Stardust collected was found in crumbled pages of books, for I traveled in all the times through them.
love
Beauty Inside Out
Brushes of Golden spark,
Igniting enigmatic eyes….
Bringing out the beauty inside out.
Often they say “you’re beautiful”,
Seldom they mean…
Invariably unfailingly they match beauty inside and out.
Capricious souls, always on lookout
Claiming to love roses with thorns…
Petrified with inside beauty if blown out.
Malignant steps attempting to curb the blaze
Demanding normality…
For they dread the glowing light shining out
It’s time to oppose the crowd
Leaving those hollow soothings unanswered…
Use that helpless wonder for the fears to break out.
As the sun sets to rest
Glorious reality checking in…
Take that burning desire to shine from inside and out.
दुआ (Blessing)
हर वो शख्स जो गवाह था मेरे बिखर जाने का,
तूझे दुआ दे गया किसी ओर को पाने की…
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Each one of them who witnessed me crumbling into pieces because of you,
Beseeched God to bless you with someone else.
Happy Women’s Day
One more time
I drowned in emotions
One more time they were
Deeper than the grieving oceans
Knees on ground
Head bowed down
A hard slap on my earnest devotion
Miracle struck
In the midst of treacheries
A firm grip tore down my story’s convolutions
Was it a man?
Was it an angel?
That strong zeal could lead the mountains in motion
Well, it was a ‘she’
A fearless warrior,
a fire worth creating & destroying a life
Carrying enormous amount of love potion…
……..
Happy women’s day to all the lovely ladies and to all the Men loving supporting and respecting her. Love to all
What is Beauty?
What is a definition of Beauty?
A child , who according to the unparalleled standards & concocted perpetual thoughts of society is ugly, is the most beautiful infant to his own mother.
Then who has the ownership to be right?
The Society or the Mother??
Everyone has a different point of view of weighing beauty. And so should understand that inner beauty will always outrun the outside beauty.
This perishable body and it’s beauty will degrade with age while inner fairness will going to sustain.
This is a universal truth observed & known by many but understood & implemented only by few.
Humans themselves can’t analyze what they want from their lives, why they do things in a certain way then how can they understand the beauty of others and that’s why they take outer beauty as a reflection of inner one.
Apparently their thoughts are constricted to a limit and are not capable to comprehend it beyond that.
A butterfly never knew it looked way too plain in it’s growing years yet it traveled the journey without any resentment towards those established fairness class. That’s because no one told that little fellow that “you’re ugly in our society”. It completed the transformation with a refined dignity as it should be. There was a goal it had to reach to and attaining a beautiful exterior was never on the list.
People today are busy in keeping themselves pretty that they forgot their life has some purpose. Growing children and teenage are focusing on gaining attention through superficial looks rather concentrating on one’s goal, or the hard work which would make them stand apart, which apparently help them finding their own uniqueness.
Everybody says -Yes inner beauty is something you should look for, hearts are beautiful not the faces,
but exactly how many people keep these things in their minds and for how long?
They read, nod, agree, think for a little while and then forget. It’s true shining objects catches your attention instantly but is that it? Is there nothing else beyond that? I don’t think society will ever be free of this pretentious cage.
Beauty standards will keep on going higher but I just hope moral standards doesn’t lose the edge.
Map of Heart
Step step
I walk the path
Spread charm in a world
That is you.
Ensuingly,
I cover the map of your heart.
Repressed Protection
They said protect what you love.
I did.
In that process I invariably failed to protect the organ that bears love.
A Vase – Not as we know it…
I stood on my ground,
Firm
Unmoved
Unstirred
Untouched
Dispassionate
Though rooted.
Emptying myself to hold you, your essence, your whims
And your predilection for temporary fancy pleasures.
Placing foreign fragrance into my chest
Everyday…
For you!
New exotic flowers (temptations) were always your attraction
Over a perennial beauty of a familiar ordinary comforter …sorry, a container.
Dealing with your greed to stay by your side
I accepted many just to be accepted by you once.
And then one day
I was broken…
Just like Trust
The one that can never be back as same again
Yet was afraid to hurt you and
Never once I winced when you tip toed to save yourself
I only wished to be fixed.
All that time!
A crying help to be tried one more time
May be…may be after that
I become the one I was before
I serve the same purpose again
May be then You won’t get rid of me
Yes… I was broken yet wanted to be fixed
For you!
You know what the worse part was – I couldn’t be fixed, even if I wanted to.
Too broken to be reconciled…
Too late to be accepted…
Yet Too soon to take a detour
From your life.
I wasn’t your everyday flower but I held them all for you everyday
Just to be with you.
DOLL
Friend 1: Hey! Did you notice? He had saved his girl’s name as ‘Doll’ in his phone. Omg! It’s so amazing. Don’t you expect the same from your future husband?
Friend 2: Yes. Very much. I’d love if his phone flashes ‘My Doll’ for our daughter.
Naked
Brimming with tears, a couple lost a kid again.
“I don’t think adoption should even be allowed in our society for LGBT community.
Please leave our kids alone” reprimanded an obtuse Orphanage official.
Naked loveless truth of the society smirked at parents while that little one behind the doors quietly disengaged his crossed fingers.