creative-writing, dream, Fiction & Poetry, Heart, Life, Love, Poems, poetry

Numb

The sky is gray

A continuous shade

I bask in its glory.

The mud turns to clay

A storm is in play

But it never comes.

Each day stays the same

I don’t have to change

A stagnating story.

Your picture is still there,

a lip balm disappears.

Some memory of yours , still undone.

The sky is gray

I love this cliché

I’m comfortably numb.

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Your Presence

Your presence,
Is a dance without a hymn,
A ballad without a bend,
a winter without an end:
where I curl up by the fogged glasses
to forget the warmth, sun offered me once.
The bright of your eyes are the shy autumn and mysterious fall.

Your absence,
Is a sigh without despair,
A rain without the air,
A summer with ominous ends:
My smile sometimes pretends.
For time becomes a path,
and journey is measure in memories.
I become a monk and a thief,
looking for peace, settling for grief.

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Felt

The unknown are felt,
With hands moving inside,
Feeling the black bra, while
your face turns red with joy of ecstacy.
Everything turns to water, your lips below
turn into a fountain of desire,
and your legs closing with wetness.
Waiting to be touched
Waiting to be consumed
Waiting to be felt

Shashank Bhardwaj

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Relapse

It has been a long time since I have penned down something quite originial in this blog. There has been a lot of thoughts that have been going through my head seeing this world change. There is an uneasiness as to how things are unfolding, I have started my shift from poetry to non-fiction writings. Now I am trying my best to craft them into comprehensible and readable thoughts worth pondering upon. Its time to relapse to writing again. Time to end the drought.

Meanwhile here is the picture of some recently brought books.


Shashank Bhardwaj

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