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  • rhythm_of_the_heart 75w

    A poem for all of us women.
    I hope you like it.
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    I always wondered
    Why my feet were hidden from sight
    By the dresses I wore, day or night.
    I always wondered
    Why everyone saw my face, my hips
    And commented on my back, my lips.
    I always wondered
    Why I had to have ladylike grace
    And pay heed to what everyone says.
    I always wondered
    Why all this was expected from me
    When there was so much more to see.

    My feets were always hidden
    My boots seldom noticed.
    I only wished
    That they'd take a step back
    And peer beneath the layers.
    The layers they cloaked me in,
    Layers of clean and pristine labels and dresses.
    They'd see my dirty boots
    And the roads that I travelled.
    My dirty tracks would tell stories
    Tales of bravery and adventure.
    My footprints would paint the floor
    With the troubles that I overcame.

    But no one ever saw that.
    No one ever noticed me.
    My feet were hidden,
    And I was never truly free.

    Enough! I say.
    I shall lift my dress today.
    Witness my clean dress,
    It is my own.
    But notice my dirty boots, please.
    They too, are a part of me.
    Feast your eyes
    On my grace and beauty
    But never forget
    Those boots that made me.

    ©rhythm_of_the_heart




    #PoetryWednesday #poetry #pod #mirakee #readwriteunite #writersnetwork #writerstolli #life #love #inspiration #thoughts #beauty #womensday #women

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    Hidden Feet

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  • rhythm_of_the_heart 75w

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    Frail fingers glide along the parchment
    Painting pictures from the tendrils of thoughts,
    That snake through the darkness,
    A hostile hissing, looking to course uncharted waters.

    Sly, dark figures make contact,
    As insanity wooes my soul.
    These irresistible promises,
    Of thoughtlessness and freedom.
    The permission to be blind in face of the horrors.

    A vial of morphine promised,
    To ease the pain of a million thorns embedded in me.
    Each thorn,
    An exemplary evil.
    Each evil,
    Poking a hole in my being.
    Each hole,
    Draining me out.

    The light oozes out.
    Oozes, but doesn't flow free.
    Oozes, reluctant to leave.
    Oozes, vacated forcibly.

    The vial hangs ahead.
    A promise of relief.
    But do I dare take it?
    Knowing that it is but a temporary mistress,
    Whose bosom will comfort me today,
    But smother me tomorrow.

    Or do I grind my teeth?
    Bite the inside of my cheeks?
    And pull out each thorn?
    Do I dive deeper into the pain,
    And take on this mission?
    There may be scars,
    But maybe I'll finally be free
    From this - The Human Condition.


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    #poem #poetry #life #problems #love #mirakee #repost #human #love

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    The Human Condition

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  • rhythm_of_the_heart 76w

    With a gait so heavenly,
    She drifted near me.
    An angel without parallel,
    The moon reflecting her beauty.
    We danced, weaving out of time,
    And in that short eternity,
    You were only mine.

    And then struck the bell,
    Disenchanting you from the spell.
    And as you turned to flee,
    My heaven was razed to hell.
    The candlelight flickered,
    The wick all but burnt.
    Darkness, my shouts went unheard.

    Cinderella, you were scared.
    And though you wanted to stay,
    You didn't want me to see, as you turned
    From a princess to a maid.
    But hear the truth - I am unhindered,
    For I fell in love, when I saw you,
    As "Ella who worked with the cinders".

    ©rhythm_of_the_heart






    Tried my hand at romance, though I don't know if you would call this one in that genre. Hope you like it.
    #romance #cinderella #love #life #fairytale #mirakee #pod #writerstolli #readwriteunite #writersnetwork #love #poetry #thoughts #life

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    Ella

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  • rhythm_of_the_heart 88w

    You know? We always think of ourselves as broken vases and shattered glasses and such.
    Quotes like "Broken crayons still colour" are usually in hype. Why not look at it a little differently?

    Why do you have to be vases or glass? I'd like to think that you're all puzzles.

    Now think. Think of all the possibilities of such a concept.

    You're incomplete right now, but you have a few pieces with you. Some of them your own, some might be for others - a part of their puzzle. In the same way, others might have a few of your pieces. The catch is you just don't know who.

    So, you meet someone. They have a piece that seems to fit. And in a hurry to complete yourself, you try to force-fit the piece even though it doesn't match. And that leaves you upset, because what you felt was right, was not really right.

    Sometimes you meet someone who doesn't match, but takes something from you. And you feel empty. Relax, they just took one of their own pieces from you. (Remember? I said you might have someone else's pieces. It's not necessary that they would have yours too, isn't it?)

    Slowly, with time, you'll collect pieces from people that match you. They may stay or they may leave, but each such encounter will add a piece to your puzzle. And with time, you'll complete the picture. Every piece accounted for, every edge a perfect match, nothing crammed in and forced to fit.

    Just you, your entire puzzle with the correct match. Maybe you're aren't broken, maybe you never were. Maybe you're just incomplete. Maybe with time, that'll change.

    And just maybe, with this post, something inside you changed - for the better.
    Maybe.


    #mentalhealth #life #love #puzzle #mirakee #writersnetwork #writerstolli #readwriteunite #rant #happiness

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    You're a puzzle. An enigma.
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  • rhythm_of_the_heart 91w

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    Do you ever feel lost?
    Like you can't move on,
    You just wanna leave, no matter the cost!
    Pain that demands to be felt,
    Cards of joy that need to be dealt.
    Ever feel like you're done?
    Talk to me
    I am Someone!

    You walk around without hope,
    Flitting across places like specters.
    No strength left to cope,
    None left to hear the lectures.
    Tired of everyone being blunt?
    Vent out to me
    I really am Someone!

    Tired of all the mockery and jeering,
    You want to cry your eyes out,
    But they're fed up of tearing.
    Your vision searches for the dimmest light,
    To support you, hold you never let go.
    You can't bear this plight
    And feel like giving up.
    To that I say "No"
    Lean on me and cry till fears you have none.
    I swear to you, friend,
    I truly am Someone!

    Come, take my hand,
    We will leave this sorry land.
    Set out on a ride,
    I'll always be at your side.
    You're not alone, you never were,
    I'm here now, I care.
    Together, we can shine brighter than the sun
    We will make it work,
    I know, you too are Someone!


    ©rhythm_of_the_heart



    We all are someone. We all have meaning. We all have someone. We are forever.
    #someone #humanity #readwriteunite #writersnetwork #pod #mirakee #writerstolli #life #poetry #thoughts #diary #inspiration #friendship #livingoasis #mentalhealth

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    Someone

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  • rhythm_of_the_heart 92w

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    One second alive,
    A steaming cup of tea
    In front of my eyes.
    I sat around my friends,
    Talking, laughing, sharing,
    Stewing our intellects.
    Much like the tea leaves,
    Engulfed by simmering water.

    One second awed,
    A bang, a scream and a crash.
    Blood and tea on the floor.
    More explosions in my ear,
    Bullets blaring and men roaring,
    An ode to Death and Fear.
    And like tea leaves in water,
    I shrank - aghast and pale.

    One second suffering,
    A hellish eternity perceived,
    Pain and boiling tea seared my being.
    Never knew when I hit the ground,
    Only fear permeated my soul,
    Bodies strewn all around.
    Like tea leaves reddening water,
    Blood reddened the floor.

    One second dead,
    A blackness coating my senses,
    Heart and teapot alike - they bled.
    Death for a sip of tea. Why?
    My mind grasped for comprehension,
    And lips parted with a cry.
    The flame flickered and went out,
    Blood and tea on the floor.


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    I don't know what made me write this. Was just reminded of the 26/11 attacks - maybe I got emotional? Anyway, just a rendition. And my prayers and condolences to all those affected.
    #tea #death #terrorism #26/11 #prayers #life #terror #mirakee #writerstolli #writersnetwork #readwriteunite #mumbai #oberoi #taj #life #thoughts #poetry #nature

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    Tea on the Floor

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  • rhythm_of_the_heart 95w

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    Yesterday, I walked these roads
    Amidst the chilly morning breeze
    The ground draped in dew
    Consoling my tired blistered feet.

    And the fog lifted,
    Presenting before me a vista
    Of laughter and love.
    Raindrops fell softly on me,
    Petals from the heavens above.
    All around, there were people
    Friends, family, lovers, workers,
    Walking and chattering along the way.
    As the fog lifted,
    I smiled and savoured the day.

    Today, I walk the roads again.
    This time, drenched in fear.
    The ground, with streams of blood,
    There was an explosion here.

    And the smoke lifted,
    Forcing my eyes on a grave
    Of murder and loss.
    My tears fall hard on me,
    Is this all a life costs?
    All around, there are people,
    Those friends, family, lovers & workers,
    Strewn everywhere on the streets.
    As the smoke lifted,
    I walk alone, as the Soul Reaper reaps.


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    A little painful, but this is what I felt. How destructive we can be. The aftermath of terror is just eternal pain. #fog #mirakee #writersnetwork #readwriteunite #writerstolli #pain #suffering #death #life #diary #thoughts #love #poetry #inspiration #smoke #terror

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    The Fog Lifted

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  • rhythm_of_the_heart 102w

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    The Cleave Poem Challenge
    The Rules
    Start from "Only" and read the lines on the left and the bottom para. Then, restart from "Only" and read the lines on the right along with the bottom para, as another poem. Finally, restart from "Only" and read the lines together, as one, for a third poem.

    A poem on the left, a poem on the right and a poem as a whole.

    Thank you for reading.
    #cleave_wt #writerstolli #challenge #love #romance #soul #story #poetry

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  • rhythm_of_the_heart 109w

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    As she lay on the hospital bed,
    Morphine drained into her veins,
    And clutched at her chest.
    The wounds on her thighs,
    The fire under her skin,
    The acid on her face.
    The morphine blotted out all the pain,
    And yet her tears
    Showed the agony of her heart.


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    Tried to tell a story here. No other words
    #rape #sexual #assault #pain #sadness #sad #tears #blood #hurt #mirakee #readwriteunite #pod #writerstolli #writersnetwork #shower #clean #life #nature #thoughts #poetry #love

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    Morphine

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  • rhythm_of_the_heart 109w

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    At times, I wept - inconsolable
    At times, I laughed - uncontrollable
    Like a child - toothless and innocent.
    A slave to my capricious mind,
    As the string of memories
    Threw their silhouettes on me.

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    How memories take you back, don't they?
    #string #life #mirakee #memories #joy #photos #album #sadness #writerstolli #writersnetwork #readwriteunite #pod #nature #life #thoughts #poetry


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    Memories

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