and I thought dropping
weed in the sea would
bring 'high' tides.-
In a world of
Mountains are calling,
He was her road to the sea.
The happiness and joy
That sets her soul free.-
•of music and emotions•
I took out my airpods
and played qawwalis
at full volume and
went into a deep sea dive
in the long tunes of the artist
and just flowed with the
mesmerizing life inside.
(Caption)-
What is poetry,
if not the sand beneath the sea?
When dawn comes,
what sets us free.-
The sea, for I can see a strong woman
She is calm... Usually
Deep... always
Violent... if she is shaken
It can cleanse you
Save you
And Drown you
-
Isn't it true that
the sea doesn't have
a colour of her own...
every shade you see
is merely an image of the sky.
What a way to woo her beau.
But ever noticed the soil
beneath her?
Having a colour of his own,
weighing her throughout,
letting her be,
a home to her life,
so much in love with her,
yet never an attempt to woo her...
A silent love, an unsung lover.
There are spaces in their
togetherness,
much like how love should be..
giving all his heart to it,
yet not to her keeping.
What do I call this nobility?
A soil-ent love?-
Dive deep under the sea
To feel the silence..
Presence in absence
indeed.
Breathe under
suffocation of untold stories;
Feel the fire of 1000 words
In the silence of waves there!-
...you were
the storm in the sea.
and I,
moon's heartbreaking plea...-
दुनिया को झुकाने का हुनर मुझको भी आता है
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