Tag: feelings

Kinship

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Day 51

Like a flower,

Your kind kinship blossoms my life.

Your negligence and anger

Pierces through my mind and heart.

Making me shallow,

Wringing the inside of my soul.

And I still do not hate you.

I feel you stronger in me than ever before.

You are so good that no matter how much it hurts.

I bond with you a little more than the day before.

Missing Rain

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Day 41

If I had to get attached and feel sad,

I would cry thinking of the rains..

that drizzled so lightly on muddy terrains.

Rain that touched the leaves ever so softly,

& fell off the branches onto the grass below.

I would miss the sound that accompanied me during quiet lonely days.

Rain that cleared the dark skies and brought some light into my gloomy days.

Touching fingers and kissing cheeks in surprise

Oh, sweet loving rain!

The Unrequited Love Poem

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Day 40

I love him dearly.

In the depths of his eyes,

A sea of knowledge and an emotion of kindness.

His praises for Chardonnay spilled with delight.

History, books and literature were all he desired.

I looked at him longingly and gave him all my attention.

Not once did I miss his classes of European Literature.

He always smiled at me and my heart fluttered with joy.

But he looked at me like he looked at everyone else.

Soon days of college came to an end.

And never did I see him again.

If only..

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Day 28

If only the mind had simple thoughts

Then life wouldn’t be in a troublesome state of affairs.

The greed and desires are many

They never seem to come to an end.

Utter helplessness leads to a fear

Of being consumed

by yet another cloud of dark sadness.

Words Will Heal

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Day 26

Looking out the window

With puppy dog eyes.

Many thoughts and questions,

Fill my mind.

Unlike others,

Small talks are not something of desire.

Happy inside the bubble,

Comfortable in the shell.

Yet, a genuine connection..

A meaningful conversation

Will be welcomed with gleeful eyes.

PS – @writingbolt

Forlorn

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Day 21

It’s hard to smile.

A feeling of emptiness.

Tears gather to the eyes.

An unknown fear.

There’s something amiss.

I cannot put my finger on it.

A dark night of the soul.