The Mirage called Love.

Under the silver twilight love walks away
The silhouette growing smaller
Disappearing in the oblivion.
Leaving behind a storm of darkness.
Giving a feel of a hundred arrows
piercing at once
That’s when the heart looks inside the void
And wonders what had created the chaos
What churned the life for a lifetime
Pursuing bliss ephemeral,
Is love for real or just an illusion
Or mere delusion
Or fancy of a youthful heart
Or a myth of folklores.
For if love was real
Then why it proves a travesty
Doesn’t love make you smile,
When you first feel the vibe,
Exuding an aura of bliss and joy
Then why does it fade away ?
if altruistic emotions are its creations
why does it wax and wane
and hides behind shades
turning into a stranger ,
to the one whose space it occupied .
the weight of which felt ,
only once gone ,
Carving deep impressions,
leaving a heart undulated for life.

Brief Notes on a Suicide Foretold

When you wave goodbye to the World,

for the last time,

don’t tell them that you’ll never be back;

It only makes the world sad

to hear such things,makes it feel

sadder than it already is;

So when you do wave goodbye,

goodbye, goodbye, forever and anon,

don’t tell them anything except

that you’re looking forward to some

time away and having a great time,

and that you’ll write.

With You, Without You

Without crossing the groundsill,
without dropping the bounties,
standing in your roofless house,
my eyes are watching arid clouds.

The bloom of youth no longer blooms,
has lost fragrance in your absence;
With some hope still in my heart and
an eternal wait in fate, I’m in your land.

But surely, the wind is in my favour,
this sky with open arms harbours;
They never block my path leading to you
nor abandons me and my search for you.

A wait so primal but so pristine,
a longing so tiring still clinging;
In an endless procession of nothingness,
one’s absence becomes one’s presence.

Copyright © November 2019 DrNikhat Bano All rights reservedff

Astrological predictions

That peaceful day
When war had not coloured the sky, then
Like a black soot
When there was no noise of the falling shells
Or shooting of guns across the borders; Or
The agonies of the dying soldiers, or
The wailing of mother for her sons; or
When I had not volunteered in the army
There, on that shining day of my childhood
I had seen an old dilapidated wall
By the side of an old country road
There, from the broken walls
Beautiful flowers were peeping the crevices

Now those memories only remains
I am still to find that decaying house
Where I could see the smiling flowers
Budding from the crevices of the wall
Taking my heart by all its colourful beauty

What remains here now, is
But, a dead silence
Hollowing my thoughts –
All ashes, all crumpled walls

Arrayed into the night sky
I could see those flowers
Making astrological predictions for safety

Nothing is new

A LOOK AT LIFE-49
BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY

Everything therein
yesterday, today and tomorrow
what happened, what is happening
and what will happen
the past, present and future
the jellyfish evolved man and godhood
all there in

Nothing is new
nothing like inventing
only rediscovering things
that already exist
nothing like evolving
only knowing oneself
knowing one’s real nature
that he in fact is

When a part of reality manifests
someone in perfect tune conceives
and a law of gravitation
a theory of relativity
comes into our domain
which are there long since

Everything there in the brain
but under lock and key
when someone unlocks
the lock in the spine
raises his consciousness from
the mundane to divine
he gets access to the ocean of knowledge
already there and becomes
a valmiki, a basista
an evolved and enlightened one
god in fact

copyright@smrutiranjan 16.11.2017

The Chosen one

Somewhere within me, there is a relief
When the corners of the eyes ache
As the waters warm, with grief,
Fill in for the immortal love’s sake

With the frequent and swift pace
Toiling… to be remained inside
Or roll over, making ways
As the ferocious waves burst wild

And the Hurricane which allies
With the distinct base
That has fallen in the eyes
Soothes either ways

Whether the sets of the tear-drops
Carry images of the past whiles
Making jovial as the rain drops
And bring breath to the smiles

Or they travel in forlorn
In the wretched city
Making the soul feel torn
For the eternal verity

As the heart knows well
Itself has chosen the substance
Wanting to be in the spell
With its not-ending endurance!

O! Life

O! Life,

One summer afternoon,
Suddenly, without purpose, but for a reason,
No prior appointment,
Like two strangers,
You met me suddenly,
I couldn’t see your face even,
Those few minutes together,
Without any intention,
Without any planning,
Without any idea,
But, destined to be,
Transformed my life forever;
Initially, you were not beautiful to me,
But gradually,
Your sweet voice,
Your infectious smile,
Your catchy laugh,
Your deep eyes,
Your unique style,
Your mysterious behaviour,
Your positive attitude & you,
Aye, you,
Won over me,
I suddenly realised
No one was ever beautiful as you,
No one ever loved me as you,
No one was ever important as you..
You, you became the best part of me.

No, not a single moment
Was without you, only you
The most adorable, the most sought after,
I couldn’t find anyone else except you,
Even in my sleep
Only you, you were visible.
You became my dreams, my wish, my desire, my aspiration,
You are and you will be.

It’s an agreement for eternity
And beyond that,
Whatever you say or do,
You’ve been locked up here, for ever
In the cell of my heart,
Ya, Cardio Queen.

© Khaleeq

Two dead souls together

A part of me is dead..you said,
A part of me is dead too
you see I want to tell you.
Can’t two dead people come together,
And become alive once more.
Love is an illusion you feel,
Love is a pain I say,
Can’t we bring to life,two souls in pain,
to create a smiling life .
You negate hopes,
I promote togetherness.
I envisage a day when two aliens
To each other,shall be whole again.
A part of you always lives,
In this cosmos,they say.
May be for a purpose.
Universe with its black holes,
Probably pulsates with these parts
And life breathes on somewhere,far away.
Two negatives join in to become a positive,
Lets try to spread some radiance, once again.,
Till we get eclipse again.

The Lingering Pain Of Silence


1
speak not, for my tongue is numbed with lips that are closed
my words in my throat, holding back a breath indisposed
thoughts pondering, finding lost words to shout my pains
only the dust of time from the past left a choice without refrains
2
whirling around in my own space that holds me still
my body hollowed with so much emptiness, i need to fill
i gather the pieces of my shattered moments to mold back again
wishing to burn within the silence of my lingering pain
3
like the ocean in its deepest, my soul breathes out a distant sigh
from the freezing cold waters, teardrops mounted upon the sky.
unto the shoulder of the dark clouds, i rendered my burden
when it rains once again, let me drench from tears of heaven.
4
the shivering cold i feel brings me back the memories,
i have you beside me, warmed by your arms, to tell my stories
i open my lips for a little smile, coz it’s you that i see
awakened from a wink of my eyes, there was no one but me
5
how i wish to be seeing you from the places that surround me
where we giggle and laugh, fumble and feeble with glee
it is always you, the soul of my soul my mysterious glory
let me be a part of you though we travel in all of life’s misery
6
with you is the joy i behold without regrets and without compare
all the truth and lies in this earthen imperfection i dare
slumber and drunk with my brokenness i forebear falling
found myself lost and alone, it is you that i am calling
7
keep filling myself with nothing, but only the thoughts of you
broken pieces to keep me whole again from that shattered hue
i remained in the silence of my lingering pain and speak no more
till i hold you back to stay within my embrace forevermore
8
hear me, dear, the sigh of my endearing whispers of pain
tears never stop like the rains tapping my windowpane
burying me deep away from my own self and my own sanity
far far away that brings me out and beyond eternity
9
lost …lost into the darkened deep, till nothin of me can be found
no footprints nor my ashes from every traces of the ground
i am nothing now but the wind touching your skin
touching your lips, with that alluring smile of a silly grin

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