Vyapti's Dreamland - Page 41

Originally posted by: vyapti

One day I will hide my face in your chest

And fall asleep

Never to wake up again.

Will I have that good fortune?

Someone like me?

Still I dream.

Falling asleep is scary,

Your chest is not.

What will happen after I fall asleep,

Will happen after I fall asleep.

But today,

Before that fear chokes me alive,

I say, "One day I will fall asleep in your chest

Never to wake up again."

You are invited dear Vyapti

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Thank you Sutapa ❤️

Thank you 💚

Do you want me?

I don’t love you.

Do you want me?

Look at my palms,

they are empty.

I have nothing to give you.

Do you want me?

If you cannot want me

Like a child wants his bolster,

At least want me

Like a gardener wants the weed.

Want me,

Want me,

Want me.

what an emotional piece of poetry

What If I were a flower,

And you a bee?

Oh, you within me–––

I have nothing for you;

This is a nectarless flower.

All around

There are flowers

Having nectar,

Home to you.

At least, that is what

I assume.

Neither you, nor nectar,

This heart contains only envy.

Envy is the only solace

Of a loveless life.

This poem reflects a quiet sense of silent search for themselves. It carries a gentle sadness, yet also a thoughtful acceptance of one’s place in the world.

Well written Nibedita.

Originally posted by: vyapti

What If I were a flower,

And you a bee?

Oh, you within me–––

I have nothing for you;

This is a nectarless flower.

All around

There are flowers

Having nectar,

Home to you.

At least, that is what

I assume.

Neither you, nor nectar,

This heart contains only envy.

Envy is the only solace

Of a loveless life.

Every flower is attractive in its own unique way … nectar may or may not be there … the scent is there… attractive colors are there …you are beautiful ….. so be happy the way nature created you ….