Indianpoetry Stories

"इब्तिदा हुई थी खामोश निगाहों से, कुछ इस कदर कि अब उसकी ही तस्वीर निगाहों में है" ________________________ My eyes spoke a language only my heart knew, while the world saw nothing but a girl with a quiet smile. This isn't just poetry- These are the remnants of a decade long devotion. These verses talk about the "नयन युध"- the battle of eyes my devotion always falls at. "गिरा अनयन नयन बिनु बानी, कहत न बनइ कछु असि अनुबानी।" Read it before the ink turns back into silence.If you have ever loved someone enough to let them become ur devotion, this is for you. And finally, Turn the page only if you are ready to see what years of unsaid love looks like when it finally bleds into verses. _______________________________________________________

First of all, thank you for selecting 'simplicity'. This is a poetry book. Which speaks out feelings, sometimes it may not rhyme because feelings could rhyme than there's no need to speak. Give a read to it and don't forget to vote and also let me know in comment section was it worth reading.

and what would you wanna read, flower-face?

We all sometimes feel tired and too exhausted, hopeless and demotivated,like what's the purpose of our life and what will we gain eventually after doing all what we do... What's the use of living if we loose our loved ones.

This poem convey's a persons crave to have a support and that to have a person to whom he can show his true nature without fear. Infront of whom he can cry and play like a child and that too without worrying of being judged.

Almost Mine is a collection of short poems and thoughts about the love that stays quiet. It is for the friend who stayed "just a friend." It is for the person who smiled at the wedding while their heart was breaking. It is for the love that was deep, respectful, and never spoken out loud. Read this if you have ever loved someone who could never be yours.

For a writer never tells but writes his stories.

a love from womb to tomb

(poems)

This poem is dedicated to all dads around the globe. Due to COVID lockdown, I could not get an gifts for my dad on Father's Day 2020. So, I wrote something instead. He was very touched and moved.

A collection of poetry, stories, and art about living as a mixed-race person in a world increasingly fixated on racial identity. In mixed feelings, ajay explores his complicated emotions around race, identity, religion, and family through poetry and imagery. Drawing on the author's own life story as well as interviews he's conducted with friends and strangers, mixed feelings serves as a dialogue starter for difficult topics that now, more than ever, need to be discussed.

Here is a poetry on life, hope you unroll it's meaning and practice it your life

A 5-part poetry series based on the sole theme of 'Homecoming'.

You think nicotine is addictive Unless you kiss lips that taste vaguely of spearmint And you realize the most dangerous drug of all Is holding somebody after losing them and then losing them again.. You think cannabis lifts you off the dirt you've been creating for yourself Commit all those seven deadly sins And see nothing helps Dig a bigger grave in your dirt before going up high For you are about to fall Your words that bite skin Seem so ordinary to me If I could rearrange them, I'd propose the world with affection That you never gave to anyone Despair, strike me gently every night Every minute when I start to hear the roaring void Louder than you, it unsettles the calm And I lose my breath With myself

A mere collection of my short poems, mostly free verse ones.

A piece of poetry that tells about writer's block during this pandemic time.

to my future wife

A quiet free-verse reflection on nature, patterns, and the human search for meaning, standing between order and chaos.

A piece of poetry that tries to tell the value of every nuances of life in creativity. Every silly thing tells us or gives us something to write or think. Every little thing is a raw material for a creative mind.