A silent prayer 🛐

Closing their eyes.
Leaning over the bed…
They prayed.
Prayed for every day.
For the pinch of happiness, they were bestowed.
For the morsel of food they received.
For the shelter they had.
For everything they had.
And wished it stayed forever.
Even if the same.
But they wished, they had these…
They thanked them again.
Even on the days, they never had anything.
They shut their eyes.
Wishing the pain of nothingness subsides.
And prayed for immense strength.
The strength to endure.
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Soulrecitals
#sreepriyawrites #silentprayers

What I miss

I do not know, what I miss the most.
Is it the hug.
Your fingers.
Your smell.
Your taste.
Or just everything with you.
Is it the breathlessness.,
Or the suffocation without you.
I am unable to distinguish, what life is leading me to…
All I know is that,
I just want to around you.
Be hugged and my face cupped in your palms…
That’s where I belong…
Let the time freezer then.
As I could live in there, as long as you are with me…
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Soulrecitals
#sreepriyawrites #lovepoems #himandher

It’s ok, not to be ok

Sometimes we fall.
Sometimes we fail.
But we don’t realize..that it’s perfectly ok to fall or fail…
Depression is slowly creeping into our lives..eating our patience away.
Slowly and steadily we are depreciating our strength to live with a focus.
Things are changing.

New things get a life.
Some things are gone.
Nothing is the same
People who were accustomed to luxury are no more benefitting from it.
People who had thousands around them to applause are being deprived of it.
Now the normal is the abnormal we feared…
It’s ok..but not ok to many…
We are forgetting we are preserving mankind, with our efforts.
Stay calm..we are approaching the good..or the OK world.

Now you may not be ok….but it’s .perfectly ok to be not ok…
Cry, share your worry, talk to people ..connect…use what’s powerful in us. STAY STRONG!!爛爛爛爛
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Soulrecitals
#sreepriyawrites #staystrong #fightdepression #consciousness

My train journey

These paths were never empty.
Every day it was filled with chatters and languages.
Some going to somewhere.
Some going anywhere.
And
Some drop off amidst of nowhere.
It was the usual general compartment journey.
When it began, there were people enough to fit on the seats…from upper to lower berth.
As the journey went on.
More and. More people boarded …
I sat amidst the crushing arms.
People staring here and there.
Wherever i looked, it was just eyes.
Leaving me no inch to move.
The only relief was the wind gushing in through those windows.
Even when i wanted to pee.
I did not move.
I sat along…
Hunger disturbed my mind.
Yet i sat, unmoving and rigid.
Because standing was far impossible…
I could see mothers, kids, old people around me.
But i was already numb…call me heartless…
But then i was unable to move.
It was now dark…
I could see the scenarios fade away from my eyes…
I wish everything went back to normal ..with a blink of an eye.
But again..my sleeplessness never condoned me.
I sat, wondering what each person’s story was…
And then, amidst all these.
I took a small sleep…
When i woke up.
I was all famished i felt…
But again so many of my travel companions were gone…and new people came in..
Again i was lured into my thought cycles.
Finally, the last station arrived…
And there was another great rush to get down.
I sat watching these people toggle down.
I was exhausted…
But had thousands of stories in my mind…to be written…from their unspoken and spoken words…
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Soulrecitals
#sreepriyawrites
#trainjourney #indianrailways
#mytrainjourney

Her anklets

His eyes locked on the door.
As if he waited for someone.
His ears, eagerly, sharply waiting.
When suddenly, he could feel.
The voice…
Those anklets, which rings in his ears…
It’s like the early bell, for her arrival.
As the sound grew closer.
His heart thumped ..harder…
And there he could feel her coming closer…
He just blinked his eyes.
And the moment he opened it.
There she was.
His dreamgirl…
His soul.
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Soulrecitals
#sreepriyawrites #lovepoems #lovestory