Celebrating 200+ followers!!Thank you ๐Ÿ˜Š๐ŸŒป๐Ÿ’–

Celebration time!! A new milestone, celebrating the 200 + followers mark!!

Yay ! Thank you !! ๐Ÿ˜Š๐Ÿ’–โค๏ธ๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿ˜Š๐Ÿ’ƒ๐Ÿ’ƒ๐ŸŽ‰โœจ

tejaswiniaura โค๏ธ๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’

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Watch “Musical introduction to my poetry book Of Silhouette Words & Moonflowers'” on YouTube

New video uploaded !!๐Ÿ˜„๐Ÿ˜Š๐ŸŒป

Awaiting.


The words line up into the sky

A crooked straight line.

Held together by dizzy punctuation marks,

some rhyming blues.

Misunderstood meanings a glue.

Towers high, touching the Land of Dreams.

I watch in a daze, unable to take away my gaze.

The words walk a labyrinth maze, searching for answers

Beyond mists of a cloudy day.

Reaching out to star lit galaxies

A true reality.

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tejaswiniaura

Image credit:-

@arts.help

Artist :- @faisalwarsani

Depths


Words don’t come so easy anymore.

Struggling to find their way,

into crispy cold air of blatantly loud truths.

Huddled iced over, in depths of despair.

Silences are iron grips,

not letting go easily,

weaknesses, once which were strengths.

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Swim below mirrored layers of frigid rivers,

yearning to see the light of the day.

Stay lost, for no one will come,

Never be heard. Never be found.

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tejaswiniaura

A Talk.

I talked to the lines.

They swirled up angrily , standing on seamless air,

answered in gusty haste.

‘What do you care?’

‘We bear the burden of your thoughts’

‘So you write a few words and 

are  bumbling off  ‘!!

‘Humdrumming about your writers block,

Like a pesky drone around the corner street ‘ !

‘We have had it, please ‘ !!

I tried to reason with the haughty lines

But their sympathy was not mine !!

So I sit here and wait,

For the dense cloud around my head to dissipate,๐Ÿ’ญ๐Ÿ—ฏ๏ธ

All I see are empty  rows of lines upon lines  running away !!

Ideas bounce off my head, waiting for a landing place ๐ŸŽญ

Ah! The chaos and confusion๐Ÿšจ

Welcome to my crazy space!!๐Ÿ˜Š๐Ÿ˜ณ

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tejaswiniaura

Image credit 33rdmedia

Artist:- viniegrafitti France

A Waltz in Time.

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When a clock bell strikes at a certain time, in aย  lost town far far away,

a folklore goes….

Whatever there may be to say,ย  be said

Whatever there may be to do,ย  be done

Wherever there may be some place to go,ย  be visited

 

For as……the bells toll,

An eerie music ย unheard of before,

glides into town on the wings of Time.

 

The drunk melodies waltz on the streets

enchanting passersby, with hypnotic laughs and songs

The paved cobblestones strike a mellifluous beat, leading up to strangely lit houses,

where garbled figures short tall, shadow people throng.

 

The ย night breezes falterย  in the aroma of intoxicated blooms

then float away to charm everyone out there,ย  be it anywhere,ย  on this day

It is the place of forgotten people,

the remnants of the likes of you and me long gone,

with unfinished businesses at hand.

 

For as soon, as the bells toll again, the mists of Time roll into town

Nothing will be found amid a deafening hush

Make haste, not much time is left.

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tejaswiniaura

image credit Pinterest