Komal Sharma Gupta   (tejaswini aura)
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Joined 21 September 2017


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Joined 21 September 2017
20 HOURS AGO

Be thy own,
for one is often forlorn,
the world sniggers by, I skip eyes and amble by,
I ramble, rage, feel displaced,
yet keep on going my own way,
for life says stay,
while I long to drift away.
When words be not enough, the days shimble nigh,
tell me why?

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27 APR AT 8:56

words to play around with,
letters to place on lines,
stories to talk to,
lands to traverse with them in tow,
myself to contend with incessantly,
a world bent on misunderstanding,
and me having fun with that.

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22 APR AT 15:26

Words fly on faith inked, shrink when time blinks
Shut eye of years, one disappears
lines tangle, trip on lies, wile
dumbed letters scratch heads
a world gossips loud
paper rustles
I shiver
quill breaks
numb.


The Nonet

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21 APR AT 18:19

Musty letters stretch away
shirk lines, let go of word pain
curl, morph into clovers green
fated freedom, dream.

Poetic form : Dodoitsu

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20 APR AT 23:24

Where do the birds fly
when the branches fall like dark dust,
mute, the sky forgets their song?

They drift toward loss
searching homes in silent fields
roots weep where they once belonged.

The Katauta

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19 APR AT 23:31

She walks in the old stone fortress                                        
with dark clouds, she hums a tune                                     
her silence echoes, gates stalked                                   
walled, stalled, loved by silver rune.


Seadna - poeticform

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18 APR AT 18:09

Soft heart glows
quiet grace
slow, time unfolds

Eyes that see
far beyond
what is told

Not afraid
to begin
again, whole


Tricube.

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18 APR AT 18:05

Paths curve, fork
rose thorns, life twists
a ruse, muse
minds be awake
Shakti rise,
ambition waits,
in your hands, destiny shapes.

Whitney ( poetic form)

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18 APR AT 18:02

Words on a line
sneak past doubt, walls iron, fiddle
words on a line
stitch worn out seams for hearts ableed
sun up crying skies, no diddle
whisper courage, you meet middle.
words on a line

A rhondelet

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15 APR AT 22:51

Windswept
Tugs her soft coat
March hums songs to herself
Wild hair, a petite daffodil
She a, dandelion sky
Laughs, then storms off
Go find.

A eintou

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