Mirakee
Down the depths of realities,
Were kept aside few grudges
That weighed her down more
than her efforts would let her fly...
Till one day,
When the demons were faced,
Released and thus tamed
To a joyous tranquility.
And thus,
Fears transformed into friends,
Grudges became gifts,
Tears connected her to life's flow...
And she feels alive,
Much more than ever before...
In sync with the melody
That her heart longs to sing.
©mokshaa18
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mokshaa18
1w
It felt like a war, battle after battle...!
When a savior turned into a challenger,
It was becoming hard to know..!
Love and gentleness were at the stake,
And self-loving lords came in to partake
One after another, with rare intentions to stay..!
Why so ? What designs did God had in mind ?
For a believer of light to be taken through
The over extended dark nights of the soul ?
What was she being prepared for ?
What elixir of resilience and life was bestowed?
On her as she tip-toed the dangerous territories !
With the treasure of selfless love,
With the willingness and courage
To be there, to give and also know...
With a tremendous rebellion within her too,
As she tasted joys which fired and fuelled her
So much so that she wouldn't want to go back...
With Every encounter and everytime she yielded,
She was blessed and equipped with the ways
Of being and loving herself more deeply... !
©mokshaa18 -
mokshaa18
1w
It felt then that you had lost a lot,
And were left out in utter confusion..!
Well,the distress had come in just to reveal
What awareness your blind love would steal..!
What was held beneath those layers
Which love wouldn't let you find out..!
And even when that would show up repeatedly,
Love wouldn't let you consider it enough and for long..!
Nevertheless, the losses that teased your sensibility
Get resolved and gains emerge from them surprisingly..!
©mokshaa18 -
mokshaa18
2w
He confessed that
he fought with himself
Not to have her...
She confessed that
she would not be able to resist him...
Both lost ! Both won !
©mokshaa18 -
mokshaa18
2w
There is a time of the strength
Of every energetic bonding...
And now it serves both of you well.
It's not beyond wonder,
That you know and understand
What either one desires and feels.
Words, they emerge, tease and ease,
When the need be...
In several other ways too, their energies connect...!
Imagination, dreams,thoughts and prayers,
The meaningful silences,wishful glances and gestures...
They pick up on the cues subconsciously delivered...
Strange are the ways in which their exchanges occur.
They want each other to experience,
know and also grow,
But the only feasible way is through the flow...
©mokshaa18 -
In His Name...
I fear people's unpredictability,
But I trust the Divine...
To protect my interests,
And the truth of the moments lived.
I trust God and keep faith
In his miraculous grace..
To protect the sanctity of this assurance
That has finally liberated me...
My fear is valid but the power
Of Grace is greater than any human frailty.
My journey is of acceptance and letting go,
I need not fight...
God makes a way,
God prepares the way...
And accomodates it all
In Harmony...
The turmoils are but ways
To teach us the necessary lessons.
At the end, Peace, purity and love prevails.
His power protects and upholds the trust .
Relax, and remember God's name.
©mokshaa18 -
mokshaa18
2w
We cannot choose and control...
When the other person would Want to be
With some other person of their choice...
Or what they would want to choose
Between Love and convenience...
But certainly we can choose,
What to give, how to be...
And in what ways to live
With honour, acceptance and dignity...
And To love fiercely with
Truth, freedom and integrity...
©mokshaa18 -
mokshaa18
2w
The confusion is fading...
And love is setting in renewed.
The pain and anger melts
And turn into respect and gratitude.
The dawn of peace and acceptance
Gave them both that emotional freedom..
With an aware surrender sans expectation came,
The deeply needed recognition of their bond.
Trust restored, honour assured and thus
Righteousness harmonised with their soul's growth.
The miracle of faith thus transforms,
Lovingly heals and respectfully resolves...
Strength, Success and blessings
For their journey...
Layers of individual resistance got clarity
With the gentle power of their vulnerability...
©mokshaa18 -
mokshaa18
2w
Halt ! She has over grown those
Self defeating and restricting patterns...
The mist of resistance need not be...
Love and light to her whole authentic being !
She is strong and now able to face
The blinding power of her magnetism...
Without feeling any disgrace,
She is willing to handle her dynamism...
©mokshaa18 -
mokshaa18
2w
Something within her was trying to say,
Love genuinely, care fiercely,
Accept innocently as you would.
Serve willingly, support diligently,
Communicate openly as you should.
Treat regally, respect deeply,
Stay loyal and devoted as you would.
Be as gentle and have the purest intentions
And even more of what love could be !
And You may not ask, even if you want,
You may also express and be then denied,
Or you may be given only shreds...
Accept graciously and let it be...
But do not for a moment cheat on yourself,
By discounting on the belief of what you duly deserve !
Stay firm and rooted in faith of the ultimate Provider.
©mokshaa18
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Standing next to the night,
Feeling closer to someone,
Who lives beneath my flesh,
Waiting to hear the steps of retreat,
Of my own capricious breath.
A few words lighter,
A couple of sighs later
I am finally able to sit with myself,
Without a frantically stirring river,
Fluxing melancholy inside me.
The faraway hum, heralds the storm,
Veiled under a coward's tiptoes,
Never clacking enough on wood,
And the suffocation of a lifetime's hair,
That refuted a wind's joyride.
I bare myself, to this dark,
Before I'll paint my fears,
In the preached colours of morn,
To leave my grey bed,
With strength in iron feet.
Tomorrow, the city lights will blink,
Twice before I whiff the day away,
Tomorrow the city lights,
Will remind me, of a night,
I spent in the vicinity,
Of a person, I rarely jut out as,
Between the gaps of who I am,
And who I should be. -
बिंदी तेरी दमकेगी,
मेरे स्पर्श का अभिसार लिए,
कंगन खनकेगा,
मेरी आवाज़ का रणकार लिए,
पायल पैरों में बाजेगी,
तुझे रिझाने का मनुहार लिए,
बिछिया सोहेगी,
मेरी छुअन की झनकार लिए,
झुमके झूलेंगे,
मेरी चाहत का इज़हार लिए,
चाहे वीरगति भी पा लूँ,
साथ तेरे रहूँगा,
तू बस साहस से जीती रहना,
मेरे नाम का..
श्रृँगार किए, श्रृँगार किए!!
Jignaa
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pratibhajadhav
10w
मैं इश्क, तेरी रुह के अच्छे- बुरे;
हर नजारे से करती हूँ!
मैं तुझे चाँद तो नहीं कहती;
पर तेरी तारीफ हर सितारे से करती हूँ
©pratibhajadhav -
neha_sultanpuri
12w
यूँ तो हर शाम जलती है तेरी यादों से मेरी शमाएँ
ग़र तू होता तो तेरी रौनक की जगमगाहट होती
©neha_sultanpuri -
freedomwriteswm
16w
You've confined yourself
To look on the ground
For too long
So lift your head
There awaits for your glance
Is a horizon
©freedomwriteswm -
Tears are the nectar of our crushed emotions
©romanamir -
Tears are the stories, not all people can read!!!
©mizzle -
Tears cleanse my heart clogged
With excruciating pain...
©shynishyns -
rusha_c
17w
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pranat03
17w
poets are like
stars, they
struggle,
they collapse,
but they continue
to shine even long
after they die.
©pranat03
