me more beautiful to write,
As they are the adorable pearls to my shining laughs.//
©bhawna__
~ciao
October 23, 2020.
Friday
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