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poetry

Cry of love

Pearls of her bead tied
like doves in a row
Oh they embellish her collar bone.
And those ones
hanging down her ears
Rhyme with the flames of her fears.

Pause, he stops his wheels.
And there,
She steps up her eager heel.
His fragrance oh so wild
But his smile, graciously mild;
Now their heartbeats declined to abide
And yet patiently they drive.

Sshh, It’s the season of pure love,
Her lashes falling down
Oh This Beauty, not pretentious or lied
Her cheekbones, blushing red
Just like the color of wine they have.

This Sparkles in his eyes and
Glittery butterflies
Ohh This moment is
Perfect in world of chaos and cries
A cry of love they made tonight.

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nature poetry

When you’re with me

My dried leaves just breathe 
to blossom
I dance on the tunes of our rhythm
When you are with me
Time flies, there exists no
word called as Boredom
I sway on the cradle of
freedom
When you are with me
You just make a still life,
Awesome!
My ❤️❤️❤️❤️
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poetry

Coming back to life

It's been a long journey
And no rest
Countless maples fallen at a breath,
The silence of the road
With fireflies at sides
Disordered thoughts
Brimming the river of quests.

A wanderer in the mist
Treading on the unmetalled sides,
With pebbles and dirt only to guide.
Winds screaming loud; out
Their zest,
And crashing thunders, strike
Lightning in her chest.

She halted for a while
And looked above
With her stretched arms
And cramped curves;
As a ray of light
Weeping out from holes of
green blades,packed in
bunches spread for a shade.

She packs her heart
Even tighter this time
A brand new dust
ahead her climbs,
A long journey served
For a better destiny to find
And a beauty,one of its kind.

Hello my fellow bloggers,

I hope you’re doing fine, I really missed y’all, and yes also the awesome write ups that you must have shared all this while, have been off beat the world of blogging and reading stuff here. Hoping to be back here slowly now.

Was busy with my chores and daily whines, lot of work was lined up and time just flew like that. Anyway, hoping to be reading out the works of yours. I am sorry if I didn’t like or comment on your posts till now but now I will cherish reading them slowly and also writing a little bit from now on. So hello all, it’s amazing to be back with you all and please take care of yourself and your family.

Lots of love,

Yours,

Sapna

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poetry

Reversing Gravity.

“Sometimes you just don’t want to see the reflection of yours through words or mirrors.
Sometimes light just don’t show up cause, its in the dark that you are waiting for the clouds to clear.
Sometimes its just the boredom you feel out of freedom.
Sometimes your clock is ticking ticking but mind is stuck at a station.
Sometimes when you feel helpless within,
In urge to just help yourself out.
It’s when you are willing to cry out but only walls revert you a hopeless shout.
For those times, when everything is upside down, try a Headstand, Please.
Reverse the effect of gravity in your body.”

It’s okay, to be in a posture which is opposite to the world around you.
Feel the blood flowing in you. This is your Life. Live it for all the times. And realise that until the tick of your beat is gone, everything can become just Right. For a new ‘second’ to come, this one has to pass, so This time too shall pass.

Pictorial illustration of a headstand, yogic Asana
IC: Yoga Journal
IC: Pinterest

You may refer to the video link to see how Shiras Asana (headstand) is done.

I have written couple of poetries regarding support that one might need dealing a troubled mental situation he/she is into and the urge to delete this stigma attached with sharing issues of mental health with someone. You can check out the links here :

I Said, You Heard

Scent of Her

Cheers

Am not a psychologist or a psychiatrist, I don’t mean to prescribe you the steps that will work on your body or mind, I only am sharing what sometimes work for me when I am in the state of Anxiety, Depressions or any issue. It’s okay to have them, you know you just can’t deal and solve everything in your life at a particular moment. But one day you will. And that remains essential to tell oneself. You just don’t have to live up to anyone’s expectations when you are not able to. Again I would say, Everything can just become normal, give a doctor to your self, give yourself to people who love you. You are not wrong if you feel so about your condition. Don’t think it’s The End. Your Life is too precious, if not for you but your loved ones. And please Don’t think you don’t have any. You do have. Ofcourse it’s your Life you decide what to do with that, but please Live to do it. And,

Someday Ears will be there to hear you,

someday, mind will Change it’s station,

someday freedom will release the pain,

someday you will wake up in light.

And that day, you will see your confidence luminate on your face, the victory of this Underdog will reflect and shine bright in the world.

Eugi’s weekly prompt

Rip Sushant Singh Rajput, an Indian actor who was assumed to be in depression. You were a Man with Intelligence, a charming personality and a brilliant Actor. You are alive in our memories. May your soul rest in peace.

Do share anything that you wish to, I can be the ears to your cry. Also, I request you to share your views about dealing with anxiety or depression. What works for you?

Thanks for reading.

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#haiku poetry

Intoxication, haiku#3

He whispers softly,

Heart beats swiftly, he's her;

Intoxication.
Tales of Romance behind the walls. ❤️
Her melody
Categories
poetry

Illusion!

When sunsets down,
Her phone rings and
she leaves the house for some sessions
A routine she’d follow
Without fail or procastination.

There wasn’t enough time
For him to discuss his Sorrows
Or suspicions;
Illusive images of infidelity
Oh, Pierced his heart with
pins and needles of friction.
And inarticulated judgements
would fill to his thoughts of fiction,
Ants in his pants made him restless
To follow for investigation.

It was like sighting a misty mountain
ahead of him,
At the start of his mission
Covered with murky notions
About the presumptuous destination.

Panting with suffocation,Choked with dilemmas and futuristic decisions.
Sometime later, his blurred sight reaches closer to
a Clear destination.
Veil was put off to see that mountain fogged was his sombered assumptions.
an Illusion was struck hard with reality
As his Oh! dear wife was seen voluntarily serving needful patients.

Image by Outlook India

Some people put their lives on risks even when they know the risk is too high of losing their own relationship s(cause sometimes they go against their family’s assent) to save others or give service to them. Salute to these warriors and their family members who sacrifice equally when they see their loved ones going extra mile for humanity.

Inspired from Write photo prompt by Sue Vincent-Veiled https://scvincent.com/2020/06/04/thursday-photo-prompt-veiled-writephoto/

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Articles story

Three Line Tales: Pandora’s Box

He was a Judas, like a snake in the grass.
Swathed to her conscience tightly. Romance with Nature, closed the Pandora’s box for her and she was left forever with her beloved.”

On June 5th, World Environment Day, I wish the earth heals herself and nature embraces us with her love and we break free from the cans of worms that has troubled us for so long.

Witnessing Sunsets from my Balcony.
Plant sapling. Grow with Greens.
My favourite place in lockdown.

Travelling for me, has been so important that I am entwined with the soul of it. I wish, this time, when tourism begins, we be more alert to keep us and our surroundings safe.

Inspired from Three lines Tales prompt by Sonya

Featured photo: by Claudio Schwarz via Unsplash

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poetry

Gratitude

Hundred, 100!
When prefixed with percent, closure of the Doubts.
When it’s a century, differentiates generations.
With A Score, makes one a headliner.
When it’s A Number, digits marking an achievement.
100 is told us to be
Associated with a prodigy.
So frequently used,
Memories it makes!
And so a 100 followers, mark a moment of gratitude.
Gratitude for having you here,
Gratitude for liking what I share,
Gratitude for forgiving me with your smile😊,
Gratitude for connecting from miles,
Gratitude for bearing me for a while🙈.

And, Gratitude for believing in words,
Gratitude for keeping in your hearts❤️;
Gratitude for being my part,
Gratitude for making it worth;

Immensly, truly and whole heartedly.

I am beholden by the love of you. You all are so special to me. And this moment is making me feel humbled and obliged because of your admiration to my work, crossed the mark of 50 posts, and a 100 followers! Isn’t this a moment to be grateful of?

I, with my whole heart thank you for reading my work, sharing your precious content with me.
Your suggestions, your comments make it worth to be here. More to go and more to come.
Happy loving, happy Sharing and Caring.
Lots of Regards.

Also inspired from Eugi’s Weekly Prompt “Gratitude”

Check more from Eugi’s Causerie‘s. Thanks 😊

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Articles kavita(hindi)

Unlock 1.0

Namaskar!

हवाओं को वश में करना आसान नहीं होता l
135 करोड़ को घर में ठहराना आसान नहीं होता।
बवंडर के बीच नौका पर सवार होकर
उसे चला पाना आसान नहीं होता।
बस्तियों को तूफान से बचा पाना आसान नहीं होता।
घुट रही सांसों को नया जीवन दिला पाना आसान नहीं होता।
अपने प्रिय से बिछड़ जाना आसान नहीं होता।

सूरज की तरह सबको चमकाना आसान नहीं होता ।
हर बगीचे की कलियों को फूल बना पाना आसान नहीं होता।
अपने अतीत को बदल पाना आसान नहीं होता।
हर किरदार को निभा पाना आसान नहीं होता।
कल को आज बना पाना भी आसान नहीं होता।

वैसे तोह सब कुछ समझ आजना यह आसान नहीं होता
पर इतना समझ लो कि “देश को अकेले चला पाना, यह तोह बिल्कुल आसान नहीं होता”।

I am so grateful to everything around me, each one of you who has kept me safe till now, the air around me, my flowers, people who have directly or indirectly come in my zone of influence very single entity who has been supporting each other to fight and survive, I am truly blessed to have them.

Our government is running tirelessly to provide best support to us, and now started to UNLOCK the country in phases. We ought to give them support so that they can work efficiently, let’s realise that everything is for us. The rules, the restrictions, The exemptions, everything is for you and me . So let’s join them to best coordinate,

cause its not so easy to do everything Alone.

Happy UnLock1.0.  Keep healthy. Stay positive and safe. Keep loving!

Police on Duty
Glimpse of the lockdown phases
Movement of stranded people to their homes
Movement of people by foot to their homes, when urban cities where they were working for livelihood, got shut
Unlocking of Transportation services
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poetry

Cheers!

When life seems a white paper
So Take a brush and paint it
With some bright of Reds’, mild of pastels’, dark of blacks’ and haze of Greys’.

When life seems an empty plate
So take a knife
And peel the skins away
Platter it with sweet of sugars’,
Sour of lemons’, spice of chillies’,  sprinkles of salts’.

When life seems a sky with clouds
Lifeless scenery of woods standing out
So take a pin,
And bursts them loud,
Turn on the music of rains
And dance with waters falling on window panes.

When life seems with wear and tear complains
Call the experts,
Grease it, sweat it and renew it to make it work out.

And still if it seems like an empty glass
Open the cap of the bottle
Pour it in
With ice cubes or water
Take a Cheers, Smile!

Tomorrow you will feel it full.

Cheers to Life

Inspired by one of my friend who reminded me in a conversation that Life is beautiful and alot is there to explore. Colours of life are only adding beauty to it. The blacks and Grey’s they are impactful. They are necessary.

The sour and bitters are needed to enjoy the flavours because they open up the taste buds of life.

The dark clouds are necessary to enjoy the dance of tears and sorrows on our cheeks. And the wears and tears are part and parcel of life. They force to keep maintaining ourselves.

And lastly, if everything is wailing and there is only shadow that you see, Open your bottle of joy, emotions and drink with cool ice to Let it flow! Let it go! Or Let it be! Take a chill pill, take a deep breath. Smile. Life is Gorgeous.

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poetry

Spreading love

Hello people

Hope you are doing fantastic! I came across this amazing writing by ‘Ralph Waldo Emerson’ instilling some good vibes for the day. Lots of love

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poetry

I Said, You Heard!

When I said,
You heard.
But only
Silence muttered.

To me,
Your words
were like the
Lull of falling waters,
But this dead air
has become
a colossal storm
Of thoughts
whirling inside,
An endless surge,
hankering to hear.

Again When I said,
You heard,
But your sealed lips,
moved away with No words
I plead,
to now, let this voice
Be heard
And let it so loud,
That the thunders prevail
And rains of tears
fall from eyes
Of the monsters,
who mirthed.
Remember,
Your dearth of voice
Will fervour their ruth
But your roaring sound,
shall stab them through.

Now for once
Forgive yourself for
The plight you’re hurt.
Oh dear!
when I said this
I wish to hear from
your chords,
cause,
Years have passed.
Now,
I beg you to Converse.

There are a lot of people who don’t speak out against the atrocities they are going through. There can be many Reasons with which they convince themselves for not speaking out, but that only kill them inside and make the cruel more powerful. So I really hope that the one who is going through cruelties or have been through any tragic incident or attack should not confine it to oneself. It’s not meant to be that way, Let it out and give your self chance to forgive and forget what happened. Don’t die trying to delete it inside you, dare to discuss with any person you’re comfortable with. Focus on mental health. May be if you speak, another one is saved from sealing his/her lips.

Thanks for reading.

Inspired by VJ’s Weekly Challenge #98 – No words,

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poetry

Scent of her

“Numb, broken into pieces
Left in the cold, relinquished.
A Cologne with footsteps
advanced and held her up,
With a Warm Hug, she came;
To fix the shatters.”

She needs her.

No one can replace the place of a woman who supports another woman in need. Certainly, she comes to her full potential when she gets support from her men in life be it her father, brother, husband or friend but most importantly she needs support of another divine woman too.  And this remains a silent key.

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poetry

City of Stars

Hello All, today I am sharing few lines about my Birthplace Amroha a city of the Uttar Pradesh state in India. It is located north-west of Moradabad. These lines are not enough to describe the heart and soul of it but still would like to share them on the occasion of Eid as this festival is brightly celebrated here.

City
That defines me,
My worth of a few smiles,
Marks a million to me,
I cherish and rely.
The winds never changed,
Circulated and stayed,
The sands and walls that engrained.
Oh! They’re attached
With the eyes of blind love
The heart and soul of a dove.

City that celebrates moments and memories,
Eids, Diwali, Christmas, or baisakhis.

Where varieties of mangoes that are found,
I buy outside but miss the sweetness profound.
My city I was born with Candy’s so raw
Like the tingly taste of sourness poured.
My city where the best variety of biryani’s served,
Appetizing with spices and flavours savoured.
My city of charming scents of spells
They say who pray here never goes to hell
My city, my roots
Strongly so blend, the streets, the honks,
The vendors and friends
My city is whispers of love, emotions I believe
It is where I woke up to the world and is where I’d fall asleep.

© 2020 Khwabo ka Sapna

Beautiful Jama Masjid in Amroha, Uttar pradesh
More than 100 kgs of biryani cooked at a place.
Prayers on Eid in Amroha

There is a lot to write about the place, I shall make a separate blog for that. Thanks for reading!

Eid Mubarak!

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#haiku

Silence of words! #haiku

Hello All!

Hope you are having a Meaning Monday! So, today, for the first time, I have tried my hands on Haiku writing, And.. am excited to share it with y’all.

I will really appreciate if you read and suggest me if I have gone wrong somewhere or give tips to make it better. Thanks

Much love

“Slates lay before me,
Chalks may break off the silence,
Heart, bereft of words!”

© 2020 Khwabo ka Sapna

Image Credit: Pinterest