Being a writer, the only desire is to be published.
Even when not many might not end up reading, it is always a pleasure to publish. Thanks to Notion Press Publishing for supporting amateur writers like me in accomplishing their dreams with Xpress Publishing,
Here I am so delighted and excited to launch my book of poetry- Soul Recitals. Hope you all find this bunch of poems an interesting way to chill on a coffee break.
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or from Notion Press
Hope you enjoy this, looking forward for your valuable comments and support.
Why it pains…
when i never took it deeply…
all I know is that I am falling apart.
be it here .. or there..
for a moment, i feel like i am nowhere existing…
some undefined pain, crawling into my mind…
eyes drying away as if no tears to roll out;
my soul is on a journey of unquenchable thirst;
unknown to me, and just me;
I strayed away, to an unknown mirage;
which took away my peace and my breath away,
and all it remained was, the defeated soul.
Do you think life is an exam?
Then how do we go about dealing with the exam ?
Do you have a solid plan?
Share,what’s your say.
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Heartbeats, thumping like the beats of music.
that you always loved listening to.
I just heard only the rhythm, it was playing..
as you were sighted right in front of me..
brightening my eyes..
overwhelming my thoughts, with nothing but you..
I stood awake,
but I was closing my eyes and listening to the heart,
which homes me..
like the raindrops, falling into the ocean…
becoming one with it..
I wished you rain upon me…
reciting the poetry of dewdrops…
and smooching away the inhibitions in me…
all I knew it that, the only thing I want
is love you much more…
and feel alive.
Just freeze the moment..
and loop in that moment forever
and let you take me into you…- The Home I always adore to be in.
Engulf my thoughts,
with the boundless zest.
rekindle my moments with that music,
that just taunts my memories…
that floods in, giving a rush of emotions …
spurring my poetic senses..
all I need is those warm cuddles..
wherein my words come flooding by..
like the uncountable caresses you shower on me,
every word, you utter becomes poetry to me..
and every touch you make,
enthralls my skin…
invoking the hidden desires…
that slips away from my lips but ends in yours…
I want to be the poetry..
that you recite, with the ink you bleed in love with me..