I wish
I were a bird!
So that I could
Fly to you
Just right now …
Category: Self-talk
I Sense You ….
In the stillness of the lake
As I keep still,
I sense you
I sense a feeling of warmth
Flowing inside me …
I sense a reflection of you
Residing inside me …
So beautiful and mesmerising …
Then
I sense the strength to move along
In various ups and downs of life
With you and you only …
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Midst the Silence …
Midst the silence of the valley
As I walk through
I feel
My hurt inside is too loud …
Midst the silence of the valley
As I walk through
I feel
I’ll never ever forget you …
Midst the silence of the valley
As I walk through
I feel
I just don’t want to let you go
But inside I know I must …
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Pondering
Is a reflection of you
A mirror of a beautiful reflection of me?
Or
A reflection of you
Is nothing but a beautiful reflection of me.
Melancholia
Soft yellow breeze …
Sweetness surrounds …
Such tenderness …
Yet a melancholy mood …
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In Silence …
If you’re silent,
I know in silence you say more …
If I’m silent, then it’s not that
I don’t want to know about you …
If I’m silent, then it’s not that
I don’t feel what happens to you …
If I’m silent, then it’s not that
I don’t remember you …
If I’m silent, then it’s not that
I don’t care about you …
If I’m silent, then it’s not that
I don’t miss you …
If I’m silent, then it’s not that
I don’t love you …
I miss you
I know you
I care for you
I remember you
I feel for you
I love you
Always …
Collide!
The dawn was breaking
You looked at me
I looked at you
The place was a haunting one
The light was shining
And
You and I collide
Yet we never kissed …
You never touched my face …
What could I say?
What could I do?
There I stood, unknowing
What’s happening
In a world full of billions
There were you
Mixed with all of the chaos
Inside and Out
At that very moment
I somehow felt
You and I collide
For a reason …
When
The dawn was breaking
You looked at me
I looked at you
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Chained: Can You Escape Fate? – A Poem
If only you would realize some day, how much have you hurt me,
If only your heart ever, craves for me or my presence…
If only you feel that love again someday for me,
If only you are affected someday by my absence…
Only you can end all my suffering and this unbearable pain,
If only you would know what you could never procure…
If only you go through the memories of past once again,
Since the day you left my heart has bled, no one has its cure…
If only you would bring that love, those showers and that rain…
If only you would come back and see what damage you create,
I’ve been waiting for your return since forever more…
If only you would see the woman that you have made,
You said we cannot sail through, how were you so sure?
If only you can feel the old things that can never fade,
You may have moved on, but a piece of my heart is still with you…
I know how I’ve come so far alone; I know how I’m able to wade,
People say that I’m insane and you won’t ever come back again…
Maybe you would have never made your separate way,
Maybe you would have stayed with me and proved everyone wrong…
If only you would know the pain of dying every day,
If only you would feel the burden of smiling and being strong…
– Mehek Bassi, Chained: Can you escape fate?
Two Young Mind
In the long echoing life
Two young mind
Found an element so fine
Like red wine
And sharpened their last breath
Through the long echoing death ….
The pair loved many years
Endured life what God gave them
Asked for them no second best
And celebrated life with no other but the rest
In the long long echoing life
Through the long echoing death …
Both loved the strange thoughts
Not so sober for the sober though;
Yet knew how to laugh, weep and go
And all the living mock
Drank the sweet extremity of their passion rough
In the long echoing life
Through the long long echoing death …
The woman talked to make up solitudes
Sounded almost like a pretty autumn time
Blossoming and falling into a bursting rhyme
The man knew this beautiful woman-soul
And was pleased to see her gorgeous look
And dared enough to make her whole
In their long echoing life
Through their long echoing death …
Traveled many moons
The two mesmerising soul
Through the days of their young and old
Almost shared all the neighbouring mind
Emptied the cage and let the cage bird fly being so kind
‘Fifty years’, the woman counted
‘Fifty sweet years’, the man whispered
Their love broods
Still in the long echoing life
Still through the long echoing death.
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Could Never Go Back
Jaduu Ki Jhappi – A Magical Hug
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Did you give Jaduu Ki Jhappi to her today?
Jaduu Ki Jhappi means Magical Hug.
This hug is so powerful that it’s given so tightly, yet so tenderly with all the care and affection that one feels for another, that it itself makes a whole lot difference without saying much words and you both deserve this Jaduu Ki Jhappi always.
Never miss to give it when your beloved needs it; Never hesitate to ask for it when you need it from her, your lover, your best friend …
Your Jaduu Ki Jhappi means the world to her, remember that.
Love your beloved like you never take her for granted, scold her if she is not taking care of her, pamper her like a little girl, protect her as you are her only bodyguard, hold her like you will never let her go❤️ –
“Jaduu Ki Jhappi” says all of these and more to the lovers …
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So tell me
Have you given Jaduu Ki Jhappi to your beloved today?
Solitary Dream – A Painting-
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Come and let me embrace you
With the colorful memories,
Rooted in our hearts
That we owe to ourselves ….
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#roksanatales
#JianBirdCreates
#JianBirdGallery❄️
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Beauty is not in the face; beauty is a light in the heart.
– Kahlil Gibran
What do you think?
Happiness Tasted –
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A cup of coffee with a friend,
Is like happiness tasted and time well-spent.
And then a toast to us,
May we find many reasons to smile together.
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How do you experience ‘Happiness Tasted’?
That may very well be a good thing, but I am curious, you know.
Unresolved
She asked him a stupid question …
He kept himself quiet saying nothing …
In the nothingness of this silence she felt embarrassed …
But never ever embarrassment felt so good to her.
What was the question by the way? ☺️
Unfinished – A Painting
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Each flower reflects God’s perfect glory,
Quietly drifting along the wondrous things around;
Though unfinished it seems,
There is magic
In its vibrant colours!
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How vibrant are you in reflecting your magic around?
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#roksanatales
#JianBirdCreates
#JianBirdGallery❄️
Unuttered
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I struggle to convey in words
What I want to say to you ..
I talk to you every day
You may not hear me
Word by word;
But you already know it all, I know …
You remain so quiet …
Day by day you are becoming quieter
(Oh! How I hate it!)
It seems that you want me to
Remain quiet too …
Cause all these chattering
May make it messier between us
And I can see that too …
Sometimes I think
I will stay quiet …
May be, only then
I’ll be free from
My struggle to say it all
To you.
Have you ever experienced such inexpressible moments to express yourself in your life?
Belle – A Painting
They say
If you want to look for flaws, you’ll find them;
If you want to look for beauty and happiness, you’ll find them too …
What do you want to find?
#roksanatales
#JianBirdCreates
#JianBirdGallery❄️
Cogitating
Feeling totally lost
Lost inside …
May be it’s my reunion
With my inner guide …
Adrift …
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Fallen;
I wont be lost
Stolen;
I wont be lost
Hurt;
I wont be lost
Not strong;
I wont be lost
Scared ;
I wont be lost
Fought;
I wont be lost
Silent;
I wont be lost
Loved
I wont be lost.
Find me
Before the mountains crumble.
Find me
Before I m lost.
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How often do you feel lost, lost in translation of your feelings and emotions?
This street photography was taken by me, Downtown Brooklyn, April, 2022. Apart from the whole girly face image, I loved the collage of a bird at the bottom left. Do you love taking photographs while just walking the roads? Do you observe things and people around while on the street? Do you contemplate in midst of crowd? Can you find quiet time with yourself even when you are with people around? Just asking! I’m curious to know you 😊
Yearning
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Have you seen her cheeks lately?
How can you see?
You remain so busy!
Now a days the busy hours have increased a lot
Even you forget to give her
The one you have taken from her ….
Have you seen her cheeks recently?
How can you see?
Why would you have time to look?
You have a job to do with your life and then it’s all going well for your life, you think!
Your life is quite fine even without seeing her at all …
Have you seen her cheeks just for a while?
A glance?
See, what she has done to her!
As if there is no one in the world without you, no one …
Her mind is not in the worldly affairs also.
She spends her whole day sitting beside the window,
Waiting for you …
Sometimes she even thinks she’ll go straight to the grave without showing her cheeks to you!
Have you seen her cheeks for a moment?
Do you remember how you loved the colours of spring on her cheeks!!
Remembering this the tears roll down her cheeks now …
Now when you see her again (if you have time)
You’ll wonder
How you have forgotten the form of her cheeks in the moonlight!
Now if you see her once, you’ll be in love touching her cheeks again … soft and angelic ..
You’ll be the breeze to her cheeks ….
She will smile with dimples appear on the ends of her lips.
Bringing back the colours of spring on her rosy cheeks, once again ….
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Wonder how you bring the vibrant colours of spring on your loved ones’ cheeks ….
Let’s Sit Here ..
Let’s sit here
With a cup of coffee …
And see the beautiful nature
With the blossoming cherry 😊
Yet Undefined
She knows that he doesn’t know
How it’s hurting in her heart
He knows that she doesn’t know
How it’s hurting in his heart
She knows that he doesn’t know
How she is waiting for him
He knows that she doesn’t know
How he is waiting for her
What she knows he doesn’t know
What he knows she doesn’t know
They only know what they think they know about the other …
Does she know about herself enough?
Does he know about himself enough?
She is not what he thinks he knows about her
He is not what she thinks she knows about him
Who is she to him then?
Who is he to her then?
Strangers!
For now …
In time to come,
They’ll find themselves
Somehow …
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The photograph is taken by me 😊
Isn’t it a beautiful photograph? I love black and white photography. And you?
Early Morning Rituals
Wake up early morning …
Watch the beautiful sunrise …
You can watch it from your small or big balcony or rooftop (if possible or you prefer)
Or just from your window …
Sit and feel the breeze on your cheeks …
Contemplate … touch the petals softly …
Smile … keep smiling 😃
Oh! I forgot to say …
Can you please sit with a glass of warm water with honey and কালিজিরা (black cumin) in it?
(Or you like a cup of tea early morning?
I don’t know about you)
They say it’s good for health if you can have the warm water with honey and black cumin in the early morning of everyday …
Write something … converse with yourself …
Read aloud for a while …
Stretch your body …
Make your bed nicely …
And say, ‘Thank you bed for a wonderful warmth that I felt from my last night’s sleep on you! You are so very kind!’
You can blow a flying kiss to it 😘
(You want to go for a walk
Early morning?
I don’t know about you.
But if you go for an early morning walk,
It’s all good … Let’s walk together …)
Now start the day.
Heyyy, don’t forget to take a long shower
(If you are not in a hurry though;
See, I don’t know about you)
Finally, be grateful for the day, pray …
For you are alive, breathing!
Every new day is a new beginning …
Byeeee for now 😊
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What are your morning rituals?
Let me know please.
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Inquisitiveness
Though I know
A name is a name
Is a name is a name …
Just like, “Rose is a rose
Is a rose is a rose” … 😊
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In whatever name we call
At the end
A rose will always be a rose
And you will always be you …
Therefore what’s in a name!
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Yet I’m curious 🧐
“What’s your name?”
“What’s your name?”
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Entangled
I know the cure
I know how this heart can rest
Yet I am helpless to settle the restlessness
That I feel
For him ….
I know it’s unbearable to just let it be
I know it would be a relief to express it all
Yet I m helpless to express the remains of all the words left unsaid
To him ….
Refreshing
There are fresh fruits, flowers and foods
The whole day, taken nothing
But only rain, so refreshing …
Dear Taj, I Met You
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Dear Taj
You are a sign of my eternal love
I still remember the very first moment I met Taj
A beauty stood in front of me
First time we met, I could see
That Taj and I were meant to be ….
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Dear Taj
You are my evergreen flower
Grows of fine and purest white
And delicate with fresh new leaves
Growing by its side
Shining through quietly
The sun was out there with warmth and dazzling light
Bewildered by its unspoken beauty
There I shivered and I didn’t talk to anybody ..
I wandered in its classic passageways
I was silent for long and
I forgot the moving earth around …
I was lost
In the gardens, the palace, the embroidered doors, walls and marbles ….
In all its beauty and ecstasy
I was sure of one thing that
I was looking for something
That I searched in silence …
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Dear Taj
I met you …..
I felt if time could stand still
I’d freeze it here
Close and near
With all its mystery
Filled with love so pure
Given to you.
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I wore a serene smile
I was barefoot for a while
My tiny little fingers shivered
When Taj touched me and I was so drawn to it
And at that very moment
I painted my sacred pilgrimage
Enveloped with love and peace …
Dear Taj,
For eternity
You are a mysterious beauty
Within me ….
A wondrous splendour
Like a beautiful song
I’ve found
What I have been searching for
A beautiful emotion in my heart …
My Taj, I met you
Dreaming I’ll meet you again
I remember saying to you
‘See you soon my darling
See you soon.’
After that I have been travelling through many moon
And there,
My dear Taj
Waits a lyrical waiting to greet me….
So here I m waiting to meet Taj as we are meant to be together.
So with heavenly light
Flowers bloom, birds sing
The blossoms reaching for the sun
Breathing the scented hues
Spreading the warmth of a promise
With fragrance in the air
With harps, with joy
With hope, with spirit
Within the beautiful blooming
Taj Mahal, I long to see you again ….
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Dear Taj
Again I’ll see you
For a perfect peaceful solitude made for two
Again I’ll touch you
Your whisper would touch my cheek
Again I’ll blush
You’ll say …
‘Come now and rejuvenate with joy!’
Held by the arms I would step forward
Together with the one who is
My mystery, my dear Taj …
In Thy Heart
Whispering …..
In thy heart, whispering
Always, joy blooming, sublime ….
In thy heart, singing
The song of loving, time between time ….
In thy heart, sprinkling
A word of hope, an image or just me ….
Forget Me Not
Even though I’m a little late
Forget me not ….
Don’t forget the bits and the pieces
Of my soul
When I won’t be around ….
Don’t forget, no matter what!
Conversation over Coffee
She says, He says He says, She says
⁃ You ll get hurt.
⁃ Then try not to hurt me. And why are you determined to hurt me? Do you need time? To think?
⁃ No
⁃ Okay. I asked you to go on a trip with me but why haven’t you replied? What’s with that look? This is boring. Forget it.
⁃ Have you ever lied in your life?
⁃ I don’t lie. But to be truth to you I have lied when I was little.
Oh, wait! I guess I’m lying right now?
⁃ Now?
⁃ The fact that you still haven’t given me an answer about going on a trip together is really getting on my nerves right now. And I’m honestly a little hurt. But I’m acting like I’m fine, so I guess that counts as a lie. Heyyyy, why are you laughing? If you don’t like me that much, let’s just end it here.
⁃ You can’t just thoughtlessly trust someone when they haven’t done anything to gain your trust. We are not kids.
⁃ You have a point. Right!
⁃ Let’s go on a trip.
⁃ What? But I didn’t do anything to gain your trust.
⁃ You did.
⁃ When?
⁃ Just now. You told me you don’t lie. That’s good enough.
⁃ You’re very peculiar.
⁃ Let’s go on a trip to Stupa Island.
⁃ Stupa Island sounds great.
⁃ Okay.
She says, He says
He says, She says
Their conversation while having coffee.
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