Credit to below post : buttercups2020
She lead the way
She could be the need
Possibly,
The need of all my meanings
Who gently lead the way
To where I always wanted to be
And to the place I belong
I stretch my hands
Far and wide
Enough to embrace mighty
And then she smiles and twirls
And then eases in my arms
And fits in the curve
With the accuracy of God
The evaporated past
Leaves a loving smell
The present beams with eternity
While the beautiful future
Waits with generous patience
To allow me my time with her
She leads the way.
~13th January 2019
The more my thoughts
Tiptoe away from you
The more I feel your presence
Brushing my hair
Pressing my skin
A tap on my shoulder
Like a dew drop on my finger
That encloses the sun
The sudden wind
blowing on my face
The cautious grip
That makes me skip a heartbeat
The necessary yet so underated pause
Between my breaths
And suddenly
And certainly
A sufficient cause
Just enough
for that emergent arc on my lips
That arc that I oh so long for
Always long for
Floyd's endless river
Steve's tender surrender
Or like George's careless whisper
In a hushed tone assured
As if, like a gentle reminder
To return home.
Our home.
~11th January 2019
These are one of the most beautiful poetries I have ever come across. Sushant was beyond amazing with words and expressing emotions on paper. He wrote them while in relationship with sara and was away in Paris shooting for Dil bechara. (His fb page)
I don't even feel angered on sara anymore. Just plain pity. Such a horrible loss that she didn't even realise. The more I dig, the more I realise why the downfall started drastically from March.
I didn't find anything like this after March 2019. He either stopped writing or stopped sharing. And even if they are independent of any particular reference, these are so beautiful ✨❤️
Itti Si Khushi Sab TV
O Humnava Tum Dena Saath Mera
Anupamaa
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