Vyapti's Dreamland - Page 6

I will be back to express my admiration on this poem Vyapti dear. 🤗❤️🤗

Embrace

May be

That is also love.

Letting my tears wet you.

A fire is kept above a candle.

The candle melts

Like teardrops hug the candle.

The candle changes its shape.

A wax lotus,

A tree

Surrounded by moss,

A child playing in mud.

The breeze of spring passes over,

A chat on rooftop arena.

Does anything make sense?

A shadowy evening

The lamp near the basil tree

Lying on a cot made of rope

Tuning into the darkness.

Impulse

To you

It is a necessary evil.

But I love that evil.

I can not differentiate

Between the good and the evil.

I get attracted to it

Like the limited to the limitless.

The dark midnight sky

Takes us back to the

Beginning of time

To the dance of creation.

It is the dance of creation

An enigma

Running through every cell

Multiplying in my body.

It is the force

That attracts us

We can not escape it

Like the four forces

That keeps the universe together.

They say

It is the highest form

Of aestheticism

The sweetness of romance.

The ecstacy, the bliss.

What is so wrong with the senses?

It is through this senses

That we enjoy the beauty of nature.

Will someday someone

Put a question mark on it too?

I do not know what it is.

But in my dreams

It is always

A gateway to peace

To liberty.

Losing myself

Mind body soul.

Giving up my existence

Without caring about any shackles

A complete surrender

To the all encompassing love.

Writing good comments is hard, but it's especially hard with poetry.

The imagery in the beginning and the twist after every other sentence, which throws the reader in to a deep thought which searches in to the unexpected revelation at the end. Good poem. This is what I read in it, behind the line's words and an occasional silence between the lines ! I am looking forward to more such poems from you Vyapti.

"Without caring about any shackles

A complete surrender

To the all encompassing love."

Love is an enigma, an oozing energy for creation, a recreation in the troubled lives of human beings.

Originally posted by: Viswasruti

Writing good comments is hard, but it's especially hard with poetry.

The imagery in the beginning and the twist after every other sentence, which throws the reader in to a deep thought which searches in to the unexpected revelation at the end. Good poem. This is what I read in it, behind the line's words and an occasional silence between the lines ! I am looking forward to more such poems from you Vyapti.

"Without caring about any shackles

A complete surrender

To the all encompassing love."

Love is an enigma, an oozing energy for creation, a recreation in the troubled lives of human beings.

Thank you Madhuri. ❤️❤️

I wrote it in January actually. Posted it in RK forum then. But I was scared whether I will be hated for posting such a bold poem. So did not post it here.

Now a days I am suffering from writer's block.

Woman, the Illusion

Do you know what I wish?

I wish

This body, this me, this whole existence

Turn into a flower.

No let it turn into white smoke

Incensed yet not carcinogenic.

With its everything

That flower shall embrace

You!

Moments after moments

It shall enchant you.

You shall let yourself be pleasured by me,

A woman, a mere illusion.

Time will stand still,

Past present and future

Will converge

Into a point.

Forever

If it is about you dear,

You are mine forever.

Nothing exists

That can separate us.

You are the bond of love,

Tears of myriad colors.

Some of us though

Have the audacity

To run a business

Out of tears.

Originally posted by: vyapti

Forever

If it is about you dear,

You are mine forever.

Nothing exists

That can separate us.

You are the bond of love,

Tears of myriad colors.

Some of us though

Have the audacity

To run a business

Out of tears.

Have the audacity to run a business out of tears. ---- this line explains the gist of the poem Vyapti. Nice poem.

Originally posted by: Viswasruti

Have the audacity to run a business out of tears. ---- this line explains the gist of the poem Vyapti. Nice poem.

Thank you 🥳

I wrote this yesterday in Bengali. Translated it mainly for you. Though the poem got a little altered in translation.

Dead Butterfly

Do I desire you?

No, the way others desire you

I do not desire you like that.

Yet not a moment is spent

Without you.

Pain, fear, mistakes, accidents

Creates the notion that

Because I can not love you like others

You take revenge on me.

Accidents happen one after another.

What you have given me is exceptional.

And yet

To how many

Have you given so much pain?

I have heard

You inflict pain on everyone,

You love to inflict pain.

Suffering is a gift of your love

And those who can love you

In spite of that

Are the ones who love you truly.

I don’t have so much perseverance

Pain hurts me too much.

I can’t accept

You as cruel.

It is better

If you are dead

With my death as a consequence.

Oh I forgot,

To you life and death are same

Grief a sign of weakness,

But love is fulfilment.

Dear, how can someone

Whom nothing can hurt

Have the heart to love?

Let us stop this nonsense conversation.

After all I can never reach you,

Love, logic, service

Everything fails.

Remain as this all pervading pain,

The pain when loved

Returns it as pain.

The pain that is

The other side of bliss,

Nullity split into two.

Let it be.

At some moments

Suddenly this pain

Takes the form of bliss,

Nullity is not what I want.