Thoughts In Solitude

My imaginations,parts of my life,and a book of my memories that has been captured by my words.

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Dreams still keep Dreaming....?

There are words dripping down my fingers Black rivulets of ink mixed with the blood of your countrymen Do you hear them mourn? Do you hear them march on? Carrying bags of tears & terror, Cradling the memory of a mother’s empty arms Wailing for her children, Do you see those pictures hanging on pedestals? Adorned in medals of death And beautified in flowers of loss, And do you see the widow…

Dreams still keep Dreaming....?

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The Adjectives of You & Me...

There is an old Wren & Martin That still peeks out of my bookshelf at home, Though the pages have taken on an yellowish hue Of forgotten years & passing time, But the crooked pencil marks And the blue squiggles still remain, Like handprints of an era gone by, Of all the pages, The chapter on Adjectives retain a paramount of imprints, The exercises plastered with layers & layers of…

The Adjectives of You & Me...

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When does Love become a Reality?

Does it happen when you the World says, “You may kiss the bride now!” And you throw confetti Filled with wishes & good luck At friends & family And sign a notepaper, that will serve as the verity of your Love? Or does it happen when you find him looking at you from across the room? And though he is no longer yours to hold & love But still your soul lights up with joy, And you wish the best for…

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The Poetic Voyage....

She was seven, Searching for princess dresses And butterfly clips, While trying to reach for stars On her father’s shoulders Seeing the World through the kaleidoscope of Fairytales; Wondering, if there was a big bad wolf out there? Wondering, if shoes really made finding Love so easy? Wondering, if swans could really live amongst the ducks of the World? She was ten, Scribbling secret notes In…

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You gifted me the Ocean.....

They say that in perfect solitude if you hold a sea shell near your ears, you can hear the distant music of the waves crashing on the sea shore, as if the sea shell carries a part of the ocean’s music within itself. I do not know how much of it is true, but on that Saturday evening as I sat beside you on the sea shore, watching the Sun painting the waves in multitudes of reds and orange, I felt…

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101 Ways to Forget You...

101 Ways to Forget You…

You wake up on an August morning, alone In a home you built with him Over a year, Then you hide the tears Behind your smiling face, And take down all the memories From the walls And the shelves, You pack all the clothes from the wardrobe, Sort out his stuff And yours That are not ours anymore; You transform a Home Into a House overnight, And sleep a last goodbye On his side of the bed With his…

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There is a Glass Jar....

There is a Glass Jar….

There is glass jar Built of multitude of colours That She keeps by her bed side, Its alive with a beating heart A half of His soul Another of Her, Joined with tears and memories;   Its walls have been echoing with pain Bleeding colours every night, Forming cracks and crevices Like its heart is being divided;   It sings haunting tunes Of all their First times,   The First time He held Her hand In…

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Your Red Shirt

There is a space on my pillow Where I keep your red shirt Neat and folded Just like you would always ask!   It’s worn edges And faded collars Have held my lips On many a nights, Leaving me with Phantom kisses And your familiar smell On my tear stained cheeks!   There is a place on my bed Not too far from the Cooler Not too near the window Where I keep your red shirt Just like you had always…

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The Tale of a Magician's Autumn Girl

The Tale of a Magician’s Autumn Girl

She can still hear the falling leaves Dancing to the secret tunes of his voice, Like a Magician enthralling them He had that effect with his poise;   She was the Autumn girl, Picking up leaves To weave verses Of finding dreams And etching memories;   They met in an alcove Under a Moonlit sky Where her paper verses Found their match, A voice with whom They could sing and cry!   It was a place,…

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I have been searching....

I have been searching….

They say Fate is the greatest matchmaker That when we are born The lines are drawn And the cards played, We come into this World With pre-written pathways, So lately I have been searching you In the lines criss crossing the palms of my hand, Looking for clues and signs To mark your presence To make you stay! If I could just find one, Maybe I could finally prove We were meant to be, Like star…

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In Another Life....

In Another Life….

In another life I would have met you In a college room You lost in games In the last bench Asking for my notes To copy once again, It would be a start of something Unnamed in streets of Autumn! We would be two teenagers Restless to see life Dreaming dreams of flying high, I would tell you my hopes You would share your aspirations We would grow together as friends, Best on some days Impossible on…

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Unsaid

There are words Unsaid and aching Whispered in silence, With your visions In my mind, They have made a home In the cracks and crevices Of my starlit room, Restless to meet you On some lonely Moonless nights! Like “longing” Strewn over those pair of golden danglers You bought from the streets of Darjeeling Longing for a glimpse of me When we were just beginning; And there’s “helpless” Nudging out…

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"Love Offerings"

“Love Offerings”

On a black and white Saturday noon In between umbrellas jostling around A single red sat under the marble edifice Selling fragrance and love tied in a string;   Lovers and strangers walked past Clutching their plastic lives Clicking at its virtual screen While some posed and smiled For the Insta and FB, But none clutched his fingers tightly And no one whispered secrets in her ears There were no…

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"Sukoon"

“Sukoon”

If there was ever a word that sounded true to its meaning it would be this. Peace in itself is such a cherished longing, a treasure that our souls keep on seeking unbeknownst to us. Every soul has its own path of finding peace. But Sukoon; it is only found in the rarest of rare moments. That utter feeling of completion, of knowing that if the clock of life stopped at that moment you would not…

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Broken Melodies

There is a broken melody in her; That keeps on playing on loop They are the stray notes Of memories forgotten Strung together in longing,    There is a note for the mother’s cry An A-minor for her lost child, And a B-sharp for all the times The moon girl plucked stars From her father’s shoulders And hung them on her smile,   There is a C-flat For the silent sea shell, That ran ashore Along the…

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I found the word 'missing'....

I found the word ‘missing’….

In solemn breaths

Under shadowy moonlight,

I found the word “missing”;

Lying beside me

Like a forlorn lover;

Craving for your missing touch!

  In longing gazes

And quivering smiles,

She spoke to me

About dreary nights

And lonesome mornings

Of how spaces between

Her fingers

Felt empty

Without your flirting nudges;

  She regaled stories

Of rainy evenings

On clandestine back seats,

Sharing breaths…

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Musical Memories (3)….. “Lay me down in the ground by my hometown, girl We, we never leave But it feels like we've seen the whole world….”