Word Weaver Shipra

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Home

There is Warmth in knowing we met at intersections . And though divided like two worlds apart , for a moment I saw you rub my ice rings , just before we brushed past each other . And yes there is Pleasure of getting to know you while hustling through life when you offered me a seat at the tram where none seemed kind. Not to mention Gratitude of witnessing you for that alone is the high of my life’s history, making it worthy of a tell tale. And Awestruck for how the Gods must have conspired to make you walk into my life when I stood in the eye of the storm.

And finally relieved that of all the 5000 worlds that exist I spotted you and knew for once where Home was.

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Pieces

You know on days like this or perhaps the evenings I have wondered so many times of our distances. The physical ones of course. For my heart never skipped a beat of yours. I place the pieces of the puzzle before me and then take a good look at each. They are my good friends, loyal to me and present the most beautiful scenario of our life together someday, though in seclusion. Encouraged by their exquisite, I try to piece them together to complete the scenery. Oh what a classic it would be to complete the puzzle. However in its entirety the pieces don’t agree with each other. They are isolated, selfish and uncompromising. I try harder this time, trying to chisel their edges so they sit together. They are rubbed and edges broken, still don’t agree. My frustration just looms. After many efforts, I understand it’s not to be. The pieces would never fit. The picture would never complete. However I still wonder if there will be an evening where we sit together and sip tea looking at the Sky turning blue , grey and then black. The beautiful pieces I must save for someday I shall return to the puzzle and maybe piece it correctly. Someday they agree , hopefully. Till then I preserve my beautiful pieces.

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It’s been a whole year since I said yes.

Yes dearest we were a couple, can you believe it, for a whole year.

And yet sometimes I wonder if you have forgotten the process.

Those endless texts where you declared your love most blatantly.

Then came the calls, some of which lasted the whole night.

Not much later, you were everywhere I went.

Such persuasion.

It was a long process and much longer before I finally gave you my heart.

The fruit of your toil.

Sometimes, I wonder if from my vantage point, would I still do the same.

This long year between us has taught me so much about you.

My love, before I leave you, here is the key.

I am unloving you now.

You may again start with the persuasion, if you still desire me.

Who knows I may again place my vulnerable heart in your cold hands.

After all you had succeeded the last time.

You might just again.

The situation is a little tweaked though.

Then I had not known the end, the ultimate result of your persuasion.

I suspect if the task is as easy now as it was for you then .

I hope you remember the process well enough. You shall need it dearest.

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तुमसे इकरार नही होगा

और एक दिन यूँ भी होगा,

तुमसे इकरार नही होगा।

किसी रोज़ चलते चलते तुम उससे मिलोगी,

कब कहाँ कैसे ये तेय नही होगा।

पर सुनो तुम ध्यान देना ,

तुम कहोगी नही पर वो खुद ही साथ चल पड़ेगा ।

इस साथ की कोई शर्त नही होगी ,

इस वक़्त का कोई गवाह नही होगा

पर तुम समझ जाओगी वो औरों सा नही,

वो चाहता है पर चहता कुछ नही।

तुम जानती हो इस रिश्ते कि कोई परिभाशा नही,

इस साथ की कोई सीमा नही।

तुम्हारे अंदर के तूफ़ान को वो शांत करेगा ,

और पहली बार तुम महसूस करोगी की साथ चलना भी इश्क़ है ।

की कितनी भी बातें कर लो, कितने भी झूठ वो सब बोल लें,

मोहब्बत वो है जो वो तुमसे चुप चाप कर रहा है ।

तुम्हारी हर गलती वो बक्श देगा,

और तुम्हारे नाराज़ होने पर एक बच्चे की तरह तुम्हें माना लेगा ।

और जानती हो क्या होगा?

एक क़यामत के दिन वो तुम्हें अपना दिल देगा ।

और उस दिल को अपने हाथों में लिए तुम पूरी रात सोचोगी।

और फिर यूँ होगा,

तुमसे इकरार नही होगा ।

तुम सही- ग़लत, उम्र, रुतबा, आग़ाज़- अंज़ाम सब को तौलोगी,

तुमसे इकरार नही होगा ।

उसे रोक लो ,

सिर्फ़ वही जानता है कि जब तुम दूर करती हो, तुम तक वापस कैसे आना है।

इसके बाद तुम शून्य हो जाओगी ,

क्यूँकि जो वो दे गया , तुम्हारे बिन माँगे , अब तुम्हें कोई नही देगा ।

प्यारी लड़की उसे रोक लो ,

कल सुबह वो वापस नही आएगा ।

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What shall you find

For when you shall return, after an ego trip,

I may not be there to caress you.

For when you shall return, after the world has bruised you,

I may not be there to hear your woes.

For when you shall return, after you realise, I am gone,

I may be there to prove you right, my love.

You see, when you return, I will be a long way from you.

What you will find when you return, is a long chain of promises, sealed and kissed, shouting out to you, ‘Shall you ever find her’.

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🍂Autumn thoughts🍁

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Embers and Vapours💙

By Shipra Sinha Sakxena

Format - Paperback

Genre - Poetry and Prose

Pages - 116

My Ratings - ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐/5

Poetry is the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings: it takes its origin from emotion recollected in tranquillity.....

Synopsis - Embers and Vapours is a kind of poetry book written by Shipra Sinha Sakxena in which she tries to maneuver different emotions in the form of different colors. She distinguishes various colors like Blue as the Agony means Pain/Suffering, Green as Revenge, Yellow as Healing, and Red as The dawn of Love.

Review - I choose to read this book by looking at it's title which is very captivating and beautiful and the simplicity in the cover of this book grips my attention. Author uses the simplest language to plot her poems in a very beautiful manner. I really love the concept of different colors taken by the author to describe the various important phases of one's life. The author covers numerous emotions and sentiment in the form of short poems. Apart from all poems my favorite one are in the Red section of the book which denotes love. The book is not more than half and hour read and you can complete the whole book in one sit. The poetries are as short as only 2 lines and as long as covered in a single sheet. Apart from the poems, there were some simple sketch that represents several poems present in this book which makes the book more attractive. The main concept of this book is to illustrate the importance of different colors in the different aspects of our life.

The title of the book is simple and unique in its own way to attract readers.

The cover design of the book is beautiful and enticing which attracts the readers towards the book.

The language use is simple and easy to understand by all readers, especially Poetry lovers.

Overall,

I really enjoy reading this short poem book and I would like to recommend this book to all readers to read this book and enjoy the simplicity in the poems. I really love the author's work of writing this beautiful book for her readers and looking forward for more books from the same Author. ..

Thank you so much for the great work......

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This one is one of my favorites from #embersandvapour.

I have always believed there is no substitute for love.

In today's materialistic world, there are so many factors guiding a relationship, however everytime you rate stability over love, you will always feel a pinch.

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True to my word 🙆‍♀️ here is the cover reveal✉ of🥳🥳🥳🥳

Embers and Vapour

The 📙which belonged to me for the last 2 years is now yours. I am in live with the cover💃. Please let me know, if you feel the same🤞

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An excerpt from my new book 📖Embers and Vapour. Its a collection of nano tales and poems.

The book shall be out super soon💃

Can't wait to hear your feedback ❤💚🧡💜💛💙

#live #loveyourself #remember #memories #love #poets #rain #rainyday #gonewiththewind #summertime #romantic #relationshipquotes #loveislove #nanotales #poems

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An excerpt from my new book 📖Embers and Vapour. Its a collection of nano tales and poems.

The book shall be out super soon💃

Can't wait to hear your feedback ❤💚🧡💜💛💙

#live #loveyourself #remember #memories #love #poetsofinstagram #tumblr #rain #rainyday #gonewiththewind #bookstagram #books #live #loveyourself

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Watch out for stories like this.

Announcing my new 📖 🥳🤩🤪🤟🏻 🎊🎉 EMBERS and VAPOUR.

It’s everything you ever felt and everything you ever wanted to say OUT LOUD ❤️💜🧡💛💚💙🤎Available on Kindle and Amazon soon .

PS: Stay safe.

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Oh, but love is dirty. Downright filthy. There is no love story that’s not coloured in guilt.

You see when two souls fall in love with each other, they lie, first to themselves and then to the world. They would cheat everyone, just to protect the beloved.

Honey there is nothing sacred about love. It’s never clean. It’s hands are stained with guilt and lies.

But don’t let this befool you. It’s in the dirt, the lies, the guilt and the cheating that two souls endeavour to protect each other.

Most often than not, it’s a crime committed and forgiven.

[wordweavershipra]

Oh, but love is dirty. Downright filthy. There is no love story that’s not coloured in guilt.

You see when two souls fall in love with each other, they lie, first to themselves and then to the world. They would cheat everyone, just to protect the beloved.

Honey there is nothing sacred about love. It’s never clean. It’s hands are stained with guilt and lies.

But don’t let this befool you. It’s in the dirt, the lies, the guilt and the cheating that two souls endeavour to protect each other.

Most often than not, it’s a crime committed and forgiven.

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When we know we can’t do without them, why the hell do we say goodbye

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“He took pieces of me I had not known were for the taking, and in the aftermath, I stared at carnage, searching for reason. I hurt for a while. I hated him for a while, but the truth is, if he had not hurt me, someone else would have. Childlike innocence cannot last forever. Children are good. I was kind, and then, I was not for a while. I stared at humanity with suspicion, until I looked in the mirror one day and did not know who or what I had become. To be kind is natural. To love is natural, until one day, we find ourselves unable, and in those moments, you will find yourself so very cold. But one day you will heal. One day you will stare at your own hands with wonder that they can be warm without the touch of another, that their heat burns from within. You will find that true strength lies not in being kind in ignorance, but in being kind despite knowing suffering. To love like this; in those moments, you will know what it means to be human.”

— V.I.P.P.