Posted: 3 years ago

Originally posted by Viswasruti


Wonderful poem Vyapti, relevant to the present situation. 👏

These cruel heart breakers are big losers. They'll never know the real beauty of a woman's heart. 

nice thoughts madhu di 👏

Posted: 3 years ago

Eyelock 


I will not say sorry.

Whatever I have said

Has hurt you.

It ought to.

But pain is all I have,

I can offer you that only.

You are thirsty

Thirsty for my love.

Whatever I offer you

To you it symbolizes love.

Be it pain, insult, ridicule

Or the occasional smile.


What was that in your eyes?

Pain?

Pain of separation?

Or pain of helplessness?

You helplessly wanted

To stop me from getting hurt

And yet.


So strange is not it?

You are respected

You respect me

But I am not respected.


Love has made you vulnerable.

Or has it made you strong?


Do not you feel betrayed

Even for a second?

The woman who was

A source of inspiration for you

Has become a volcano of pain.

Do not you feel betrayed?


I feel as if

You feel glad for this.

You are grateful to love

For giving this soul stirring pain.


Never before

Have I seen you

This forlorn.

Is it because

You are no longer afraid

To express it?

Or is it because

Now I can observe it

Because now I am aware

Of the right

To observe it?


Your sweet voice

Felt forlorn.

Your jokes seemed forced.

You were trying hard

To find out that lost smile

That unruly smile of mine.


I could not stare at your eyes

For more than a moment.

A burning sensation

In the heart

Forced me to lower my eyes.

Or is that

What the poets call

A woman's embarrassment?


I felt like

Breaking down

The glass wall

That separates us.

I got enraged.

Why is the glass wall

There between us?

When we

Desire each other

So deeply?

Who is responsible

For it?

I do not know.

That ignorance

Transformed into a rage

To myself

And burnt my heart.


But your lovelorn eyes

Spoke a thousand unspoken words.

It said

"I will never judge you.

I will always love you

No matter what."

Posted: 3 years ago

Originally posted by vyapti


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Question


You think

You have won 

In this game of love?

No Dear,

You are mistaken.

You are

You were

And you always will be

A loser.

You have tried all your strengths,

You have tried all your tricks,

You have even erased my existence

Completely.

Yet that non existent me

Continues to love you.

Which victory can be sweeter than this?




Empathy


Leave a kiss below my eyes,

Your thirst will be quenched

By my tears.

I will feel the glow of your lips

On my eyes.

Will I get out of this maze

Of dream and nightmare?

I no longer want to know.

Because our feet are red

By the same thorns.




Submission


"Your hands are so beautiful!"

 

You find these hands beautiful!

Really?

You want to paint these hands.

But why?

These tender hands will be of no use to you.

They only long for your beauty.

They want to touch you

To feel you

To lose themselves in you.

You fight

You fight with the world

You take all the pain on yourself

To shelter me.

You have so many choices.

So many women are waiting to be

Your life partner.

If I were not selfish

I would say

“Go marry one of them.

They will be your true partner.

They will fight alongside you.”

But that too I cannot utter

Because

I cannot live

Without you.

You long for

Selfless love.

Even that

I cannot give you.

Do you love me

Out of sympathy?

Because this destitute needs you?

After all your kindness is well known.

 

But even that is not true.

A love based on sympathy alone

Cannot be so deep.

My insult

My tears

My smile

Everything echoes in your whole being.

Love blinds people,

But you are above that.

Then why?

 

“I give myself to you

Because

Only you are worthy of it.

Because

You can look into my eyes.

You are the love that I long for.

Come dear

Let me find myself again

In your embrace.”

 

Dearest!!




Oneness

 

“Feel the love

Within your heart

And see

Even this logic of

Game of love

Will get invalid.”

 

Wow, what a logic!


But this logic

Lacks the power

To touch me.

 

Do you know why?

 

My love,

I know

You love my stubbornness.

That’s why

Whenever I try to hurt you

Your lips lighten up with smile.

 

The fear of causing pain

Just vanishes into thin air.

I remember

Whether anyone else understands or not

There is someone

Who always understands

What an unbearable pain

Gets expressed through this anger!

 

Securing me in his embrace

Planting a kiss on my forehead

He says

“I love you,

I love you Dearest,

With all your imperfections.”

 


So beautiful. So inspiring. ❤️

Posted: 3 years ago

Fragrance


I will go to a different world

Where there will not be

Any single person in between.

I will lose myself

In the woods that are

Lovely dark and deep.


The promises that are to keep

Will loosen themselves from the branches,

Fall one by one like raindrops.

Pristine white drops of flower

Lie on the earth

Surround the tree.

The scent of rain soaked earth

Will enchant the forest.


I am running

In between the trees

The sky hidden between

The canopy of leaves.

The sunrays playing hide n seek.


I am on a swing,

You come from behind

Cover my eyes.

" Who am I?"

You ask.

"The one with soft hands"

I retort.

You pick up

A mud soaked pink flower

And put it on my entangled hairs.

Playing with mud wearing those

Expensive clothes!


The leaves start to murmur

The trance is over

Was it all a dream?

I look for the flower in my hair,

It is not there.

"Come once again.

Tell me it is not a dream."

I murmur silently.


I look around

Find nothing.

But my whole body is

Emitting the fragrance of that flower

The familiar yet unfamiliar fragrance

That marks you

Wherever you go.

Edited by vyapti - 1 years ago
Posted: 3 years ago

Barrier


The love symbol
Still has an effect on me.
Though at this moment
I want to punch you hard
On nose.
You revengeful!
Do you have no other business?
Always torturing me?
You fool!

How many times
Have I asked you to kill me?
You did not.
You shall not
No not so early.

You will keep me
In this torture chamber
Smear me with love.
Then the moment
I begin to think
That you are mine
I shudder.

I have been sentenced to
Imprisonment with hard labour
For what crime
I don't know.
Yet I am in love
With the jailor.
He loves me with everything
And yet tortures me.

Why dear?
Who knows?
Because I have dared to love you?
Forgetting the gap
That can not be bridged.
Because I have dared to question you?
Your justice.
Because I have dared to indulge myself?
Forgetting the hard labour.

Every pain that gets
Inflicted here
Hurts you.
Is that why
It hurts me so much?
Why can not I forget it?

Oblivious to the pain
They make merry.
Why can not I?
Give me a painkiller.
No I won't take it
I will suffer with you
All the pain we inflict on each other.

But then
They make merry
Take painkiller
Do hard labour
Alleviate your pain.
I can feel the pain
Can burn in it
But can not cure it
Not even a drop.

I will leave this pain behind.
Let us go elsewhere.
There in my closed eyes
You sing lullaby
"I have never tasted such love
Don't leave me."

Then at that very moment
I remember them
The debts I carry.

How can I indulge in love
They are rotting there.
They toil day and night
Make the staircase
Through which we escape
The walls of the prison.
Guilt engulfs me,
Where are you?

I return there.
Try to lessen their pain.
It lessens.
Then suddenly
At some moment
I hurt them.
The painful shriek.
I should leave them alone
And come with you.

Why do you
Love this failure
In spite of everything?

Posted: 3 years ago

Originally posted by vyapti


Barrier


The love symbol
Still has an effect on me.
Though at this moment
I want to punch you hard
On nose.
You revengeful!
Do you have no other business?
Always torturing me?
You fool!

How many times
Have I asked you to kill me?
You did not.
You shall not
No not so early.

You will keep me
In this torture chamber
Smear me with love.
Then the moment
I begin to think
That you are mine
I shudder.

I have been sentenced to
Imprisonment with hard labour
For what crime
I don't know.
Yet I am in love
With the jailor.
He loves me with everything
And yet tortures me.

Why dear?
Who knows?
Because I have dared to love you?
Forgetting the gap
That can not be bridged.
Because I have dared to question you?
Your justice.
Because I have dared to indulge myself?
Forgetting the hard labour.

Every pain that gets
Inflicted here
Hurts you.
Is that why
It hurts me so much?
Why can not I forget it?

Oblivious to the pain
They make merry.
Why can not I?
Give me a painkiller.
No I won't take it
I will suffer with you
All the pain we inflict on each other.

But then
They make merry
Take painkiller
Do hard labour
Alleviate your pain.
I can feel the pain
Can burn in it
But can not cure it
Not even a drop.

I will leave this pain behind.
Let us go elsewhere.
There in my closed eyes
You sing lullaby
"I have never tasted such love
Don't leave me."

Then at that very moment
I remember them
The debts I carry.

How can I indulge in love
They are rotting there.
They toil day and night
Make the staircase
Through which we escape
The walls of the prison.
Guilt engulfs me,
Where are you?

I return there.
Try to lessen their pain.
It lessens.
Then suddenly
At some moment
I hurt them.
The painful shriek.
I should leave them alone
And come with you.

Why do you
Love this failure
In spite of everything?

Vyapti, poetry, which can be recognized as one of the oldest healing arts that have been utilized across many different cultures throughout history!  As long as people suffer, there will be poetry, in a way expressiveness is nothing but a healing process,it provides an emotional release. 🤗 

All these poems are highly meaningful and greatly expressed ones Vyapti. If possible, please try to compile these poems and shift these to Fanfiction's new Site. If you need any help I will be there for you. These are worth preserving I strongly believe. 

Posted: 3 years ago

Originally posted by Viswasruti


Vyapti, poetry, which can be recognized as one of the oldest healing arts that have been utilized across many different cultures throughout history!  As long as people suffer, there will be poetry, in a way expressiveness is nothing but a healing process,it provides an emotional release. 🤗 

All these poems are highly meaningful and greatly expressed ones Vyapti. If possible, please try to compile these poems and shift these to Fanfiction's new Site. If you need any help I will be there for you. These are worth preserving I strongly believe. 

Thank you Madhuri. ❤️🥳

As of now I am very busy. Hope I will have the required time to do so very soon.

Posted: 3 years ago

Originally posted by vyapti


Thank you Madhuri. ❤️🥳

As of now I am very busy. Hope I will have the required time to do so very soon.

I really missed your detailed comments Madhuri.

Edited by vyapti - 3 years ago
Posted: 2 years ago

Death


"Mother!"

Don't dare you call me mother!

From now on I will kill you

Each and everyone of you

Before you are born.


They say motherhood is a blessing.

I say

It is a curse

The worst curse of all!

One day I suckled you

That stops me from killing you

Only if I could!


To me

You are my son.

To you I am a thing

A vulnerable thing

To be exploited at will.

An object of mudslinging!

You fight with each other

No you don't fight with each other!

For you the only way of fighting

Is to hurl abuse at the mother.


Better perhaps

It doesn't reach her ear!

If it is a fight between

You and her

It hurts your manliness

To accept defeat.

You are only left with

One single way

To assert your manliness

The way you love so much!


We cower down.

We are cursed

Cursed with motherhood.

A curse that doesn't leave us

Even for a second.

We can not fight

A child is tied to us

Lest it be hurt.


So I am telling you

Don't call me mother.

Call me a corpse

Dear vulture,

That is what I am!

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