The Quiet Between
A place for the words that found me,
and the ones I hope will find you.
and the ones I hope will find you.
My Writings
SOULMATES
What are soulmates? I asked
'Us' replied the rain and the stars.
"The way you look at us", said the stars
"The way we are attached with no words but emotions", said the rain.
'The rain and the stars are always so romantic things', I mused.
Stars that form effulgent patterns in the darkness surrounding the moon,
The reason why I look up at the night sky
That small hope when all I can see is nothingness
A part of me realizing how boundless they might be.
Rain that let me drown my sorrow in its splattering downpour,
That takes away all my endless tears and caresses me trickling down my bare skin;
My joyful laughs or unhappy cries muffling in the roaring thunder,
And oh! The heavenly smell of rain and wet soil.
"The way you hold my every secret and every emotion", I said to the heavenly stars.
"The way you are a blessing from the sky, truly the nature's greatest miracle", I said to the blissful rain.
No matter how much distance there is and how much obstacles are met,
Soulmates are meant for each other and will end up together.
'Us' replied the rain and the stars.
"The way you look at us", said the stars
"The way we are attached with no words but emotions", said the rain.
'The rain and the stars are always so romantic things', I mused.
Stars that form effulgent patterns in the darkness surrounding the moon,
The reason why I look up at the night sky
That small hope when all I can see is nothingness
A part of me realizing how boundless they might be.
Rain that let me drown my sorrow in its splattering downpour,
That takes away all my endless tears and caresses me trickling down my bare skin;
My joyful laughs or unhappy cries muffling in the roaring thunder,
And oh! The heavenly smell of rain and wet soil.
"The way you hold my every secret and every emotion", I said to the heavenly stars.
"The way you are a blessing from the sky, truly the nature's greatest miracle", I said to the blissful rain.
No matter how much distance there is and how much obstacles are met,
Soulmates are meant for each other and will end up together.
TAKE ME HOME
As June runs into July,
I write a letter to the stars:
"Where does my soul find its home?"
I still search for it
in every raindrop
and every wishing star,
every broken piece of my soul
that hides in the dark.
In the whispers of the breeze,
memories reside.
In the silent trees,
secrets gently hide.
I desire to uncover these secrets,
to understand if I truly belong
among the mountains,
to deep forests and roaring streams.
For I let thunder fill me to the bones,
and the forces of nature intoxicate me.
Or if I belong
betwixt the pages of my novels?
For in the conjuring of spells
with my wand,
I find completeness.
With the Six of Crows,
I found my thrill—
a heist,
a dream,
a daring skill.
In fairy tales,
my greatest delight took flight,
imagining myself like Rapunzel,
in the starry night.
These pages,
like ancient trees,
bear my whispered cries
and joyous laughter,
capturing fragments of my essence.
Yet, the lingering question endures
Where do I belong?
I'm still visited at times
by the sweet fragrance of nostalgia,
like a perfumed whisper
from days gone by.
And as a restless rhythm
invades my heart,
a realisation dawns—
a soul's home
is in a world
where dreams coincide.
And I whisper,
"Take me back to yesterday."
I write a letter to the stars:
"Where does my soul find its home?"
I still search for it
in every raindrop
and every wishing star,
every broken piece of my soul
that hides in the dark.
In the whispers of the breeze,
memories reside.
In the silent trees,
secrets gently hide.
I desire to uncover these secrets,
to understand if I truly belong
among the mountains,
to deep forests and roaring streams.
For I let thunder fill me to the bones,
and the forces of nature intoxicate me.
Or if I belong
betwixt the pages of my novels?
For in the conjuring of spells
with my wand,
I find completeness.
With the Six of Crows,
I found my thrill—
a heist,
a dream,
a daring skill.
In fairy tales,
my greatest delight took flight,
imagining myself like Rapunzel,
in the starry night.
These pages,
like ancient trees,
bear my whispered cries
and joyous laughter,
capturing fragments of my essence.
Yet, the lingering question endures
Where do I belong?
I'm still visited at times
by the sweet fragrance of nostalgia,
like a perfumed whisper
from days gone by.
And as a restless rhythm
invades my heart,
a realisation dawns—
a soul's home
is in a world
where dreams coincide.
And I whisper,
"Take me back to yesterday."
NEVER KNOWN
I had not known..
Forever was so fickle
It always sounded a long word
But I never knew it could be just a moment's
I had not known..
Almost was such a conman
For when something is about to happen
Almost loves to join and ruin every plan
I had not known..
Gone was such a melancholic soul
Once if someone is gone
They are gone— not a part but whole
Everything in life comes in duality
Just like the time can be a healer and a killer Alone
So wrap me in dreams—
I have never known
Forever was so fickle
It always sounded a long word
But I never knew it could be just a moment's
I had not known..
Almost was such a conman
For when something is about to happen
Almost loves to join and ruin every plan
I had not known..
Gone was such a melancholic soul
Once if someone is gone
They are gone— not a part but whole
Everything in life comes in duality
Just like the time can be a healer and a killer Alone
So wrap me in dreams—
I have never known
CHANGES
Never had I ever spent so much time with my family,
Maybe I did long for a trip to the mountains,
But home was the only place I needed to be at this time,
For this was the first time in a long time that everyone was free and together again.
Till yesterday, I didn't know myself.
I just needed some time to be friends with my soul.
And I knew that the universe had given us time now.
Maybe I'm yet to know myself more, but now I do know the likings of my soul;
I fell in love with learning languages,
I fell in love with stars, rain, and reading.
I started to feel everything deeply,
and I started rhapsodizing.
Don't ask me if things changed for the worst or for the good,
All I know is that things changed, they're not going to be the same,
And I learnt,
I changed, and I'm not going to be the same.
Maybe I did long for a trip to the mountains,
But home was the only place I needed to be at this time,
For this was the first time in a long time that everyone was free and together again.
Till yesterday, I didn't know myself.
I just needed some time to be friends with my soul.
And I knew that the universe had given us time now.
Maybe I'm yet to know myself more, but now I do know the likings of my soul;
I fell in love with learning languages,
I fell in love with stars, rain, and reading.
I started to feel everything deeply,
and I started rhapsodizing.
Don't ask me if things changed for the worst or for the good,
All I know is that things changed, they're not going to be the same,
And I learnt,
I changed, and I'm not going to be the same.
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A POISON TREE
I was angry with my friend;
I told my wrath, my wrath did end.
I was angry with my foe:
I told it not, my wrath did grow.
And I watered it in fears,
And I waterd it in fears,
Night & morning with my tears:
And I sunned it with smiles,
And with soft deceitful wiles.
And it grew both day and night.
Till it bore an apple bright.
And my foe beheld it shine,
And he knew that it was mine.
And into my garden stole,
When the night had veild the pole;
In the morning glad I see;
My foe outstretched beneath the tree.
I told my wrath, my wrath did end.
I was angry with my foe:
I told it not, my wrath did grow.
And I watered it in fears,
And I waterd it in fears,
Night & morning with my tears:
And I sunned it with smiles,
And with soft deceitful wiles.
And it grew both day and night.
Till it bore an apple bright.
And my foe beheld it shine,
And he knew that it was mine.
And into my garden stole,
When the night had veild the pole;
In the morning glad I see;
My foe outstretched beneath the tree.
THE ROAD NOT TAKEN
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference..
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference..
She had stars behind each eyelid,
And a galaxy in her soul,
That drew people to her endless heart,
Like the pull of a black hole.
She was made of earth and fire,
Of wishes cast on shooting stars,
She was a brand new solar system,
Unlike the ones they’d known so far.
With constellations ever changing,
No one could memorise her skies,
And they thought the thing for them to do,
Was bring her to their size.
They shrunk the universe within her,
Told her her vast expanse was wrong,
That she should make her life much smaller,
If she wanted to belong.
As they collapsed her world around her,
She felt her inner stars grow cold,
Until her life was far too heavy,
For her once strong arms to hold.
You might wonder how it happened,
But I guess that it makes sense,
Because a life becomes much heavier,
When it’s the universe condensed.
And a galaxy in her soul,
That drew people to her endless heart,
Like the pull of a black hole.
She was made of earth and fire,
Of wishes cast on shooting stars,
She was a brand new solar system,
Unlike the ones they’d known so far.
With constellations ever changing,
No one could memorise her skies,
And they thought the thing for them to do,
Was bring her to their size.
They shrunk the universe within her,
Told her her vast expanse was wrong,
That she should make her life much smaller,
If she wanted to belong.
As they collapsed her world around her,
She felt her inner stars grow cold,
Until her life was far too heavy,
For her once strong arms to hold.
You might wonder how it happened,
But I guess that it makes sense,
Because a life becomes much heavier,
When it’s the universe condensed.