Micropoetry#83

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घर घर में कैद हैं…

घर घर में कैद हैंमाँ की बेताबियाँ अनेक हैंबाबा की तन्हाईयाँ ढेर हैंदीदी के सपने सरफ़रोश हैं…*घर घर में कैद हैंख्वाहिशें बेचैन हैंदिल में रंजिशें खामोश हैंआपसी शिकवे हर रोज़ हैं…*घर घर में कैद हैंहसरतें बेख़ौफ़ हैंमनमर्ज़ियों का शोर हैबगावतों का शहर है…

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Soulmates

the devotion in his eyes burst like a thousand stars purged within seconds the ghosts eclipsing her heart ~ her smile, the exalted shaman the light of his tired soul exorcised his demons making him pure and whole ~~~

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Micropoetry#71

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ऐ जिंदगी…

पल दो पल ठहरकर कभी हमें भी तो देख जिंदगी तेरी मीठी शरारतों में घुलना बाकी है अभी… पल दो पल पलटकर कभी हमें भी तो देख जिंदगी तेरी नमकीन मस्तियों को चखना बाकी है अभी… पल दो पल मुस्कुराकर कभी हमें भी तो देख जिंदगी तेरी हसीन मधोशियों में बिखरना बाकी है अभी…

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Scars, like Stars…

she hides them but they peek anyway she paints them but they peel away she looks at them hard when she’s alone she relives those stories that have long gone she distances herself from the world so piercing she worries she’ll be judged reduced to mockery she aches to be sans them she longs to…

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Micropoetry#66

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The Way that We Are– Book Review by Asha Seth

Author: Priyam Acharya | Genre: Poetry | Pages: 196 ‘The Way that We Are’, is Priyam Acharya’s second collection of free verses. Developed and written almost entirely during the year of the pandemic, every work in the compilation offers a perspective into the vulnerable side of human beings – making us the way that we,…

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Micropoetry#65

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Micropoetry#64

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tell me otherwise…

on some days when the moon is hiding behind a cloud I see you through its eyes and I feel your gaze upon me on those nights I find your smell lingering in the corners of my bed when I climb in they hug me until I fall asleep you may deny it wasn’t love…

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maybe that’s why…

a piece of your heart is lost in the crevices of this heart of mine maybe that’s why I know you’re missing me wanting to hold me to caress my lips to drape your body over mine like a creeper vein running up a wall maybe that’s why I know you shed a silent tear…

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You were my drug…

you were my drug the one I was bare without the one I couldn’t stop craving and even though I knew you were drowning me I held on to you like a ship does for anchor you were my drug the one I couldn’t live without the one couldn’t breathe without and even though you…

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Micropoetry#61

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Micropoetry#60

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