" MUNDANE "

She used to think giving flowers was mundane,
Lodging grandeur over simplicity, just to sustain...
Is now standing where the earth meets the
endless blue
Showering his grave with petals, in hues of every hue.....

Each petal a word she left unsaid,
Their missed embrace,
A testament to love's quiet grace.....
In life, she overlooked the beauty in the small,
Now, in absence, she is finally giving in her all.....

For what was once mundane, now holds the essence of regret,
A realization that love's not about the transaction one can get.....
The flowers, once trivial in her everyday bloom,
Became symbol of love that couldn't find its voice too soon.....

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" RELICS "

Sanity has always been a figment of my fancy
Ignorance was bliss until I tracked my own tangle ments
I opened the door of life with Keys of monsoon
Only to find a hungry world clinging to sunlight
For every crumb of warmth ....

Fed on morsels of my chimeric settlements...
(Wandering ......)
Do I need to belong or can I just live in instalments ....
Fragile sentiments are lethal, defect in our sense...
For this generation is Infected with ambivalence ....

Mind wins, when the heart becomes abstract
Diffidence habitually covering up the motivation
Letting the pipe dreams down came with difficulties .....
But atleast I won't wake up chafed and weary to insecurities .....

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" KNITTER "

Clamorous chaos in the corridors of my mind
Habituated in waking me up to their words
Sound sleep satirizing the spurious concern
Fairness was never upheld & faith remained delusion

My hands winded up and weasand throttled
Making me fall down in a glass vessel
Like golden grains of sand that dribbles towards gravity
Still unable to conclude if people are evil
Or it's just me who lost my sanity

Tired of weaving my own existence with varied strand of moments....
Shivering hands, howling eyes are just laughter's to some
Fruits of their immoral statements....
Yet every wound didn't bleed red, they just left tyrannies
And the aftermath of thunders were bound to be blemished memories

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" INERT "

Shadows forged by the cycle of fleeting times
The ground for the loss aversion were the cold declines
We are afraid to fade away like some reason that are lost .....
A nameless echo, a silent cost ......

Lesson learned through tears and strife
Whispering to us " embrace the gift of life "
For in the end, it's only the attention that we craved....
But not the moments we shared or emotion that we saved....

We witness time dissolving in pattering sound of the rain
Yet grant a second chase everytime but end up in pain
Still efforts made were paid as homage in exchange of comfort.....
Surfeit of words and zillions of actions still the worth is inert.....

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" MASKED "

Upturning the realities of life, she concluded
Everything is ephemeral, even the most vivid memory.......
The void which are left behind
Creates a chasm so wide with a whisp of treachery .....

Her lost roars embracing the numbness
Poignancy wrapped in mask of periwinkles.....
A series of sensibilities nestled in her words
Some pricked to the core while some promised fondness.....

She buried her tiny wishes of tinsels
Inside the funeral pyre of fractional fear.....
Some silhouettes of dream, she yearned to hold
And some foggy shadows - smiles and disappear.....

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" The curtailed Daphne "

The stains of sand after that war made the land arid
Even the fragrance left the petals of Daphne's
The flower was not the same anymore and asked....
" What if the sky weeps ice crystals after every betrayal!? "
" Maybe we would be landing on a clump of hailstone "
Replied the sunlight enfebbling it even more...
Freezing....detached.....deadpaned

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" PLUCKED "

Water drops were sparkling through my fingers
As I was searching for a answer without question.......
I Iost a flower of freesia that I planted myself
Instead plucked a Black dahlia on my way back home........

Babbling of my thoughts was more tiring
Memories rushed, maybe my eyes were closed........
I was still holding into that dalhia as if it's mine
At that instance it was the best companion ......

Realising that there no power without being weak
And mayhap I am a trap of words and expressions......
Thinking I could find a misty dream amid of storm and chaos
Ahh no!!! Everything is a myth I know
Everything is a myth perhaps.......

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" FELO DE SE "

In a single glance they realised
There was trace of their entanglement.....
Faint to be called as signal yet epidemic
Took facades from each other in rent.....

Just like the way mayfly gazes upon the sky
Swearing to acquire the gleam of endearment.......
They built a castle of snapdragon fragrance yet dry
And drowned within the waves of hopes and fate.....

Spilled to the horizon of oblivion
Flowers bloom among the dust and layer.....
Too late to realise the metaphor of life
Their yearning vanished into droplets of nightmare......

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" SANE "

Atrocious weather moulded her
As a genius vagabond
Vainly escaping beyond prophecies.......
Voices of desire decay in the mind slowly
In the lap of patience
Interjected thoughts of critic's
Echoing louder in her mental odysseys......

The next moment is yet to unfold
Glass embracing a snowdrop, how brittle!!!
Balanced each sip and bite, no debts owed
Dandelions occulted by roses, a Sigel !!!

The tear well in the eye has dried lately
Locking her in the crypts of uncertainties.....
Co- existing with her is merely a fact
Tangerine clouds are just passing fancies.....
Flames of inclination are not amaranthine
Affection is a ephemeral blossom where delusion lies.....

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" ONUS "

Time always takes the blame
Of shrugging people out....
It costs a lifetime of misery and agony
To defy one whisper of doubt .....

Sometimes realisation hails so softly
And kills ever so tacitly.....
That no one can see,
Somewhere inside we are dying so peacefully.....

Tears that glows in the twilight
Their shadows rhyming with each other....
A lifetime of illusion
Wrapped within a single soul.....
Plucked flower rested in her palm
Just like a promise he made to console........

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