Eyes go shiny when your small palpable pumping machine fills with heavy burdens of sadness and forlorn. A drop of liquid falls onto a sheet of paper, it turns it hollow and translucent but when that drop is made by your eyes, it creates a circular hollow pot of emotions on the very paper. This one reads:
With the impetuous spell of love, he plays
Seldom does he stop and stares
At his tormented heart and cracked mind
Love's a bloody sweet poison which makes time go blind
I crawl by his face whenever his heart feels sad
Holding onto the surface I make my way
Towards his lips which sadly shape upside
Loneliness eating away his inside
I stream out when he never called me beside
With splinters of his sadness and remorse
I get washed away by his desperate hand
Trying to conceal my presence to the earliest
He splays me all over his skinny face
I leave him unloaded and hollow
With a hope that happiness is now what he'll swallow
This is not a rhyme; neither a poem
Just a little diaphanous shedding
And I'm his little tear which streams down
When his beautiful eyes swell out
With abundance of emotions and sentiments
If I was an ocean, he could drown in me.
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I wish to dry myself in the brittle pieces of his shiny eyes. Weeping is an activity of getting rid of vehemence and paroxysm of sadness, happiness and chagrined times. I'm the little one who knows the story hidden deep inside. Hope I get washed away from your face as soon as you make me.
PS - I'm crazy, this post is crazy and same is the story of my tears which are more or less useless and unnoticed. And now I fucking don't care because it's alright; it's okay, I'm so much better without these salty pieces.
With the impetuous spell of love, he plays
Seldom does he stop and stares
At his tormented heart and cracked mind
Love's a bloody sweet poison which makes time go blind
Holding onto the surface I make my way
Towards his lips which sadly shape upside
Loneliness eating away his inside
I stream out when he never called me beside
With splinters of his sadness and remorse
I get washed away by his desperate hand
Trying to conceal my presence to the earliest
He splays me all over his skinny face
I leave him unloaded and hollow
With a hope that happiness is now what he'll swallow
This is not a rhyme; neither a poem
Just a little diaphanous shedding
And I'm his little tear which streams down
When his beautiful eyes swell out
With abundance of emotions and sentiments
If I was an ocean, he could drown in me.
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I wish to dry myself in the brittle pieces of his shiny eyes. Weeping is an activity of getting rid of vehemence and paroxysm of sadness, happiness and chagrined times. I'm the little one who knows the story hidden deep inside. Hope I get washed away from your face as soon as you make me.
PS - I'm crazy, this post is crazy and same is the story of my tears which are more or less useless and unnoticed. And now I fucking don't care because it's alright; it's okay, I'm so much better without these salty pieces.
29 comments:
Two things - This post is not crazy. It is beautiful :)
Thank you so much Archana! :)
Beautiful Rachit, as always very well written.:)
I sometimes wonder how can you weave emotions so beautifully around the words :)
Beautifully written and very well expressed.
Padhai chod aur likhna shuru kar. Too creative to be an engg. :)
I loved the way you wrote the following:
1 Lips sadly upside, applaud you for such a phrase.
2 If I am an ocean, he could drown in me.
Powerful writing. And, there is a story behind every tear, Rachit. We must choose to treasure the memories and move on in life...
I loved the way you wrote the following:
1 Lips sadly upside, applaud you for such a phrase.
2 If I am an ocean, he could drown in me.
Powerful writing. And, there is a story behind every tear, Rachit. We must choose to treasure the memories and move on in life...
Each and every line heavy with emotions. Very well - written. Straight from the heart.
No, this post can't be crazy
GBU
Arti
@Sukku: Thank you so very much! I'm glad you liked it. :)
@Me: Hey thanks Me! You're indeed an inspiration to Sentimientos. :)
@Jayanti: Everytime I see your comment, it ignites a ecstatic zeal in me. They're inspirational and overwhelming.
Wish you could exact this to me parents! :P
@Saru: Every tear has a story, emotions and feelings power packed in it but moving on with those memories sure leaves you shedding the same feelings as tears in the future. Doesn't it?
@Arti: Thank you Arti! Yeah, you're right. This post ain't crazy, I am. :P
Powerful Lines...I was going to ask you first if it is written by you... (since you quoted Byron in the post..) then off course I realized..it is by you..
Heavy on emotions...but ultimately which lightens the heart. :-)
Never be shy of what pours from the eyes....everything is a gift from the skies... :)
Hey thank you so very much Kunal! :D
I loved the last line of your comment!
Pls check out
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Have something for your there!!
Hey thank you so very very much Me! I am so very touched. I have pasted the photo under the "Appreciations" tab on my blog with a backlink to your blog. Do see it! :)
Yes, I can say you're crazy. Only in the way you bind together the words and emotions when you write.
I am happy to read the last two sentences of PS, the most. Just let the salty pieces be. Smile. :)
Thank you so much Usama. I let music take its role and catch my drops. :)
Oh my! You sure are crazy to call this crazy! :P
I'm astounded- literally- how you can form such meaningful lines with wonderful words. I liked the way you're experimenting with writing from different points of view, as in this case, the tear. Great observation plus thinking.
Though 'tears' don't necessarily account for something cheerful, I still liked it because of the way you've put those words (damn!) :P
WOW! This is a beautiful post! And it is so not crazy!!
If he was an ocean, he could drown in me. WOW.
Powerful writing. I LOVE IT!
Sorry for the typo error! :/
If I am an ocean, he could drown in me.
@Ashna: Haha! I liked the way you put your words to form such an amazing comment. ;)
Loved it!
@AaeKay: Thank you so very much. I'm so glad you liked it! Your comment surely made my day. :D
beautiful expressions..
Little-heavy tear... loved the title.
Lovely blog u have rachit !!
Hey thank you Jyoti! I'm glad you landed here and liked my scribbling. :)
Beautiful one, Rachit :)
Thank you Shreya! :D
Right from the start to the end of this post, a stream of powerful emotions flows..so wonderfully weaved, so richly infused with creativity ..superb!!..:)
Hey thanks Rinku! Loved your comment. :)
Your words are bitter-sweet and heart wrenching..they remind all the moments laughed together also the moments cried alone... you are gifted...
Oh! Thank you more than infinity!! I'm so much overwhelmed as you said that! I doubt if I match up to those words though. :)
This is such a beautiful post. Guess I have been missing a lot of things..
This post of yours reminds me of my post.."they lived, danced for her"..
Shedding tears at times becomes so inevitable..and so important..
There's an inexplicable relaxed feeling after you let everything out; your emotions your frustration, everything that was eating you up.
You have expressed yourself amazingly :)
@Saloni: Credit and inspiration goes all to you my friend! :D
I'm more than happy that you loved this post which is my favourite too! :)
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