Unheard Truths of Life

Noise of hymns, I hear.
Shadows of the past, I have seen.
Ranting of souls, I wonder.
Rumbling of clear water, I fear.
Ethereal blossom of the dead, I smell.
Epiphany about mere existence, I Honor.

Unspoken Words

What is life?
What is the purpose of life?
What happens after life. Mere thought about these questions can be spine-chilling.
The writer is thinking about these questions and expressing the emotional rollercoaster ride as these questions come to mind.
We hear so many songs, about love, about God, about life.
But do they really mean anything or is it just noise.
We make uncountable memories in our life.
I remember sweet memories of childhood.
I can think about those times but never relive it.

Every person has some inner desires.

Some dreams and passions, which they wanted to fulfil but could never do.

Is it because they didn't do enough or is it because it was never meant to happen.

Who knows.

Sometimes everything looks so beautiful yet feels surreal.

Everything goes smooth. Yet I fear something might spoil this moment.

Is it a calm before storm.

Everything seems beautiful, but then you never know what bad might happen.

If life has a beginning ..it will certainly have an end.

But it is up to us how we live. We can make life happy journey for ourselves and others.

We can stay content with what we get or regret about unfulfilled dreams.

It doesn't matter how we live it.

Everything will end some day. And nobody knows the other side of it.

The Impossible

I hear strange voices in an empty room, filled with feelings.
I feel the cold breeze in a warm desert.
I have been to places where starlight mingles with a fully cloudy sky.
I have looked at the afternoon sun with bare eyes.
I feel the airs of heaven in this cruel sky.
I have witnessed the heart of gold with a wicked smile.

The Unspoken Words

This particular poem is really close to my heart.

In this poem as the title says the writer is trying to experience the "IMPOSSIBLE".

The above statement is an irony in itself.

The poet is in a zone of Uncertainty and unattainability.

Every line of this poem is contradictory to the world.

She has heard voices in a room where no one is present.

She has felt a draft of cold air of in a hot desert.

When the sky is fully cloudy there is no scope of stars or starlight but here poet has been to such places.

Such statement is a contradiction to itself.

You can never look at the bright afternoon sun with your bare eyes again "Impossible".

The poet claims that she has experienced heaven in this cruel world.

And last but not the least, the biggest irony of all

witnessed a person so genuine and pure basically a gem

with a "wicked" smile.

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