On that Rainy Day

It was the first shower of that year , when she immersed herself in the echo of the rainy torrent;
She who was clothed in all white was enchanted by the cool breeze and an empty street
When her hands without her consent
Started to dance ..wanting to touch every single drop of rain
And her lips instantly curved to make her smile brightest
And those eyes contained a spark which she had never before
She did discover the most beautiful connection with her environment after a long time.
It was the first time In a long time when she felt reconnected with her surroundings
Made her realize that she didn't need someone to make her feel happy
She just needed to look at the beauty around her and also in her
To make herself and others jolly
This was the lesson she learnt on that rainy day
Which will now forever be reminded to her on every Rainy Day

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Always , finding you
Though I may not be walking side by side with you,
Remember that I will be like the breeze beside you;
Don't be sad that we cannot walk miles together , brushing each other's hands and talk about alot of things;
I will be like the chirping of the birds chattering beside you;
Though I may not be like sunlight guiding you,ll
I will be the sweet moonlight protecting you from behind;
Don't be sorrowful my beloved, though I may not reach you now but my love for you will always find you

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Words of a Silent speaker

I talk the talk, with all my might
That this time, I'll speak
To sound my likes and dislikes ,
My interests and my taste in choosing dresses:
I speak out loud enough that other person can understand that I'm thinking;
But when I try to warm up my vocals,
My heart hushes me down
With " they might get hurt" ,
"It's okay, next time you can buy whatever you want"
I let them tell me, I'm not girly enough
When actually I want to doll up
And want to hide my face cause I have never shown them my real interest:
That I like pretty dresses , not just kurta leggings , but one piece , mini skirts and also lehengas;
But all I do by gaining a great level of confidence
Is to pen this poem and nothing much,
That when I need to raise up my voice , All I do is to give strain to my fingers ;
Nothing much but to save this poem somewhere in a page where other introverts would relate to these words of a Silent speaker

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The unknown Yearn
..it's an unknown weird feeling ,
Happening in the depths of my heart
It's more than missing you ..but not much that I cannot survive without meeting you
It's something these words can't express the craving of you even when I don't even know you
Something like dejavú ..like I've known you for ages..but in reality we are strangers
Looks like this ache which I have for you has no end , taking off sleep and watering my eyes at the thought of you :
How do I even explain this ambiguous feeling;
It's just an unknown feeling that I have for you that I want to keep it to myself

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A Love story called 'us'
When our eyes meet each other and gets locked in each other's gaze;
The Birds sing like a choir to declare our fate
As the weather gives the best of its wishes by the subtle gentle breeze,
And trees swinging along dancing as if it were a wedding,
The flowers giving out the fragrance carrying forward the message of our love
The Brooke nearby singing us a congratulatory song , as this day marks the most beautiful moments of all time
When you become mine and I become yours
And thus forth it is no longer I or Thine but from now onward it will be " US" for a life time

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Disguised Beauty

It's like I want to be lost in your eyes
Looking at you ..I see the most beautiful sunrise;
Just staring at you from afar is dazzling to my eyes:
Sometimes, I feel like it's my heart that has plotted something so nice
Which my brain and reality despise
That you and I are two repelling devices
As this sweet dream comes to an end..
These words meant for you are lost in a dead end




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Ek Shabdh naam hai Zindagi

Ek shabdh naam hai zindagi
Jis ki arth hote hai Kahi
Kin ko kaam aur kin ko pyar
Kayi ko varthaman Kayi ko bhavishya
Aur kuch ko tho bas beeth jaane vali
Bina koyi mayine.. na koyi Kiran aasha ki
Ye mere Dost.. zindagi ek pal mein sab kuch
Aur sab kuch mein ek pal
Ittefak , kaynaath sab kuch iske kuch paryayi hai
Bahut kuch apne aap mein sameta
Ye ek shabdh .. naam hai zindagi.

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The days of her winter

Welcoming the end of year brings out the beauty of the winter
Wrapped up with cold and warmth just like a soupy appetizer
Having some extra amount of caffeine and sugar
There comes some bitter sweet moments of this year from her memories
Embracing each of her moments both the achievements and embarrassments
She then sighs and bids her farewell to this year
Preparing herself to be stronger for the next year

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Born to Bloom

Bloom ... Bloom ..little one you need to Groom;
Groom.. Groom.. yourself not for others but for yourself;
Gather all your faults and mistakes
Let them flow along the bay:
Free your soul's deep darkest secrets
Come out, enlighten yourself;
Little Princess you're not just gonna be a Woman but more than a roaring Lion
Hush, My little Girl YOU ARE BORN TO BLOOM

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Just another night for her maybe
Dealing with patients and case histories going
Struck me with the level of patience she was bearing
And the gentleness in her words calming the alarmed patient made me yet so overwhelming
That's what a Doctor is supposed to be and I really found her so

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