You ask about my love
How deep it is for you …
And the extent of my affection …
My feelings are genuine
And my love is sincere
The moon symbolizes my love …
So tender was the kiss
That touched my heart
Such deep affection
Makes me yearn for you …
You ask about my love
How deep it is for you …
Reflect on this
And gaze above
The moon symbolizes my heart …
In puzzled ponder, a name I’ve heard
Though “Roksana” my soul preferred …
Yet as time passed by
A fondness did arise
Love’s influence moves my heart …
Let the name be my tender song
In love’s embrace, I truly belong …
Your absence has gone through me, like thread through a needle.
Everything I do is stitched with its color.”
Separation by W.S. Merwin
I reconnected with that girl anew –
Who once embraced life fully …
Who danced with every step and radiated joy
Whose eyes were some sunflowers, blooming
And whose soul ignited fireworks, dazzling …
I played music for that girl again …
In hopes that its melody would ignite her spirit within
Creating a haven for her to emerge from the shadows
And dance once more under the stars …
Knowing that she would find solace within these moments
With each sunset painted in hues of gold
And each gentle breeze whispering
Through the trees ….
I hoped to create a sanctuary where she could feel safe enough to reveal herself once again …
Deep within, I felt her presence stirring,
A flicker of recognition amidst the silence …
Longing for my kindness and effort that shimmered with possibility
I vowed to nurture her return
To guide her back into the light
Where she rightfully belonged ..
She belonged to the poetry within her …
The pic is from the archive of memories of a young girl; another of her mirror image. She was travelling by train, from Kolkata to Delhi ….
It was an amazing journey!
My longing, a relentless tide
Your absence, a void deep inside ….
Am I flawed, or loved?
Tacenda
(n.) things better left unsaid
She paints grace
In glowing yellow …
As the brush-strokes
Softly glide through her skin …
Hers is a delicate face
Soothing and serene;
Tread with a gentle touch
In colors unseen ..
That yellow color girl
In tranquil pose ..
She’s a grace …
Yellow is my favourite color … which color do you like most?
Connected, unseen thread binds,
Across time, place, situations unwind …
Stretched, tangled, yet resilience found,
Improbable love, unbroken, and profound …
In English we say,
I love to write …
In poetry we say,
Ink spills from the pen,
Words dance upon the page’s breath and
Each letters have taken my heartbeat
And thus poetry becomes my infinite playground …
How do you say in poetic verses about your love for writing?
I love to connect through words and I feel so happy when you write to me …. I love to read as well …. Now in poetry, how would you say that?
I sit alone by the brook,
A thought, interrupting, time and again-
Better I put my words aside …
Natsukashii/ japanese
(n.) A nostalgic longing for the past; Fondly remembering something with a wistful sense of nostalgia ….
Steadily, casually
I’ve become accustomed
To reading your words ….
What an enchanting time
It is ….
To be drawn to you
To be close to you …
Steadily, casually
Reading your words
I’ve become accustomed
To finding my heart …
Lost, found, blooms anew …
Mountains stand in silent strength …
Far, but near, a song unfolds …
Oubaitori/ japanese
(n.) the idea that people, like flowers, bloom in their own time and in their individual ways ….
A remarkable day today, A Monday! Je t’aime comme tu es ….
I♥️
Moments linger, serene and soft
Time embraces our cherished moments,
And memories bloom, and serendipity stays …
I’m in love with this music. And you?
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La reponse c’est l’amour/ french
(phr.) “Love is the answer”
A man doesn’t need brilliance or genius, all he needs is energy
Albert M. Greenfield
Keep a little place,
Like a little ‘zen zone’ for yourself
Have a cup of coffee there …
Do some mindful drawings …
Read some books …
Write some poetry, musings, or something philosophical …
Or do nothing …
In midst of strangers
It can become a little mindful meditation
With every sip of bliss ….
Keep a little ‘zen zone’
For you
Feel the crave to be there
And come here when you need to be ….
But before you leave
Define how you prioritise yourself
Over every other things ….
And do not make it an easy place
Where you can find an escape
Whenever you feel like …
Rather make it special
As you would make any other thing special
And keep it as sacred as
It’s supposed to be for creating
Little ‘Zen Zone’ for yourself ….
Here’s one of my little ‘Zen Zone’ …
Where’s your little ‘Zen’ Zone’ place?
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Zen Zone
“Your introvert zen zone is an area where your senses need to be soothed by their surroundings — the key word being “zen.” For instance, you should be able to practice mindfulness meditation there if you wish.”
Sometimes we’re in love with moments, not with people ….
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Emotion
True as a moment in a setting sun
That pursues the thoughts so striking …
Emotion
As beautiful as nature
That celebrates youth so blossoming …
Emotion
As true as moon hanging up always on the sky
That rises at nights, in beauty
so high springing …
Emotion
As a fine morning dew on a petal
That falls lightly like a beautiful tear never ending …
Emotion
As a pillar with a promise
That makes countless impossibility, gathering ..
So,
The Girl on the Front Porch by Ron Arnold
if you are
too tired to speak,
sit next to me
for I, too, am
fluent in silence.”
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Tell me, are you fluent in silence?
Life is somewhat grey
Everywhere
Just monotony
Lost and lonely …
Don’t you know?
Only when you stay
Life is colorful ….
A hopeful glow
Echoes of brighter joy
Birds sing cheerful songs
Rays of sunshines warm my cheeks
My yellow dyed dreams return …
Now it’s grey
Everywhere …
When will you come?
Without you, I feel grey ….
Don’t you know?
Grey isn’t what I’m meant to be …
Have you heard this song? …
When I say I love you more, I don’t mean I love you more than you love me. I mean I love you more than the bad days ahead of us, I love you more than any fight we will ever have. I love you more than the distance between us, I love you more than any obstacle that could try and come between us. I love you the most.
Unknown
Let my love surrounds you
Like fireflies
A little light with wings
To fascinate your world wherever you are!
If you ever be in the midst of gloom
And loneliness envelops your soul,
I will always be right there
Like hundreds of shimmering fireflies
To light up your world …
At night
I slept well …
I saw you in my dream!
That’s surreal
This moment of joy is gifted by God ….
If only you knew ….
You’re always in my thoughts!
I do not know what tomorrow will bring …
For now,
I m too scared to get my heart broken!
In this moment,
In this pouring rain,
I’m, absent-mindedly,
remembering you.
Roksana Tales 