The days of heart-break and pain,
every time it told a new story,
unrequited love,
loosened grip on destiny,
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wild heart,
it now belongs to another era,
dusting every pain with a sprinkle of salt,
flushing the scars,
a smile to bury the disappointment,
turning the leaf of time,
carefree days,
exploring the soul,
letting loose,
it pulls every time like a magnet,
every single second counted,
verging on extremities,
losing one’s way,
to the flavor of alcohol,
hurt,
love,
sadness,
disappointment,
never shied away to burn the tongue,
blood tasted like water,
madness,
unquenched thirst,
tripping on the wet road to hold rain drop inside the palm,
it bore no shame,
a song for every occasion,
drenched in every sauce,
left behind in memory’s trove.
Love
V
Very poignant …direct dil se , I guess
Thanks so much Haseena. The starting lines struck inside my head yesterday night.
Holy moly! That was like you ripped out the heart and flayed it open for the pain to sleep out. Beautiful
Seep out, I meant. Damn autocorrect stole my thunder
Hi, Pradita!!!! It sure tons for you understood the words and the drift. Koi baat nahin aise bare deshon mein aisi choti si typo hote rehte hai 🙂
Ji Bilkul 🤣
Cheerio 🙂
🙏
🙂
Fantastic and moving Vishal. I love it.
Thanks so much AL. Glad to see you and means a lot to me:)
Wow! An amazing piece , so deep! Well done Vishal!!
Thanks ton Radhika. Glad you could relate to my attempted intense piece. Lovely to see you visit:)
That’s painfully beautiful…
Thanks so much for seeing it that way. I love this description: painfully beautiful 🙂
poignant and beutiful….this peice goes somewhere deep and moves something that was sleeping inside.
Thanks N. The first line just came yesterday night while smoking and I am like, wanna weave something, a combination of carefree days and unafraid of failing. There are so many things that sleep inside all of us that we need to get out. Poetry and stories can be so therapeutic 🙂 Your words made the day.
True! Most welcome.
Tankoo. Always a pleasure sharing on blog, N. Howz it going in Pune?
Made me sick, had to come home to my folks for a while
Hope you are better now. Where you working and stay in Pune?
I am, thank you. I am still looking for work in Pune, let’s see. Staying in different Air BNBs for now.
That’s interesting. Hope things work out for you, Niharika and I am sure you will get the best. Happy Independence Day 🙂
To You too 🙂
Cheerz. Hope you had a good one 🙂
I did. 🙂
That’s good to hear. Mine was good, too 🙂
Hope you get better work and good flat to stay 👍
Thank you, Vishal. 🙂
Stay blessed N. Though I am no longer in India, I can give you inputs if needed in the city, Feel free 🙂
That would be really helpful, Thank you.
I will get back to you on that.
You are alway welcome, N 🙂
as an amateur writer, I had to google some words, and the beauty of pain started unfolding,
and it touched more as it is quite relatable! too good👌🏻
Wow! I am amazed how google brought you here. I am glad we could connect through this poem. Most welcome and keep visiting. It made my day 🙂
Wow – so much emotion in your words, yet as always – stunning in the midst of despair. Powerful poet that you are Vishal x
Thanks so much Hayley for every word of yours is worth gold. Sometimes as we look back, we become so helpless and how much we have changed over the years.
My pleasure Vishal, and thank you in return for your kind compliment. Your words ring true – in those helpless moments, true gems of wisdom are birthed. Wishing you a magical day my friend xx
It’s always a pleasure Hayley. It is during the times of pain that we need take a backseat, figure things out and weaving gems. A magical day, too.
xoxo.
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beautiful!
Thanks you!