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  • ilaa_c 19w

    I made you reappear

    I made you reappear
    In the abyss of my loneliness,
    I made you stand as the accused
    For shattering those hopeful winged dreams of a future which never happened
    ©ilaa_c

  • ilaa_c 19w

    Son of the soil

    My father is a simple man
    Who toils in the fields
    The sweat on his forehead sparkles
    When the field is green gold, as they say
    Then why do I see drops of blood stains
    On his soil speckled shirt
    When he hangs it on an old nail
    Hammered into the peeling wall
    I sometimes ask him,
    "Father , what dreams did you harbour
    When you were young,"
    With a sad smile he answers,
    I am a farmer, my son

  • ilaa_c 19w

    Word Prompt:

    Write a 10 word one-liner on Forgot

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    I forgot the person I was until life happened

  • ilaa_c 20w



    Hope settled in her , In the cold of December
    She watched the snowflakes making patterns On her windows,
    April tiptoed with promises of Spring Blossoms ,
    But the unborn life didn't live to see the light of the day ,
    Her maternal destiny was altered by the voices of society ,
    She surrendered her womb to the scalpel ,
    She searches for him , in the quiet of the darkness ,
    Her tears haven't stopped flowing

  • ilaa_c 20w

    Dreams , wild horses running across the landscape of the soul ,
    Nightmares , demons tearing the fragile fabric of the mind ,
    I then wonder the veracity of sweet dreams
    Sleep , a king ruling over his subjects ,
    His kingdom somewhere between shadow and substance .


    #writersnetwork #miraquill #dreams #ilaa_c #poetry

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    DREAMS

    ©ilaa_c

  • ilaa_c 21w

    Mother

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    Mother

    I listen to your breath,
    It's short now,
    I know you find it difficult to go on
    You seem to get tired easily
    And I search for the beautiful.lady that you were
    Time has ravaged your body
    Time has drawn furrows across your face
    Time tells me that the curtains are about to fall
    But the smile remains
    In the remains of yesterday.
    ©ilaa_c

  • ilaa_c 22w

    Love

    The tinsel blowing listlessly in the wind,
    The celebrations long over
    The dawn a reminder that she had to get up
    And face the day
    Alone
    Her mind flew back to the day when she had believed in the softness of his voice
    The veracity of which could never be confirmed
    Till now
    Years have been folded away in the drawer of life
    But she waits
    In the hope,
    He would come back
    Her empty eyes but speak
    If only someone listened to her broken heart
    The jagged pieces
    For no one knows
    Tears never dry up
    They cascade deep in the heart
    So she waits.
    Should she?
    ©ilaa_c

  • ilaa_c 22w

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    ©ilaa_c
    How long does it take for a mask to become one with the face,
    Do we then even recognise ourselves
    We stop responding to our name
    Because the mask answers
    To the societal voices.
    The illusionary existence of emotions holds true
    Content to be a puppet pulled on a string
    By the one who handles us
    The mask remains firmly in place
    And another day begins.

  • ilaa_c 23w

    Dreams

    Dreams of spinning stories
    From the fabric of life
    Stayed with the longest time with her
    The smell of spices
    The steel of the ladle splattered on those dreams
    The designs inticate
    But she never forgot them
    Now
    Her babies have flown the nest
    She refused to give in to the empty nest syndrome
    For she realised
    That she was now free
    To go and meet the dreams
    The denizens of a distant country
    Once again.

    ©ilaa_c

  • ilaa_c 23w

    Freedom

    The caged bird is haunted by dreams
    Of freedom,
    Her voice carries the longing for the open skies,
    The pleasant trill brings her a reward of a few more grains,
    And then perchance she finds the cage door open,
    She takes flight And Nature welcomes her back,
    Her voice sounds different like magic,
    For isn't that the only way to be ?
    Free......
    ©ilaa_c