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Shruti in
Poetry |
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Rains were yet to come,
summers were setting to dusk.
Feets jumped stairs and missed some,
there hanged a violet handkerchief with seven clips colored yellow musk.
Watch on wrist showed ten to seven,
set his hair which were uneven.
Turned and sighed through relief and there the lavender smells!
hear Read More...
Published on Feb 28,2021 03:31 PM
By
Shruti in
Poetry |
Reads: 281 |
Likes: 3
Nearly 6:45 in the evening,
The sky turned into magical hue.
Blue, yellow, orange, violet,
With the clouds hazy white!
Sky was waving good bye to the sun in west,
While welcoming moon from the east!
The impact of presence cannot be faded by the good bye!
Just like the shine of sun reflects a Read More...
Published on May 28,2020 03:56 PM
By
Shruti in
Poetry |
Reads: 514 |
Likes: 3
And there I was,
lying under the blue sky,
with a continues shower of perspiration,
and a relief of completing a hardcore workout.
A deep breath with closed eyes,
and felt serenity that relieved all my nerves!
Opened my eyes to the white frothy clouds,
and an aeroplane making it`s way Read More...
Published on May 26,2020 12:24 PM
By
Shruti in
Poetry |
Reads: 391 |
Likes: 4
When the sun was about to set,
and the birds were flying back to their nest,
i was sitting on the terrace with my camera hang around my neck,
and was judging my evening sun shoot by pressing forward and back.
A house with the color of cement,
with a lavender door as an only element,
was what I Read More...
Published on May 25,2020 08:00 PM
By
Shruti in
Poetry |
Reads: 257 |
Likes: 3
This is what lockdown taught us,
It sanitized our mother earth,
By giving it the anti-pollution immunity to stay strong for years!
It briefed us about the family importance,
It unmasked our hobbies,
It made us to focus more on self-improvising rather than being self-centered,
It made us more Read More...
Published on May 20,2020 06:56 PM
By
Shruti in
Poetry |
Reads: 488 |
Likes: 4
My heart knows,
You will be my guiding light, when sun and moon and stars will fade.
You will be the trumpet star in my winning parade.
You will be my motivating sunlight and when needed, my peaceful shade.
You will serve my favorite food, when I am sad.
You are the only one I can count on for Read More...
Published on May 19,2020 01:11 AM
By
Shruti in
Poetry |
Reads: 271 |
Likes: 4
It will always be US!
From perfect to zingaat,
Dancing on all the songs gracefully or madly!
From post worthy to the weirdest,
We will be all time dedicated personal photographer of each other!
From clothing to major decisions,
We will be an advisor for each other!
From dosa and chai to momo Read More...
Published on May 19,2020 01:02 AM
By
Shruti in
Poetry |
Reads: 442 |
Likes: 4
From hardly handling pattu pavadai,
To flaunting silk kanjeevaram sarees!
From applying tripundra,
To wearing fresh gajra!
From a bold dark skin shade,
To beautiful long wavy black hairs!
From sharing south indian recipes,
To teaching a south indian language!
From the intelligence and unshakable det Read More...
Published on May 16,2020 01:49 PM
By
Shruti in
Poetry |
Reads: 344 |
Likes: 7
Life is like a mandala!
A never ending journey of soul.
That embraces the element you put in it,
And the color which you fill it with!
It gives you all the freedom how you want to make it,
Bold, dramatic, serene, beautiful or all of this!
Asymmetrical Read More...
Published on May 14,2020 03:19 PM
By
Shruti in
Poetry |
Reads: 316 |
Likes: 5
As I entered the coffee shop pushing that lavender door,
It felt like I stepped into a coffee manufacturing indoor.
The chime bells rang registering my attendance,
And I sensed the positivity in abundance.
A beautiful pink and lavender base with trendy props, and comic memes,
It reflected as m Read More...
Published on May 12,2020 03:53 AM
By
Shruti in
Thriller |
Reads: 457 |
Likes: 6
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Published on May 8,2020 11:39 PM
By
Shruti in
Poetry |
Reads: 481 |
Likes: 10
Rains were yet to come,
summers were setting to dusk.
Feets jumped stairs and missed some,
there hanged a violet handkerchief with seven clips colored yellow musk.
Watch on wrist showed ten to seven,
set his hair which were uneven.
Turned and sighed through relief and there the lavender s Read More...
Published on May 2,2020 04:57 PM
By
Shruti in
Poetry |
Reads: 699 |
Likes: 14
We kissed hard when we met first,
not knowing what if it works.
Then i was not able to get over you,
when you were so much over me.
Texting you was never enough,
saying you a goodbye was always tough.
Seeing your picture five times a day,
was my favourite formula to keep the sadness away.
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Published on Apr 27,2020 08:57 PM
