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Dr.J.Kavitha

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Loneliness and longing I was most alone in my path You accompanied my journey ‘I’ the single word changed to ‘we’ My journey was steady and passionate All my sadness paused when I were with you A day came with a dusk throughout Where our roads diverged You set apart Now I’m alone With a cascade of tears from eyes My longing is your comeback Waiting for you With my loneliness and longing for you. #aestheticthoughts #poetictoc #worldpoetryday #loneliness #confessionalpoem

Loneliness and longing I was most alone in my path You accompanied my journey ‘I’ the single word changed to ‘we’ My journey was steady and passionate All my sadness paused when I were with you A day came with a dusk throughout Where our roads diverged You set apart Now I’m alone With a cascade of tears from eyes My longing is your comeback Waiting for you With my loneliness and longing for you. #aestheticthoughts #poetictoc #worldpoetryday #loneliness #confessionalpoem

Cerebral Derange

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NAMELESS POETIC FORM INVENTED BY "ME" --------------------------------------------------------- Weird as nature sometimes dark and thunder Shimmer drop by drop as clouds but normal I'm look.simple through I flow wind wonder Like the magic.who I Nameless simple No fame I need it kills my script and words If fame it come I lost my pen my words Like silent ocean I'm Beneath concealed All treasures hidden come and see inside RULES NAMELESS POETIC FORM INVENTED BY "ME" 8 line poem with 3 stanzas 1st stanza 4 lines in TROCHEE METER 2nd & 3rd stanza which is couplets In IAMBIC PENTAMETER

NAMELESS POETIC FORM INVENTED BY "ME" --------------------------------------------------------- Weird as nature sometimes dark and thunder Shimmer drop by drop as clouds but normal I'm look.simple through I flow wind wonder Like the magic.who I Nameless simple No fame I need it kills my script and words If fame it come I lost my pen my words Like silent ocean I'm Beneath concealed All treasures hidden come and see inside RULES NAMELESS POETIC FORM INVENTED BY "ME" 8 line poem with 3 stanzas 1st stanza 4 lines in TROCHEE METER 2nd & 3rd stanza which is couplets In IAMBIC PENTAMETER

Cerebral Derange

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RONDEL POETIC FORM -------------------------------------- Poetry Wander over me Could not seize,seems near far like clouds Tiny not bigger I had hands waiting like Vultures over me Displayed to the world who I am Lost poetry and words inside Poetry Wander over me Could not seize,seems near far like clouds Let be Nameless and puzzled me Can't reveal me my being wouldn't Like ATTICUS like my life would Be and hidden.like this leave me Poetry Wander over me RONDEL POETIC FORM Poem consists of 13 lines in 3 stanzas Rhyme scheme: ABba/abAB/abbaA (uppercase letters are refrains) Usually 8 syllables per line

RONDEL POETIC FORM -------------------------------------- Poetry Wander over me Could not seize,seems near far like clouds Tiny not bigger I had hands waiting like Vultures over me Displayed to the world who I am Lost poetry and words inside Poetry Wander over me Could not seize,seems near far like clouds Let be Nameless and puzzled me Can't reveal me my being wouldn't Like ATTICUS like my life would Be and hidden.like this leave me Poetry Wander over me RONDEL POETIC FORM Poem consists of 13 lines in 3 stanzas Rhyme scheme: ABba/abAB/abbaA (uppercase letters are refrains) Usually 8 syllables per line

Cerebral Derange

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NAMELESS POETIC FORM INVENTED BY "ME" --------------------------------------------------------- Weird as nature sometimes dark and thunder Shimmer drop by drop as clouds but normal I'm look.simple through I flow wind wonder Like the magic.who I Nameless simple No fame I need it kills my script and words If fame it come I lost my pen my words Like silent ocean I'm Beneath concealed All treasures hidden come and see inside RULES NAMELESS POETIC FORM INVENTED BY "ME" 8 line poem with 3 stanzas 1st stanza 4 lines in TROCHEE METER 2nd & 3rd stanza which is couplets In IAMBIC PENTAMETER

NAMELESS POETIC FORM INVENTED BY "ME" --------------------------------------------------------- Weird as nature sometimes dark and thunder Shimmer drop by drop as clouds but normal I'm look.simple through I flow wind wonder Like the magic.who I Nameless simple No fame I need it kills my script and words If fame it come I lost my pen my words Like silent ocean I'm Beneath concealed All treasures hidden come and see inside RULES NAMELESS POETIC FORM INVENTED BY "ME" 8 line poem with 3 stanzas 1st stanza 4 lines in TROCHEE METER 2nd & 3rd stanza which is couplets In IAMBIC PENTAMETER

Cerebral Derange

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RONDEL POETIC FORM -------------------------------------- Poetry Wander over me Could not seize,seems near far like clouds Tiny not bigger I had hands waiting like Vultures over me Displayed to the world who I am Lost poetry and words inside Poetry Wander over me Could not seize,seems near far like clouds Let be Nameless and puzzled me Can't reveal me my being wouldn't Like ATTICUS like my life would Be and hidden.like this leave me Poetry Wander over me RONDEL POETIC FORM Poem consists of 13 lines in 3 stanzas Rhyme scheme: ABba/abAB/abbaA (uppercase letters are refrains) Usually 8 syllables per line

RONDEL POETIC FORM -------------------------------------- Poetry Wander over me Could not seize,seems near far like clouds Tiny not bigger I had hands waiting like Vultures over me Displayed to the world who I am Lost poetry and words inside Poetry Wander over me Could not seize,seems near far like clouds Let be Nameless and puzzled me Can't reveal me my being wouldn't Like ATTICUS like my life would Be and hidden.like this leave me Poetry Wander over me RONDEL POETIC FORM Poem consists of 13 lines in 3 stanzas Rhyme scheme: ABba/abAB/abbaA (uppercase letters are refrains) Usually 8 syllables per line

Soulmate (Yuhee)

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कहाँ से करुँ मैं शुरू अपनी यह कहानी यादें हैं कुछ ताज़ा अपने ही बचपन की गुङिया से बातें करना मन में हँसना और मुसकराते रहना स्कूल जाने की उम्र हुई तो दुनिया फिर बदल गई पढाई से जादा खेल खेला खूब दोस्त बनाई मैं साइकिल सीखने की कोशिश में न जाने कितनी चोट लगी दोपहर की तपती धूप में खूब दौड़ लगाई मैं माँ को बहुत परेशान किया खुद की नादानी से घूमते फिरने के जूनून में मौका पाते निकल पड़े जवानी में दिवानी हुई खुद से नयी पहचान मिली शर्माना इतराना आ गया सजना सवरना का शौक बढ़ा थोड़ी उम्र बढ़ी मेरी जिंदगी का बोझ लिया कुछ बनने की चाहत जगी महनत करने की ढानी मैं कोशिश की है मन से मैंने जिंदगी आसान नहीं लेकिन हार नहीं है मैंने मानी मेरी भी इक पहचान है। मेरी पहचान 1st Challenge of #poetictoc #atconfessionalpoem #astheticthoughts #poetictoc #worldpoetryday #confessionalpoem ( I had posted it on 19th itself , reposting it for you aesthetic thoughts)

कहाँ से करुँ मैं शुरू अपनी यह कहानी यादें हैं कुछ ताज़ा अपने ही बचपन की गुङिया से बातें करना मन में हँसना और मुसकराते रहना स्कूल जाने की उम्र हुई तो दुनिया फिर बदल गई पढाई से जादा खेल खेला खूब दोस्त बनाई मैं साइकिल सीखने की कोशिश में न जाने कितनी चोट लगी दोपहर की तपती धूप में खूब दौड़ लगाई मैं माँ को बहुत परेशान किया खुद की नादानी से घूमते फिरने के जूनून में मौका पाते निकल पड़े जवानी में दिवानी हुई खुद से नयी पहचान मिली शर्माना इतराना आ गया सजना सवरना का शौक बढ़ा थोड़ी उम्र बढ़ी मेरी जिंदगी का बोझ लिया कुछ बनने की चाहत जगी महनत करने की ढानी मैं कोशिश की है मन से मैंने जिंदगी आसान नहीं लेकिन हार नहीं है मैंने मानी मेरी भी इक पहचान है। मेरी पहचान 1st Challenge of #poetictoc #atconfessionalpoem #astheticthoughts #poetictoc #worldpoetryday #confessionalpoem ( I had posted it on 19th itself , reposting it for you aesthetic thoughts)

marmalade ツ

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// My Existence// I was what I'm not I am not what I will be... I hope that some day I'll surely be able to say this... ( In caption) // My Existence// I was what I'm not I am not what I will be... I hope that some day, I'll surely be able to say this Because in present, I have faded into my lighter self,

// My Existence// I was what I'm not I am not what I will be... I hope that some day I'll surely be able to say this... ( In caption) // My Existence// I was what I'm not I am not what I will be... I hope that some day, I'll surely be able to say this Because in present, I have faded into my lighter self,

विष्णुप्रिया

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जन्म से नित ममता की छाया, पितृ वात्सल्य से पूर्ण माया, रस, मोह, गंध, रूप स्वाद का सब सुख आनंद मैंने है पाया... पर कुछ अटका रहता मन में, निज चेतन छूटा हो जैसे... प्रश्न उथल पुथल करते थे, निज अस्तित्व खोजा करते थे अब मैं बेल गृहस्थ वैरागी, शिवमय शाखा पर लिपटी रहती मन अन्तस में रमने वाली, शून्य मौन में ही निधिध्यासित... समझ रही हूं महा मौन को मैं आशा अस्तित्व विहीन हो... #aestheticthoughts #poetictoc #worldpoetryday #confessionalpoem #ATconfessionalpoem #yqdidi

जन्म से नित ममता की छाया, पितृ वात्सल्य से पूर्ण माया, रस, मोह, गंध, रूप स्वाद का सब सुख आनंद मैंने है पाया... पर कुछ अटका रहता मन में, निज चेतन छूटा हो जैसे... प्रश्न उथल पुथल करते थे, निज अस्तित्व खोजा करते थे अब मैं बेल गृहस्थ वैरागी, शिवमय शाखा पर लिपटी रहती मन अन्तस में रमने वाली, शून्य मौन में ही निधिध्यासित... समझ रही हूं महा मौन को मैं आशा अस्तित्व विहीन हो... #aestheticthoughts #poetictoc #worldpoetryday #confessionalpoem #ATconfessionalpoem #yqdidi

Mansi Rajput

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Of Dark Times Alienated sensation that i felt that night, when i was sick of feeling too much.. my thoughtless thoughts convinced me to slaughter myself.. Since Childhood, i feared abandonment, dreaded the very idea of walking on empty dark roads So, when they vacated my sweating palms, that cold night demons surrounded me, and i was left with no will to live. no place to go.. no shoulder to cry... Just how could i forget that fear was my constant companion since i was a child? i was only afraid of the things i've already faced several times.. I always ridiculed people, who died by suicide, but that night with the tears flowing like lava from my eyes and ribbons tied around my neck, i felt empathy towards them all, for the very first time, That was the death of my ego, i fell in love with empty dark roads My 'I ' was reborn with healing within and Ego-Without. Death of suicide. #confessionalpoem #trauma #childhood #heal

Of Dark Times Alienated sensation that i felt that night, when i was sick of feeling too much.. my thoughtless thoughts convinced me to slaughter myself.. Since Childhood, i feared abandonment, dreaded the very idea of walking on empty dark roads So, when they vacated my sweating palms, that cold night demons surrounded me, and i was left with no will to live. no place to go.. no shoulder to cry... Just how could i forget that fear was my constant companion since i was a child? i was only afraid of the things i've already faced several times.. I always ridiculed people, who died by suicide, but that night with the tears flowing like lava from my eyes and ribbons tied around my neck, i felt empathy towards them all, for the very first time, That was the death of my ego, i fell in love with empty dark roads My 'I ' was reborn with healing within and Ego-Without. Death of suicide. #confessionalpoem #trauma #childhood #heal

Muralidharan P

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I am looking at the mirror To confess an error I rewind the past to see myself as a child with cheer Insects I burnt alive At darkness with candle flames House flies dissected with fingers Where caught from my wounds when I fell from the compound wall On climbing to pluck lemons and cluster apples at houses far Confessions I swear will never clear the stains ever Toothless confessions to be Buried with words to empty The sorrows and wash emotions To purify the heart. OPEN FOR COLLAB 😁 #AThorrorbg • A Challenge by Aesthetic Thoughts! 💚 Collab on this unique bg with your creative thoughts. 😁 • Must use hashtag: #aestheticthoughts • Please maintain the aesthetics.

I am looking at the mirror To confess an error I rewind the past to see myself as a child with cheer Insects I burnt alive At darkness with candle flames House flies dissected with fingers Where caught from my wounds when I fell from the compound wall On climbing to pluck lemons and cluster apples at houses far Confessions I swear will never clear the stains ever Toothless confessions to be Buried with words to empty The sorrows and wash emotions To purify the heart. OPEN FOR COLLAB 😁 #AThorrorbg • A Challenge by Aesthetic Thoughts! 💚 Collab on this unique bg with your creative thoughts. 😁 • Must use hashtag: #aestheticthoughts • Please maintain the aesthetics.