अब बात ही कहां करते हैं?
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my_escape 15w
जब मिलते थे उन दिनों, बात करना तो बहाना हुआ करता था और तुम्हे सतत देखते रहना उद्येस्य।
अब नजरे ही मिला नहीं पाते, मानों प्यार गुनाह हो जैसे।
बातें सारी अनकही रह जाती हैं, और खामोशी अब तुम समझ नही पाते, मानो जैसे मेरी खामोशी की आदत हो गई हो तुम्हें।
तब बहाने ढूंढते रहते, और अब जब बहाने करने की जरूरत नहीं, फिर कहां गुम हैं हम?
आज भी तुम्हारे कमरे के उसी कोने में हमारी बातें और हम थमे हैं, तुम्हे ढूंढ नहीं पा रहे, आगे बढ़ना जो तुम्हे पसंद है।
प्यार है तुम्हे? ये न तुम कभी बताओगे और न हम कभी पूछेंगे,
हां, पहले बातों से पता करते थे, और अब बात ही कहां करते हैं?
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my_escape 15w
Despair in the core
And screams of silence
Castle built over years' adore
Has lost it's essence...
Forging into nowhere
Yet somewhere I have to,
In the dunes of sand, bare
I wonder where it's upto?
Why nothing feels alright?
When love was the intent,
Why happiness seems a fright?
How tragic is the present!
The clinks of wind chimes
Reminds me of the breeze
Now all the good times
Are at inaccessible degrees
Beheaded is the joy
And fury run in the veins
I shout out void coy
Only anguish pertains!
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©my_escapeVoid
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my_escape 28w
Acceptance
And when I thought
Everything was falling apart
I heard faint voices
Not in words of bunch
But in core of my heart.
And I could retrieve
The lost ME.
In the crowd
Of thousands,
Where one's existence
Is quite alien,
I dared to keep up my spirit
Amidst of incessant worries.
And bashing down
All insecurities,
And the unceasing quest
Of acceptance by the world
Suddenly headed towards closure.
Because acceptance by self
Felt justified,
When no one dared
To be empathetic.
The world could be
A horrid cave
Or a blissful space
And what makes it up
Is your mindset.
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my_escape 39w
The paradox
Amidst of all the chaos
There's a spine chilling silence
That stabs me every second
Demanding an interrogation
Of what now, if yes then where and how?
And I have answers for all
But not lucid enough to be executed.
The irony is that
Both agreement and refusal are acceptable
But I cannot do either
Cuz neither of these
Will make me at peace and ease
Instead will be the dreaded roots
Of all the upcoming worries
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my_escape 43w
A promise unfulfilled
May be in the whole lifetime
We meet someday
Under the blue sky
Or in the darkest of the night
And have a zillion thoughts in our minds
To share and to enquire too
But choose to be silent instead.
In that second of the hour
When realisation struck us hard
The moment, our presence there
Will either kill or heal us entirely.
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my_escape 59w
And when I thought
It's getting all messier
With all the silent screams
Dark horrid thoughts crowded
My mindspace to utter extremes
He was rather a beautiful calm
Taking a break from the world
To focus for the better was his norm
And love was never low
Even in the mid of storm
In the faintest of voice
And with a simple smile
He described all of these
As phases of time and life
That bend us to indifferent degrees
Uncertainties will be settled
So will the situations
Losing hope is a fool's job, he said
I cried, let's fly together to the horizon
And he calmly denied
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©my_escapeHolding on
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my_escape 60w
I still hope
We meet here
At sunrise
To see divine rays
Of hope and love
I still hope
We meet here
At sunset
To blind our sufferings
And all that led
To misunderstandings
And drink the potion
Of bliss and serenity
©my_escape©my_escape
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my_escape 66w
Being a bird
A year I thought,
But it was actually more.
When suddenly no situations
Seemed perfect
Without having imagined
You in the plot.
If you cannot love me
In whole or till infinity,
Try understanding me
At least in fractions,
Which is solely enough for a sky
That I dream to fly in
With grace and love.
Even if the ending isn't togetherness,
There would be moments
When I would be alive actually!
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my_escape 71w
Sometimes
Sometimes ego
Sometimes difficult situations
Sometimes misunderstandings
Sometimes self doubts
Sometimes selfless thoughts
Sometimes a big question- Does he/she feels the same way?
And thousands of emotions are left unsaid
The beautiful canvas which could be built
Now remains the disheartened ugly clay
Which could be mend into one
But not the real elegant one.
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my_escape 76w
How would our life be?
Driving down a path unknown
For it is destined to somewhere
Yet it only matters
If the destination means something
How about we pause and reboot ourselves?
Where will it lead to?
To recoveries will it signify
Or it would latch us up again
With our utter failures?
Where do we stand exactly?
For grounds always vary
For all human beings
And no one can actually stand
On the exact view of mind
Is it fine to feel lost?
Or is it a state of depressed mind?
Why loneliness is always considered horrid?
For it makes us unsocial in the social world
While sometimes it's filled with peace and gratitude as well
©my_escapeLost somewhere
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Teri Yaad..
Khwaabon ke parinde hakeekat ka asmaa..
Tanhaan hai musafir..tanha hai ye samaa..
Guzroon jab bhi in raahon se..yahan meri manzilein kahan..
Jiski aankhon main tha dhoondhta saare jahaan ki khushiyaan..
Dekhti hongi wo nigaahein raahein teri ab kahan..
Thehra kahan hai kabhi par wakt kisi ke vaaste..
Chal raha hai musafir tanha hakeekat ke raaste..
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lonethinker 29w
I recall the time I walk with no head
between my shoulders
all the things I cannot retrieve
which the rain washed it out,
the clouds have fogged
images to dust and
leaving my senses rusty.
The only steadyness remains was
the ticking sound of my watch
Not much things seeps in and
Probably it became a taught art
something tied to me, maybe
I tied myself to.
#irecallcall the things
I cannot retrieve
which the rain washed it
out,
the clouds have fogged
images to dust and
leaving my senses
rusty.
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Rusted broken shackles
shackles free from ancient gyves
gyves that bounds no more
more notes falling through cracks
cracks that were helpful before you were emancipated
Emancipated you stand
stand being a guest to the free world
world where you are moving towards future
future is what lies ahead
Ahead from the past and the present
present seems delusional
delusional in mirrored world we live.
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ehsaas007 48w
Zaroori To Nahi..
Wakt ke har lamhe mein kuch hasil ho..
Ye zaroori to nahi..
Khwaabon ke musafir ko hakeekat ki duniya zaroori to nahi..
Gumraah hain raahon mein yahan to sabhi..
Mein bhi rasta poochoon ye zaroori to nahi..
Dard likh likh ke mitana bhi ik tareeka hai..
Har marz ki dawa ho ye zaroori to nahi..
Daayra soch ka sabki alag hota hai..
Tu bhi soche meri tarha ye Zaroori to nahi..
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ehsaas007 44w
Chhoti Chhoti Khushiyan..
Chhoti chhoti khushiyan pironi hain..
Shikwe shikayat main ab kya rakha hai..
Fursaton ki chaanv main sukoon hai..
Zindgi ki dhoop main kya rakha hain..
Hothon pe muskurahatein leke jeena seekhiye..
Ankhon mein ashk leke jeene main kya rakha hai
Jaagti ankhon se bhi sapne dekhiyega gar junoon ho kuch paane ka..
Hathon ki lakeeron ko dekhke malaal main kya rakha hai..
Chhoti chhoti khushiyan pironi hain..
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silverheart 58w
An empty mind is a lover's haven
Sitting across me
You savour your morning coffee
As if ambrosia dripped
From the selfish god's lips
Sun like orbs of your irises
Like lost fields of sunflowers
Gazing, picking, facing you
I sat there for hours
"How could you fall for me?"
You say in a heft
Barely supported by your breath
"Oh darling even Rome fell
And I am mere human"
Your smile grew
I carried it in my body
Like a patchwork of art
You leaned forward
I reached
But all I could find was
Mist
"You" doesn't exist
With a quick flash
I come back to reality
Away
From feeding fantasies
To a lonely mindOh darling even Rome fell
And I am mere human
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ehsaas007 61w
Bheekh...
"Bhaisahab..kuch khane ko dedo"..ek buzurg mahila ladkhadati si awaaj mein dukaandar se boli..tabhi wahan ek ladka aaya..itne mein aurat ne dubara kaha "bhaiya kuch dedo..paise nahin hain mere paas"..tabhi wo ladka bola.."kuch mat dena isko..kaam dhaam karte nahi aajate hain bheek mangne"..ye sab updesh dekar wo dukaandar se bola, "bhai ek cigrette dena"..wo mahila abhi bhi wahin khadi thi..majboor thi shayad..bhook se..tabhi to taano ka kuch asar na hua..use wahin khada dekh ladka phir use dutkarta hua bola "kaha na jaa yahan se"..ladke ne cigrette jalayi..or kash marta hua..dukandaar se bola "bhai likh lena..baad mein dedoonga"..dukaandar bola "oh bhai, "pehle ke do mahine ke paise baaki hain ab udhar nhi chalega aur!"..ladka bola "marta kyun hai..dedoonga naa..itna paise leke kahan jaega mar jaega jaldi"..baddua si dekar or dheenth ki tarah keh sunke cigrette phoonkta wo chale gaya..aurat abhi bhi wahin khadi thi..dukaandaar ne shayad daya karke ek biscuit ka packet dediya..wo dher saari duayein dekar chali gayi..dukaandaar soch mein doob gaya...sahi mein bheek kisne mangi.. ab aap tay karein..!!
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lonethinker 63w
Faraway from the city,
Atop the mountain,
Sitting on a solid block of rocks
Seeing the colourful wildflowers bloom
Watching the birds returning home in flocks
I see people working on the downhill field and
Wonder what the field might yield
Wish to go down and trot through the lush domain
To find something hidden in the plain
I can see the April evening sun
Spreading tangerine colour across the horizon
Drowning behind the hill
I can feel a kind of peace instill.
lonethinker ©
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P.S- A try on pastoral poem.
#pastoralpoem
#wod
#mirakee©lonethinker
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lonethinker 61w
The silence just never speaks,
It makes you feel its existence.
It can be anywhere,
In the depth of the blue sky,
In the moon glade in the
Silvery water of the small lake
In the cold fragrant wind
In the emptiness that is present right now
In the struggle of thoughts to come out or not.
~The silent noise is whispering to me in silence,
Break the silence, but
This silence is so deep, strong and hurting
That everything else is fading away
In the end what remains is the silence.....
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lonethinker
#silence
#wodSilence
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lonethinker 65w
One more day of being alone
One more step taken to feel happiness
I found nothing as
Nothing lies there
Probably I was being mistaken into
Following the step
I thought I am getting it, but no
It was nothing but another lie.
I was left with an utter silence and
Laden with constant questions and
A plenty of thoughts.
The heart feels heavy
A feeling, which isn't a new thing
I hide it, always,
From myself
From everyone
I ignore it,
Because I don't want to feel it
Don't know why?
I try exhaling out
To feel at ease even with the lying burden
But I do not succeed,
Dwelling on old memories
I stay enclosed
The one's I never told
The one's that stayed silent
Just for me
It rests there peacefully
It feels more heavy,
It keeps pressing more and more
The heaviness gets added more and more
Making me uneasy, breathless
While pain pouring out of my heart.
A feeling that can't exactly be described
more than that
For its puzzling perplexity and
Inconclusiveness
It is there since a long time
But I got no name for it,
Only I'm aware of.
lonethinker©
#mirakeeA never ending Heaviness
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