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[praggya1993]

You're wounded

Dishevelled and unorganised

Yet you never let this disorientation

Wreck the premise

Of your sweetest smile,

Despite the treacherous path

On which your bruised legs walk

Your movement is always forward

Never pounding, never rushing for a respite,

There isn't an adjustment as brave

As what reflects in your stride,

Even with a heart swollen with longing

You appear to me

Not like a victim shot

Simply a figure

Ushering small joys.

[praggya1993]

There is no depth too profound

Of your love

It keeps deepening

Thickening with richness

Turning into gold

That stays intact

Until the end of time,

There's nothing to be chosen

Nothing to be left out,

Every bite of it

Feels like elixir

That melts everything inside

With a delight

Whose reverberations

Get permanently etched in mind.

[praggya1993]

If you knew

That about you

The seams of my imagination

Know no bounds,

Nothing that is untrue is true

The truth that I desire

Keeps stretching

Wide like a horizon's view,

Nothing dims

Even in the darkest hour,

You are a part of me

In my mind,

An ever expanding soul

Capturing my heart

Gloriously forever.

[praggya1993]

There's the squeak and crackle

The symphony of leaves

Fading out from existence

Blissfully,

Subtly sparkling colors

Showing that not everything

Needs to shine

To look like a beauty,

A glow in your eyes

Of life about to be repeated

Ever so differently.

[praggya1993]

There is no figuring out

So many times you may try

But just end up stuck in the soil

From where you thought you would rise,

It's a walk through changing seasons

That come and go without your knowledge,

A journey that can become your friend

Try once to just smile

And feel its embrace

Nudging you closer towards

What you want for yourself.

[praggya1993]

You're like the peach

She devours

In a minute forgetting that

There are equally pleasing

Assortment of treats around,

The hunger in her eyes

Is all for you

No matter how beautiful

Others around the table look ,

She carries your chant within

Only you impart the color to her seasons

That none other can envision.

[praggya1993]

There's this sleek line of memory

That stretches over a distance

Reminding of a presence

So near yet distant,

Time keeps falling over

Folding and folding days

Transforming places, as events stack

On top of another

And what the eye could see fades,

Yet that slender line doesn't becomes thinner

Its meaning keeps glimmering

Like a motif in a treasured heirloom

Always there.

[praggya1993]

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[praggya1993]

I see the agitation in your words

Masked by a cheerful veneer

So they never hit me

But fall on my lap

Like the tenderest flowers.

I sense your turmoil

Chipping away your dreams inside

Yet the way you connect never shows

You're letting so many parts of you go.

I glimpse your splintered smile

As you venture into a world

That leaves you lost and undefined,

Yet you exude a familiarity

To make me feel buoyed

Never without your support.

[praggya1993]

Your velvet conversations

Confront my turbulence

With a sword of gentleness

Getting right past the strife

And settling into a stillness

I couldn't discover,

Every attempt to escape diminishes

Until I'm brought into the present moment,

And your soft strokes alter the reality

Making me close my eyes and think

Nothing happened.

[praggya1993]

Sometimes you are fighting

In places where you never existed,

Where you were always cornered

Left to nurse your bruises alone,

Where the only one who recognised you

Was you,

Where your eyes didn't perceived the truth,

Only when no one comes

To pick up the pieces of your tired soul

Does the realisation sets in

You were and are trying

To battle for a cause

That wouldn't make a difference

At all.

[praggya1993]

Loving you is like wearing myself

Until all that remains

Are bare bones,

Exhausted and functional

At a rudimentary level.

Yet poised as much as it's possible

Affection coiled in way that cannot be untangled,

Nothing but restraint

Rattling inside with a fervour.

[praggya1993]

You hold her like a monsoon

That spreads far and wide

Yet in eventuality

Is as brief as a fleeting smile,

You tickle her exhausted might

Enough to make her stand

Yet never stay long enough

So she can wobble on her legs,

You flip pages of her soul

So she can find security in extending herself

Yet never show an eagerness

To find what else can happen,

Always lifting her from where she likes the most

Then letting her crash

With a force she cannot describe ever.

[praggya1993]

You may march thoughtlessly

And hit boulders that slain your dexterity

But I'll find a way

To help you determine your excellency,

You may become weary

Tired and ready to flee

But I'll hold you in my shelter

Until you feel wide awake and lively,

You may turn guarded

Hurling your charisma

Into pockets filled with darkness,

But I’ll put my hands deep within

Discovering long lost fragments

Of your colors, unclouded.

[praggya1993]

In your eyes she flourishes

Without a care even with nothing

Holding her hand,

Hopping to and fro

Covering distances she didn't thought

Could be spanned with exhaustion evermore,

She rises and falls

Like sun over beauteous fields

Never sinking deep into abyss,

You leave her buoyant

Like the moon's gravity

As she keeps gravitating towards

The most exquisite epiphanies.

[praggya1993]

It's the fall the doesn't scares

No matter how deep you spiral,

The wind on your face

Doesn't hits but gently touches the complexion,

You don't dwindle but exude a grace unrivalled

Deep within a knowledge rests

That you won't break down

But hit that fertile ground

That resurrects your wisdom.

[praggya1993]

Sometimes what can be shrunk

Seems better when it's prolonged,

What can be done and dusted away

Is executed with painstaking labour,

What can be hoped and whispered in the air

Seems to be stuck like a thorn,

Despite desiring freshness

We unknowingly weave complexities

Probing and pricking every inch of ourselves

In the process.