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Priyanka's space

where my wind takes me

Month: November 2015

I Quit

I repeated u ignored
I shouted u kept quiet
I became silent u didnt notice
I reminded u challenged
I quit u dismissed

 

Posted on November 7, 2015March 6, 2025 by priyankasinghal.com Posted in Poems Leave a comment

Alone

Unappreciated wasteful void
Nothing to say
Nowhere to go
Nobody to be with

Irrevocable.
Seemingly irrevocable
Silence.

Frozen unresponsive slumber
Stared directionless
Random sincerity

At home at work from home from work

Posted on November 6, 2015March 6, 2025 by priyankasinghal.com Posted in Poems 1 Comment

Unfulfilled

Intoxicated and full
Of ideas and being
Of memories and loss
Of promises and doubts
Of resolves and delays
Of dreams and not
Of him and her

image courtesy – volegov.com

Posted on November 5, 2015March 6, 2025 by priyankasinghal.com Posted in Poems Leave a comment

Both Mine

Sending letters
Post office and first day covers
Summer break and pen friends
Envelope and stamps
Postman and afternoons
Wait and perusals
Smile and tears
All lost…

Sending messages from one id to the other. Both mine.

Posted on November 4, 2015March 6, 2025 by priyankasinghal.com Posted in Poems Leave a comment

Orphanage

Unattended unguided unseen underground

Lived stale childhood abandoned

“Someone is here” but not to release them

Someone was there to release something else

And lived her childhood again

Posted on November 4, 2015March 6, 2025 by priyankasinghal.com Posted in Poems Leave a comment
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