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  • ipsita_sarkar 35w

    Is it the sun or the moon?

    One fine day as I was walking
    Through the same lanes,
    I saw the sun.
    Bright enough, following me everywhere.
    Burning everywhere I went.
    It was fine at first as humans we crave warmth.
    But then as minutes passed and they became hours
    It started troubling me.
    I didn’t like the way it followed me.
    I stopped enjoying its presence
    The continuous warmth that I was getting.
    But then I realized
    That the moon follows me too.
    Everywhere that I go.
    But what made me question was,
    Why do I still love the moon?
    Why do the moon and its presence never irritate me?
    Why after everything, I still crave for its one look,
    When I don’t do the same for the sun.
    Maybe it's because of every single day
    The moon keeps leaving me
    A bit by bit
    And one day it goes away completely.
    But then again it comes back
    Slowly and steadily.
    Maybe this is the reason
    I love the moon and not the sun.
    Maybe it's the thing that we realize
    How connected we are
    To few things
    Only when they are not there.
    So maybe we just love our little fear.
    And this fear keeps our love constant.


    ©ipsita_sarkar #love #nature
    @writersnetwork
    @mirakee

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    IS IT THE SUN OR THE MOON?

    ©ipsita_sarkar

  • ipsita_sarkar 51w

    Let's walk back on the roads
    We used to stroll all night.
    Let's go back to those staircase
    We used to sit alright.
    In the darkness,
    Last time, let's find the light.
    Let's talk again
    Without bringing the fight.
    In this whole big crowd,
    Baby it's you who always remain in my sight
    Let's walk back on those roads
    Holding our hands tight.

    -- I. S.

    #pod #writersnetwork @writersnetwork @mirakee

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    In the darkness,
    Last time, let's find the light.


    ©ipsita_sarkar

  • ipsita_sarkar 52w

    You have left.
    Left this life.
    You are not there anymore
    Walking with me on these lanes.
    Holding my waist tightly as if you are scared to leave me.
    You are not there anymore
    Sitting with me,
    Telling me about how your day went.
    You are not there anymore
    In the phonecalls and those text messages
    In those tight hugs and soft kisses.
    But all what hasn't left is
    Love, I guess

    I see you though everyday.
    You walking down with your friends.
    While I sit there on my phone,
    Trying to ignore the world.
    Or maybe especially you.
    Cause you know what
    Love does hurts.
    So these days I'm just trying
    To unlove you.

    -- I. S.

    @writersnetwork @mirakee #pod #unlove
    @sharma_pravin @daydreamerwrites

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    Cause you know what
    Love does hurts.
    So these days I'm just trying
    To unlove you.

    ©ipsita_sarkar

  • ipsita_sarkar 56w

    At the end of the day
    When I see your face,
    Everything that bothers me disappears..
    Somewhere into the thin air.

    I still can't believe I lost you,
    Cause I never thought that this could happen.
    And it hurts but instead of telling you,
    I feel it's better to conceal the truth.

    So for now let's stay a little away,
    Even if I know,
    It will hurt just a lot too much...
    But when we'll be ready,
    I promise, it'll be our distance
    That will disappear in the thin air

    -- I. S.

    @writersnetwork
    @readwriteunite
    #mirakee #pod #writersnetwork

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    So for now it's better if we stay a little away,
    Even if I know,
    It will hurt just a lot too much..

    ©ipsita_sarkar

  • ipsita_sarkar 60w

    So if you find yourself
    Tangled in those highs and lows,
    Or you stand there alone,
    Amidst the blurred and absurd feelings,

    Just remember I'll be there in the
    Silence of the cold breeze,
    Or in the feather like fingertips.
    I'll be there in the
    Answers that'll make you freeze,
    Or I'll be there
    As the smile on your lips..

    ©ipsita_sarkar

  • ipsita_sarkar 68w

    A question that I often
    Find myself asking is,
    What will happen to love..
    If we had to end.
    When You'll be you and I'll be me.
    Will love still be there?
    At the same place
    When we'll move on at opposite paths.
    Or will love get stuck at the time zone
    When it will be the last time
    That you'll say my name..
    And it scares me cause
    Someday in the future
    we'll see each other for the last time..
    Will love still be there
    In that last glance?
    Or will it end when we'll do.
    When you'll be you
    And I'll be me....

    ~ I. S.

    @writersnetwork @mirakee

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    What will happen to love ?

    When you'll be you
    And I'll be me.

    ©ipsita_sarkar

  • ipsita_sarkar 71w

    The thing is that
    You cannot stop the air
    It will keep on traveling.
    From somewhere way too far,
    Touching a million people
    From those who shut their doors,
    To those who forget to feel it,
    And a few who let it caress them.

    Sometimes you just gotta leave things
    Just as they are.
    Leaving that tangled threads as it is.
    Don't try to hold the sky,
    The Sun, the moon, hard part of nights.
    Let the seconds go and become minutes.
    And sometimes
    Let that breeze flow, just the way it is.
    Carelessly...

    ©ipsita_sarkar

  • ipsita_sarkar 73w

    Do you think we can meet
    One more time, And then I'll go.
    And in that time,
    Maybe you could tell me the stories
    You always wanted me to listen.
    Maybe I could just read you out my poems
    You always thought are way too long.
    Do you think we can meet
    One more time to
    Find out why ' Us' had to end,
    When you and I just continued.
    If not then,
    I'll just rest my head on you shoulder
    And we'll find our closure.

    But can we meet one more time,
    Cause somewhere between
    Then and now, here and there
    We didn't grew apart,
    We just grew up,
    So I gotta see you one more time
    And then I'll go.


    ©ipsita_sarkar

  • ipsita_sarkar 76w

    We stood there all alone,
    When the sky was the darkest.
    And In the silence,
    All we could hear is the
    Rustling of the branches and leaves.

    Where do we go from here?
    Now that you are with me,
    Yet not mine.
    Now that the we've been here
    A little longer than forever.
    And that there are words which
    We'll never tell each other.

    So where do we go from here?
    Now that we know,
    We'll never encounter any
    Silence and silhouette
    This beautiful.



    ©ipsita_sarkar

  • ipsita_sarkar 76w

    So all I know is
    If melancholy knocks at my door
    I won't let it in even
    if it's raining outside..
    ©ipsita_sarkar