To Reverie, Serendipity And Yearning

दिल में उल्फ़त रखती है वो पत्थर का दिल रखने वाली

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[paper-wounds]

[mournfulroses]

Paul Verlaine, from a poem titled "Lover's Chat", featured in 100 and One Poems by Paul Verlaine

[vishi-wish]

I knew the intensity with which I’d fall in love whenever that was to happen but now that I have, every single day it becomes more evident that his presence is absolutely nonnegotiable, I do not care if we are engaging in any kind of activity or anything but his presence in my vicinity has to be guaranteed because otherwise it feels as if someone took something very important from me, is this dependency- no! Because he is away from me and yet I’m fine and doing things that are meant to be done but does any thing mean anything with out him? Is there any joy ? Absolutely no! As much as I have revered yearning, i cannot spend a moment more with it. I have met him finally. I deserve to be with him all the time to make up for all the yearning and waiting.

[vishi-wish]

Dearest,

There is one thing about myself that I have known for too long but acknowledging and accepting it breaks my heart. And even today as I write this letter to you I am feeling a little low. The truth I am talking about is that I am too hard to love and not just that I shouldn’t be loved as well because I don’t know how to respond to that feeling. I feel guilty sending texts because I feel I am disturbing their peace. I sometimes want to talk to people but I don’t know what to talk about. I say some things and later I think maybe they were not important. What is important and interesting? What does it mean? I am not in love, but the thought of being in love and being loved is my only refuge. Still a little nice feeling in my heart and I question if it’s real or am I being scammed? And it’s not like I haven’t tried killing this feeling but now it haunts me in different ways. I don’t trust anyone and I don’t trust myself yet I go with the flow. Because hope doesn’t let me sit quietly. There is this great tussle that’s been going on between my hope and distrusting personality. Now I take the risk of sending hi’s and cringe myself for being too needy. And I do that after begging gods to poke him to send the message. I am not liking this version of me, anti social, nonchalant, me was lonely but still confident and optimistic (of being able to love and loved which is happening maybe but I am disappointed) . I don’t know how it will end, but I am embarrassed. Maybe he understood I am not that interesting.

Why is it so easy to talk to you ???? *screams*

*long sigh* Maybe because you are my moon. Dearest I am tired. So so tired.

Most ardently

Yours

V

1:22.

28/4/2025

[metamorphesque]

William Shakespeare, Antony and Cleopatra

[sourdough-seal]

“how did you get into writing” girl nobody gets into writing. writing shows up one day at your door and gets into you

[vishi-wish]

[1anonyymous1]

I have a terrible habit of leaving things unsaid for the sake of peace

[takethemonetandletsgogh]

“what cannot be said will be wept”

[metamorphesque]

"I Loved You", Alexander Pushkin (translated by Antony Wood)

[vangoghcore]

by samanthacavet

[etherea1ity]

archive moodboard for @frostbitten-cabins

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[vishi-wish]

As the star accompanies the moon

I shall accompany you too

I'll be your light, so shall be you.

Dearest, be my friend till my life omits

You have my word,

I'll forever be your kindred spirit…

-vishi

[vishi-wish]

Its more of confession then to ask its about you and me

The lone wolf saw his moon for the very first time ant it was like this beautiful eyes and the flamboyance of her smile took everything away from him. The moon princess of the sky and a lone nameless wolf. The wolf cannot even dream of her . Responsibility and struggle only belongs to the lone nameless wolf so he got entangled in them but nothing can even come close to the hollowness of the wolf those eyes ant that smile always encouraged him to do lil more but dreams and reality are always parallel to one anoter. The wolf dit for what he was tamed for. The fate he saw her moon again but this time he knew that his shackles wont break and no matter how much he howls his distance from the moon is so afar that the howls will always get lost in its path.

So in the end the nameless wolf only wana tell the Moon that there are thousands of then who admire the Moon but this lone nameless wolf just wanna look at you when he is at his end

If I had words to respond to what I think you have said I would have certainly written poetry in response to this, sadly I don’t.

But I’ll tell you what I tell myself, have faith and be hopeful.

Certainly I am curious as to know who you are but I will surely refrain from asking and further knowing.

[vishi-wish]

Eve’s Adam

Wrote few lines thinking how, After the fall, Adam is trying to console Eve.

[vishi-wish]

Credits to the owner.

It was in my notes.

[vishi-wish]

Excerpt from The Ballad of Reading Gaol I