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.
Pondering
Category: time
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 …
It Doesn’t Matter
I know it’s strange
But I do adore you as you are …
And it doesn’t matter
If we live far away from
Each other …
I know it’s strange
That I don’t know about you,
And I didn’t see this coming
But it doesn’t matter
If I constantly long for you
hopelessly …
I know it’s strange
But I love you way too much
And it doesn’t matter
If you can’t prevent me
From loving you forever …
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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?
Sayuri – An Embroidery 🪡
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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#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❄️
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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The Ache That Would Not Leave’ – A Painting
“Behind the hum and routine of daily living, there lay a persistent and wild longing for something she could not easily put into words. It felt like impulsive adventures and watching the sun rise over unfamiliar mountains ….
The truly heartbreaking part was that she could feel the remaining days of her life falling away, like leaves from an autumn tree, but still this mysterious person who held the key to unlock her secrets did not arrive; they were missing, and she knew not where to find them.”
-John Mark Green
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I treasure my painting moments ….
What are your treasured moments?
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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Rendezvous
I know exactly
How it would be to meet you …
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It might happen
That I might be busy observing you
Once if we meet ever …
It might happen
That I might forget to drink water
In front of you …
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Which colour do you like?
How do you smile?
Are you talkative?
Or quiet like me!
Or you talk gibberish like me
I m sure I might talk gibberish in front of you though …
Out of my belly butterflies 🦋
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I ll be busy
Observing you
How do you look?
How do you talk?
What do you prefer wearing?
Are you nervous?
Do you need your space to feel relaxed a little bit
Then you would get up and go to the outside for a while … (to take deep breaths?!)
Have you also forgotten to drink water
In front of me?
Just like me?
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Exactly how you will start the conversation
With me?
Would it be casual or formal?
I think you ll be formal
Gradually you ll be casual that I know
It might happen after a while
That we both are laughing on a joke
The joke might be just about our time …
That our time is so silly billy
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I know
How it would be to meet you …
However it might happen that
I will never see you in life …
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But look, I swear
In the solemn silence of everyday dawn
I meet you from afar!
Everyday I meet you as the soft yellow sun rises in the far away skyline
And the birds sing to me the prose of our meeting
And the soft breeze portrays to me
Exactly how our first meeting would be …
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Now tell me
Can I not know you from afar?
What do you say?
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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 …
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.
Mood
Date someone you like ….
A little coffee. A little sunlight. A painting.
❤️
Alas!
If only you were with me!
If you were with me
I wouldn’t have to search for you.
If you were with me
I wouldn’t have to wait for you.
If I wouldn’t be there
Will you search for me like this!
If I wouldn’t be there
Will you wait for me too?
Not sure and
I can not say
We are much alike or not ….
But at least you could’ve given me a yellow flower
Just because I love yellow,
Or perhaps a yellow covered notebook
Where I may write gibberish which you wouldn’t approve ….
But you could’ve given me at least ….
If you were with me!
Probably we will not meet in this life.
So there is no chance. Alas!
There is nothing I can do to ease a heartache like this
If only you were with me
I wouldn’t have to feel such heartaches!
Enchanted
These days,
The sunrises that I watch everyday with you
Give me the best feelings ever; fascinating and quite spellbound!
I sit with you in this sweet little garden
In silence and serenity …
A glimpse of happiness and ecstasy….
The rays of the rising sun generously cast light upon our soul, peaceful
The crisp, fresh breeze smells so good,
The gentle chirping of birds spread joy,
And now,
Now my heart, pounding and vulnerable
Seems to depend on these moments of sunrises forever …
Am I under any spell or something?
Anyways,
It has made me anew
These days.
Wavelength
He says, ‘Hello’
She says, ‘Hello o o o’
Just this much!
And they say nothing else …..
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However they talk a lot
With themselves all day long ….
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Now this silence and noise
Echoing of a wavelength connecting their minds,
Echoing of a wavelength that prefers speechless songs,
Echoing of a wavelength from the same frequency they send in the sky.
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Well, that’s very odd!
From a simple ‘Hello’ to finding this colourful ‘Wavelength’ symphony.
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A good vibe though!
What do you say? Hello o o!
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He knows
He is perfect anyways,
And he doesn’t need to change anything.
Just he has changed my life
completely—
I never told him that, but I think he knows!
Serendipity
At night
She went to sleep around 11 pm-ish
Slept the whole night to wake up early morning!
Ah! What a beautiful morning and the morning breeze
She is in love with this moment …
Reflecting back the other day ..
Two things hurt her in heart’s core
She was emotional with hurt still attached
Cried a bit or two
She doesn’t want anyone to see it
Made her silent and
She couldn’t get pass of it for long.
Another work made her productive
Tiring yet satisfying ….
And there was another happening that made her happy
For the first time the soul feels joy
As if a blossom in the desert
She felt her worth for an unknown reason
This alone kept her joyful all day long till now
Made her feel she is loved and cared so much …..
They say
Everything happens for a reason.
Then the happening that made her smile and happy has a reason
She falls in love with that reason
At night
She slept long hours …
Her spirit, free and fair
Awoke from its blissful sleep!
As she reflects, humbling herself for a joy she cherishes right now.
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