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    Having spent a part of my life in
    parting and wiping tears,
    I too had a dream, to decorate
    my lips with a fancy smile.

    Wishing to witness the very essence
    of life, I too had a dream,
    to see how forever feels like,
    and how beauty of eternity looks like.

    Dying in the cage of souvenirs,
    I too had a dream, to hear,
    the soothing sound of broken
    hearts healing.

    Tired of being caught in my dark
    world, I too had a dream, to
    illuminate my dark and witness the
    brightest stars in my sky.

    Hoping to witness moon lightening
    my barren balcony and make the
    best of life, I too had a dream,
    to witness a messiah, coming
    to cure my bruises.

    And, then, YOU came....
    And, when YOU came......


    Going crazy like a kid, I uttered
    jolly cries, thinking all my dreams
    would come true, for
    I had found you.

    But, then.....
    And, then.......

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    *YOU OPENED MY EYES* .
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    -T | ©poetic_blues_ #love #life #poetry #thoughts

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  • poetic_blues_ 16w

    Pardon, people.
    The poet ain't poetic anymore. ��

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  • poetic_blues_ 25w

    And.... If someday,
    you ask me to speak up truth.
    I'll let my Shikara speak,
    of the tales of destruction.
    And, the still water of Dal talk,
    of the depth of suffering, lying
    within this drowned existence
    of mine.

    And..... If someday,
    the sky clears up,
    defeating the dark, and the wind
    echoes in my ears, overcoming the
    cries of silence,

    I shall sing songs.
    ~of love.
    ~of peace.
    Δof my pieces, witnessing peaceΔ


    //I am Kashmir,
    How far is Happiness?

    -Tamanna | ©2019

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    Shikara = This boat.
    Dal = The lake

  • poetic_blues_ 28w

    Dal = Dal Lake

    PS :
    Kashmir and Winter are inseparable,
    And, so are we!

    -T | ©poetic_blues_

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  • poetic_blues_ 34w

    Reposting one of my deleted writeups.

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  • poetic_blues_ 35w

    Someday, in the
    middle of night; when the
    cuckoo fails to bring me to
    sleep, call me up and say my
    name.
    Say my name as if your lips
    and tongue create a euphony,
    reverberating zephyrs
    all around to create melodies of love.

    Someday, when the
    past overburdens my heart,
    come like a healing in the midst
    of sorrow, with a wand of eternal
    cure to mend these bruises,
    weakening me within.

    Someday, when I fail to recognise
    myself, hold my hand and take me
    back to the lanes of memories,
    to tell me who I am and to where
    I belong to.

    Someday, when I am numb and dead,
    and have forgotten the essence of love,
    come near me, and
    let me feel the essence of love,
    for one last time. •

    -T | ©poetic_blues_

    PS : Haven't been able to write anything since long..
    Hope mirakee family is doing great

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