Strings of Fate

*Apparently, My Words Weren't Enough.
My Truths, My Lies,
My Perfections, My Imperfections
All Felt Heavy at the Same Moment.

Is This How It Feels?
To Be Overwhelmed by Darkness,
To Have Drowned So Deeply
That You Cannot See the Light Anymore.

So It All Began That Day
When I Met You,
Accidentally, or Perhaps Not.

Will I Say It Was Bad That I Met You?
No, Perhaps Not.
Destiny Won't Change.
I Do Believe in That—
That the Strings Will Pull Us Together.

But My String Wasn't Attached to You.
- Anushka*

#freeverse #longform

Consumed by Darkness

*Was it my will?
Ever?

This all feels real now,
I can't hold up now.
The darkness in your eyes,
Prying on me,
Seeking me.

You always said
I was your light,
But it seems
Your darkness wants to consume me.
Your scars are burning right through me.

All my efforts are in vain now.
I want what you want.
I know things caused you to become this,
But I still want you back,
Even with all the darkness.
- Anushka*#freeverse #longform

In the Shadows of Existence

I've never been the first or the second,
Not in any terms.
Life, people, priorities—
Always the last, perhaps.

*But now, I've come to terms with this.
No longer chasing shadows.
Why should I?
When in my own heart, my priorities I embrace.

I am restless every moment,
Finding no reprieve.
Today, sadness grips my soul,
And I am left wondering,
Lost in a silent crowd.

I've always been overlooked.
Just like the sun against the moon,
Like a mere speck of dust,
Dissolving in the oblivion of monsoon.
Am I truly insignificant,
Or is my existence undefined?
In this moment of contemplation,
I hope to find it.- Anushka*

#freeverse #longform

कुछ पहलु जीवन के

हम सब जूझ रहे हैं अपने जीवन में।
किसी से पढ़ाई नहीं हो रही,
तो किसी से अभिनय नहीं हो रहा।
कोई जीवन के उद्देश्य को नहीं समझ पा रहा,
तो कोई वो समझकर भी रास्ता नहीं ढूंढ़ पा रहा।
और अगर कोई रास्ता ढूंढ़ ले रहा है
तो वह मंज़िल तक नहीं पहुंच पा रहा।
तो सवाल केवल एक है,
कि क्यों?
क्यों हमें कुछ मिल नहीं पा रहा?
क्या कमी हम में है?
या वह होना लिखा ही नहीं है?
और यदि वो हो जाता है तो क्या?
आगे का कुछ सोचा है ?
हम अक्सर आज में इतने मग्न हो जाते हैं
कि आगे क्या करना यह कुछ भूल से जाते हैं।
हम सब में एक कलाकार हैं।
हम सबकी एक कहानी है।
कुछ कह जाते हैं।
कुछ लिख जाते हैं।
तो कुछ बिना कुछ कहे सब जता जाते हैं।
आखिर हुनर तो उनमे ही है
जो बिना कुछ कहे सब कह जाते हैं।

- अनुष्का

#hindilekh #longform

Reflections in Crimson

*The escape could have been with matches,
But the flickering flame daunts me.
Could've been me,
I often think.
My hand keeps shivering,
When my thought sails through that.

Every bullet,
Every cry,
They burn my ears;
Those screams tore the air.

But as helpless as I was,
As I watched them go through that ordeal.

Could something be done?
Could those heinous acts be stopped?
Not at that moment.

My eyes roaming through,
The blood-stained walls.
Those marks showing the struggle.

The voices keep asking me,
"Are you here to save us?"
Another one asked,
"Do you know any of us?"

I couldn't answer anything,
But I should have.

Then I moved forward.
Perhaps when dawn breaks,
I'll have nightmares again,
But I still want to see them.

- Anushka*#longform#jallianwalabagh

Happy New Year Everyone✨
Enjoy?✨

Blue Hues and Soul Views
*These bluish hues...
Always seeking something.
Something in the dark flickers
Perhaps my morality?

I look on the other side to find my soul,
Raw, looking at me,
Aspiring something.
But me?
I am just the observer,
The efferent observer.

I've never been observed or taken into consideration.
It's never my opinion,
Just a little touch and I am gone.

You remind me,
You are my soul,
The one who breathes life into me.
- Anushka*

#micropoetry #freeverse

Embers of Fate
*The edges were burned,
But the core still remained.

Will you pick up my ashes?
Or will I go away just like you said we would?
Will this regret linger,
Or will you move on?

Just like those words,
Always playfully on your lips,
I so loved to capture them with mine.
It seems like,
It was written.
We were never meant to be.

Just like the sun and moon,
Destined to be together yet far away,
Just a difference.
We are not even destined to be together,
Perhaps our fate was misread.
- Anushka*

#freeverse #musings

Perhaps It's You and Me Again

*Your eyes, like grey storms against blue skies,
I step closer, only to witness you drowning
in a pool of the red.

Tonight, I strive to make it beautiful,
but the red persists, relentless in its truth.
it's never poetry, always blood.

Endlessly, it's us, the broken ones,
weaving fragments into words,
crafting a tragically beautiful tapestry.*

- Anushka

#micropoetry #freeverse