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You can dance every dance with a guy who gives the eye. But don't forget who's taking you home and who's arms you gonna be in. So darling save the last dance for me.
Tuning the wires
Down in the aisle between the mountains,
The white wind made trees whistle,
There was no one in sight,
Just a pigeon sheltering its squabs from the drizzle.
Ā He woke up in the morning with a shiver,
Hazed but touched by the rays soon after,
In a state of déjà vu,
An intuition made his spine quiver.
Ā Dressing in front of the mirror,
She swayed her hands at her reflection,
In a trance which set her foot to dance,
āJust another day, then why the swivel of romance.ā
Ā White buildings, grey roads, yellow taxi honks rose,
Statues around were in a rush.
A slight fragrance carried by the breeze,
Just a sniff and that was the moment they froze.
Ā Confused fools swung to and fro,
The mystery was yet behind the locked doors,
Anxious souls, struggling for questions,
Still not known.
Ā The sun set to give way to the moon,
Days passed by like this slowly,
Eyes in search but beneath:
Shuttering down the windows of hope.
Ā Winter, spring, summer, autumn,
But today was a season unknown,
The stranger in front with violin in hand,
She could hear the string hitting the right chord.
How to be prepared for, for what you're not meant to be?
Disha AgarwalĀ
Really virtual
All she wanted was to know the difference between is and was. What she is is what she never was. All she was what she can never be. In this juggle jungle jittery situation, She flicked her hair, And opened her eyes to the reality. Where reality was played virtually, And virtual, stimulated.
Day over night
Shielded behind the warmth of the silk,
Wrapped with cushions around my waist,
Enveloped far away from pretence,
Enclosed in the feathers, such bliss.
Envious cold night with excessive pride: Swore to take over the sunshine.
With the wrath of the grim black murky sky,
The birds forgot to sing, Flowers ābloom,
Everything sinking in dusty dingy drab.
Finally Darkness surrendered
For the rays: Had to caress your skin.
Youāre a spell.
Mystical Ā magical madness.
Moon shadow
The other side of the surface, Light hit the ground. Reflected by the charm, It borrowed its appeal. Returning the favour, Singing like a melody, Having the inner beauty. Moon shadow. Surrendered to its peace.
You're the waterfall which dives into the realms, Knowing, you'll escalate through the darkest, Back to the surface. Floating through highs and lows, Curves and grooves, Leaving behind memories: Droplets and dew. -Disha Agarwal|fictionofmind -Picture credit: @anoceanloverworld via Tumblr
Let me.
My sky. My moon.
The clouds are waves of the sky, Feathering the birdlings with its fog shell. Let the dense husk suck the stark rays for I want the serenity of the borrowed glimmer. I cannot disclosure the saga I share with the moon. The phases I've seen it through: For I want to be the only flame- Which reaches its heart for the other day light to pass.
Sun Sign
The moon borrows its light because it's a theif: Just to flaunt its sublime phases. Let the sun rays not reach your soul because I can't dominate the flame in you, anymore. But: I'm the stardust you breathe in to lighten the spark within your soul. Star will glimmer, let it be a dim glaze. Forever.
Stars seas
Sailing in the mist of doubts, Waving by all the miseries, In the ship of the pirates I cruise, Creeks but flag hoisted high, In the world of blues I live, Water so transparent, it kisses the sky, Twinkling stars just like sparkling wine, Let not lip touch the taste, Because I want to be an addict. Till the day I defy time. I want to be in the arms of joy: So divine.All mine.
Shine
Fluttering her eyes in doubt,
Hovering in the cloud of fog,
With a dilemma in mind: if she could fly,
She forgot;
That butterfly canāt see itās own wings:
Shine.
MAYBE FOR SURE
Stars are known never to allign, Symphony of colors are abstract, The circle where corners meet each other, The reign where harvest is in winters. But I know a place where: Birds chirp to the beats of a bawling tiger, Crocodiles cuddle to make a bridge, Lions kiss a deer And Silver is the cloud. Not just it's lining.
Silver clouds
Living in the aura surrounded by you,
The candles burning in the flames of your soul,
The mist in your voice and the drizzle in your rhythm,
The sunrise in you puts my darkness astray,
Your breeze engulfs my clouds,
My fear desiccates tangling with the rays in you.
You are the untold truth.
Fiction of my mind.
An abstract poetry; which only I can envisage.
You are my colors to paint.
My mystery to fathom.
The sip of my fantasy.
The reason to my being.
My Shade. My beauty.
Let your bones be my prison and heartbeat be the wind.
Paint me in you but donāt complete me.
Let the undone perplexity conjure you.
Be the key to my puzzle..
The whirlpool to my calm self.
Just be.
And.
Let me.
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Itās already been 3 years since I found my love for writing.
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Let her.