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I am just sharing a few poems that i have written for people in my life. I hope anyone who reads Enjoys it, and I hope the people I wrote it for don't find my handle (^-^)/

[tithiandtale]

\\mural\\

The scenery enthralls me,

As I sit there still held captive

by the strings of a harp

Still and Motionless everything seems,

but still moving so fast.

The munificent breezes flows with the song

blows on every wound,

my destructive self has formed.

The murals on forgotten walls' side

are been permanent;

Along with the crevices it was meant to hide.

Those flowers mumble,

in their unheard language;

"How am I alive?"

Well, I don't know myself, All I remember is

Tears, knife, agony, some cries and me,

Somehow back with life.

Trying to live as if nothing happened,

With people who can see me the same again.

That long untouched dictionary

has the same coffee stain

just upon the word "fairytale"

penetrating till "pain"

and me the quote-unquote writer,

is the visibly invisible part here.

Who seemingly loves to fall in love with

tears, pain, blood, wound, death and failure.

Isn't it astronomical!

that still people consider a wrecked line like me,

Something close to "Allure".

-©Tithi

[tithiandtale]

-More than besties-

It could have been a loney life,

Just like the others.

But you came and adorned up my life,

is it the feeling of wishing "to stay forever"?

When I look at you I can see it coming,

With you it feels like being back to that long lost home.

And let me tell you just because I don't wanna lose you,

I always name these feelings unknown.

Those metaphors ain't made for you,

Those "Moon", "stars", "skies" and "oceans".

No words can describe you,

You have a galaxy of your own.

I don't know what's gotten over me,

It's seems yesterday we said "We'll be besties forever"

Now while singing those songs,

I can't see no one but you ever.

You've seen my flaws,

when I couldn't be strong.

And it makes me fall more for you,

that we are still the same.

We laugh together, we cry together,

these simple feelings were everything I have.

And I know I may be won't be able to see you tomorrow,

Isn't it beautiful how memories remains so lively and same.

I know some things are meant to be,

But some feeling transcends the borders of time and destiny.

And your "I will be there"

Is enough to fight everything.

And I won't say "I love you"

Instead I am in love with the thought of you,

Your presence, your little gestures

And the way you really deserve this world,

the world that I see in your welkin eyes.

I am in love with the thought of being there with you.

And I don't know if I can call it love or not.

But I still stand here with the awkward smile,

the same as when we had accidentally met.

Still holding all the moments and smiled that we shared,

and still calling unknown "the feeling I felt"

-©Tithi

[tithiandtale]

-Class-

You sit there making songs,

out of night that endless grew.

Not into right or wrong,

You left yourself and it flew.

The chalk screams and breaks into you,

as vines near the window mockingly smiles.

And the room felt empty beside few,

Your dazed bruised knees falls to rest like tiles.

"Shut up" a voice screams,

as if to shut you, a seemingly dead silent fantasy.

But the trickles of rain from breams,

makes you vivid, invincible and saasy.

The flipping of pages slows down,

this clicking of pen is a music.

Those chatter you don't hear are her crown,

and your poem the queen with eternal magic.

Those colourless clouds are art,

these pens, pages, chairs and desks are colours.

Nothing exists that can thwart,

Your stroke of pen and creation of a lover.

You fly and float,

in that perpetual sea.

"This is the end of three men in a boat"

and you die in the waking of thee.

Your dead self curses,

You are a lazy and loser lass.

You throw scolding your verses,

"Shit man,I missed my whole class."

-Tithi...