IBLOGATORY MUSINGS (1) – Neha Sharma

musing

A self-introspection,

A new step into contemplation

Starting up a new way of life

Taking up my course along an imaginative direction

Here, I fit in well with the visualization

My present-day life unfolds asking consideration

Dreams, vision, purpose, and passion

Living it every single passing moment

Making it all,

An irresistible aspiring series of thoughts and intention

Long ago, in my teens

It felt wonderful

Strongly feeling for the same

In the present, here and now

Musing over the self

As if I missed it all along till now

A self-introspection,

A new step into contemplation

DEAD CYCLONE – Neha Sharma

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Those moments of each second can’t be elucidated

Those auspicious minutes are hard to be deluded

Time was smiling from ear to ear

and patter of tiny feet can’t be awaited to hear

The feel of that very first sound

Made one’s own heart to make the rounds

A new spirit was brought to bear the truth

Gifted with the ironic drama of life

She was the blessed one to get the ruth

She was the worst one to become a sleuth

Unaware of the fact……..

Her spirits were running high for her dreams

She was flying like feathery creams

On the path to reach the goal

In the effort to save her soul

She was met with the guide on the road

Encountered meeting was in a stunned tone

As she had faced the reality of her core

Making herself ready……..

Surprised cyclone was awaiting to bear

A perplexed with lots of queries teared

In the effort to seek a question

Spirit’s blessings were all that answered

Self mirror was all left to lure

It feels like being trapped in the prison

It feels like dying with spring in the season

All was forced to live a hell

As was created with heaven in cell

They are lucky to leave this land

They are fortunate to get a triumph

But she was the forced one to live a death

All was there was a dead cyclone on the track

Thinking of the moment of her inner mind

What I interpret is a question in my mind

Do someone have an idea of revolt?

Do anyone know the probs of her soul?

Strangers wander to peep into the matter

Lots of queries were all that matter

Now, she was pierced to the dead to shatter

and caters for the disgust to reoccur

Another death is all echoed in the lone

Mirror broke apart to set a tone

All is left is a dead cyclone!!!!!!

 

SURRENDER WITH EASE – Neha Sharma

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Hello! it’s me!

Anew, after a prolonged period of silence

Afresh, speaking up to my horizon

 

Back in the day

I was away

living in the shade

lacking expressive grades

 

Starting up

I am on the stage

living my days to pile up to reflect

 

And, If I reflect and recall

life was an easy escape

freezing up in the breeze

where I surrendered with ease

 

“What I Remember(8)”- Nayana Nair

it rains in my heart

when i see my past pain in your tears

now come here,
come inside
and cry how much ever you want.
we don’t want the neighbors to know
how much worse we are doing than them.
trust me dear,
it does no one good
if you go around with these puffed eyes
and cracking voice.

you know, these days
it is not wise to act out frustrations
you never know who is idle enough to observe us
and label us as another example
of a failed generation,
a disappointment,
write an article on
how luxury has spoiled these children,
that we are just a bunch of aimless attention seeking
humans who refuse to grow up,
that we are weak to indulge in something so petty.
they will hand you the list of people who are doing worse
(i have plenty of those stuffed in drawers,
just in case if you…

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MYSTERY BLOGGER AWARD

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Thank you so much, Nayana Nair, (itrainsinmyheart) for nominating me for mystery blogger award.

WHAT IS MYSTERY BLOGGER AWARD?
“Mystery Blogger Award” is an award for amazing bloggers with ingenious posts. Their blog not only captivates; it inspires and motivates. They are one of the best out there, and they deserve every recognition they get. This award is also for bloggers who find fun and inspiration in blogging, and they do it with so much love and passion. – Okoto Enigma

Creator of this award is Okoto Enigma and here is the link:

https://okotoenigma.wordpress.com

RULES
1. Put the award logo/image on your blog
2. List the rules.
3.Thank whoever nominated you and provide a link to their blog
4.Mention the creator of the award and provide a link as well
5. Tell your readers 3 things about yourself
6. You have to nominate 10 – 20 people
7. Notify your nominees by commenting on their blog
8. Ask your nominees any 5 questions of your choice; with one weird or funny question (specify)
9. Share a link to your best post(s)

THREE THINGS ABOUT MYSELF

  1. I am a Leo.
  2. I am a vegetarian.
  3. I love eating.

MY NOMINEES:

https://thesarahdoughty.wordpress.com

https://sidranadeemsheikh.wordpress.com

NAYANA’S QUESTIONS:

1. What is your current favorite song?

Oh Humsafar – Neha Kakkar & Himansh Kohli

 2. Most rude you have ever been?

I don’t even remember this because I don’t want to answer this.

3. One silly superstition that you actually believed in as a child?

Nothing. I actually challenged every superstition.

4. One word that you use most in conversation?

Arey Bhai, haayee, haawwww, oye.

5. What is one good thing and a bad thing about getting awards?

Good thing: Happy over the thought of getting recognition.

Bad thing: Answering questions.

 

LINK TO MY BEST POST:

DARKLING SKY – Neha Sharma

QUESTIONS:

  1. Why do you love your life?
  2.  Do you judge people? If yes, why? If no, why not?
  3.  When you offer help to people, how much do you push yourself to help them genuinely?
  4. What was your last funniest behavior?
  5. How do you handle sadness?

Back To You

Heartstring Eulogies

“Because, darling, I’ll make my way back to you.
If it’s the last thing I do, I’ll find a way.”

Maybe this is how it’s all supposed to be. If you believe in fate, that is. I got lost inside myself. Trapped in a prison within my head. Thoughts never ending. Never slowing down. Never allowing me to be who I am. But I’m determined. Can you see it? This determination in my eyes? If we are meant to be, we will be again. I have to believe that. And I hope you’ll still be there, waiting for me. Because, darling, I’ll make my way back to you. If it’s the last thing I do, I’ll find a way back to you.

© Sarah Doughty

Wait for me, please.
I’m coming.

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“New Organ” – Nayana Nair

it rains in my heart

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All the words that I have gulped down
are still inside me,
never digested.
They have found a space for themselves-
A new throbbing organ that I cannot name,
since I have never named my organs,
someone else always does it for me
(does it for all of us)
and tells me through fading words
of second-hand textbooks
how is it supposed to feel to be a human,
how I am just a complicated machinery
and why my heart can’t possible think or want.

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