Nostalgia

 A Trip Down the Memory Lane

Haphazardly I went from the woods of barren land

Seeing the worst of nightmares

The cries of lost fertility crave for freedom

I plead for an Arcadian(idea of life believed to be perfect) town in this fleeting livelihood

Where effervescent(blooming) is nowhere to be seen

UNSPOKEN WORDS

Do you remember a place from your childhood, that used to be filled with joy and happiness?

Perhaps lush green lands, gardens blooming with flowers.

Or farms decorated in gold of sunflower or wheat.

That smell of soil after rains.

Wasn't it all so serene.

But with time, it lost all its charms.

The happiness and colours turned dull.

The writer is trying to tell about such a place close to her heart.

The writer says that she came to such a place after a long time and cannot believe what had happened to the wonderful place.

She uneasily went through the place.

Where there used to be tall green trees, now lies a barren land which has nothing but just sand left.

Even in her worst nightmares, she could not imagine that this place, which was the source of livelihood of tireless farmers, is now infertile.

The land now seems to be crying about its lost glory.

The town is filled with nothing but a gloomy silence.

All that the writer wishes is that somehow that old calmness and joy would return in this town which is no longer present.

She wishes somehow the soil turns fertile and the people of the town get back their livelihood and happiness.

She hopes to see this town just like it was during her childhood.   

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The circus of Life

LIFE AS WE KNOW IT

Hope is no longer the same.

Longing onto seems like a job in vain.

The zeal of living is no longer the same.

Faking it seems like an act in vain.

The beauty of the dreams is no longer the same.

Appreciating it seems like a talk in vain.

The warmth of happiness is no longer the same.

Feeling the aura of it seems like a shot in vain.

Unspoken Words

Life is full of ups and downs.

 It can take many twists and turns. 

Throughout this journey, hope is the most important thing that stays with. Hope helps us live through tough phases and wait for happy times. 

But how long can one hope? How long can one wait for things to change? 

The writer is trying to express the fight she is fighting within her mind where her hopes of something good happening in life is diminishing fast.

The writer says that her hopes are no longer high. 

She has been holding onto hopes of good times to come for so long but now it all seems vain.

She has been living her life full of passion, full of hopes of great things happening.

 She might be sad, her heart may be heavy but she would carry a smile on her face. 

But now it seems futile.

 It is hard to fake a smile anymore.

She had so many dreams of doing great things in life.

 She had planned great things for herself.

 But now it seems like the world of dreams is crashing down. 

She can no longer talk about its beauty as they are slowly turning into a nightmare.

She was once encircled with happy thoughts. Filled with joy. 

There were once warm feelings in her heart about life. 

But now it is the all cold harsh reality. 

The reality from which she has been trying to run away but she can't. 

The sadness has taken over all the hopes and all her thoughts of happiness are in vain.

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The real Shadow of you

                                                       
                                   The  Dark recesses of my Heart

In the corners of my heart.

I have seen a different shadow of me.

A diminishing timid picture of me.

A soul trying to reach out to someone.

A will trying to open up to someone.

A hope to let go that sinking feeling I have been holding onto for so long.

An urge to be able to express more.

An inexplicable thought behind the deepest sorrows I hold.

I write several things, be it shayris, poems, quotes, thought of the day, life situations I face on day to day basis.

This particular poem is my most prized possession.

I really don't know why but I feel connected to it.

It reflects me.

I had the same kind of thoughts a while back

and 

Sometimes

I get them now as well.

This poem truly shows the dark recesses of my heart.

I have no shame in admitting that I feel like that.

There is really nothing wrong in feeling lost at some point.

Many of us go through that kind of phases.

This particular poem is self-explanatory.

It is very difficult for her to express why she has all those feelings.

She is sinking into her own thoughts and sadness.

She lives in a world which has been mean to her.

She has been betrayed in her life so it is difficult for her to trust someone again.

Betrayal leaves scars which are difficult to heal.

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