DeepSojourns

Streets would have been forsaken Yet neither you, nor me You kept far Accompanying the stars And I kept beholding you As the star in my stars To call into my cosmos  An affair so promising Where I created you To keep myself a company You kept shining on me Subtle every inch Deeper as it got Though not an intended wit And it kept trading something Fairly inside me Your glamor and your rumor Have both got me swooning A little brittle, yet mettle I let the change digging in The effect that you hold No-one could possibly seize  Filling myself with me As you keep shining on me.                                                    - VAISHALI

And I came Defeated again Yet certainly  Another courageous Revelation of me For a surprise I didn't need to pick my pieces Muster my pride Or doubt my worth This while I was enough Desirably bold  Adequately confident  Filled with hope Until next That I would appear  Better than usual Beautifully sold To the worthy impulse                                             - VAISHALI

  Some of me Drizzles away.. Wherever I go On people I meet and the things I change   Some of me I let it fade.. In turned pages Of the conflicts I faced to pave my way   Some of me Withers away.. In the olden days Of sorrow and despair   Some of me Turns into autumn.. And falls away Like horrors of my inner phantom   Half of me Is left with me.. Which I proudly claim And dissolve within                                                                        - VAISHALI

  Ambitions... I came to you Chasing consciously As the world says to   Deranged.. I became In pursuit of sovereignty To find my occasion, Fail and become mighty   Dumbfound.. I stood As it finally came to me To get a second bite at the cherry Hunting my fears will set me free   Prophesying.. As much as I did Farther, tougher and unfamiliar Finer than my prayers, indeed   Feisty.. As I got Bolder than my thoughts Sitting on a hamster wheel Unknown battles yet to be fought                                                                             - VAISHALI

  A journey reflects in the mirror And one mirrors outside Often enchanting, often cruel Significantly unique yet identical   One is an anticipated past Beside an unknown multiverse Plotted by the spirits So, I can write a verse   At times an agreed engagement Or a complete coincidence Both becomes a part of me Thence   Filled with flaws to the brim Beautifully carved, ruthless queen Either all’s in or all’s left out Nothing remains in between                                                                                                                         - VAISHALI

Since the day she said "Chalo tumhe gaon ghumate hain" And a journey started off On that unplanned evening Many such evenings came later And we kept exploring the village Talking, giggling and racing. And I started to learn How she perceives the world And how the world looks at her. A graceful young lady Beautiful inside out She'll be a guide, if you're stuck somewhere Knowing all your strengths and weaknesses She's a dedicated schoolteacher If you want to speak  to someone She'll be a patient friend She'll become a home away from home For all those missing their family frame. Wearing all her roles with poise She's a spot-on dutiful enchanter Building her own rules In her utopian tower. Forever cheerful, always chirping Showering everyone with greetings. With awe she looks around and With awe the world looks at her, She is a forever sunshine Shining everyday brighter. Happy Birth Anniversary to you Ma'am With all the love that you're spreading ...

Once who craved colours and cheers Now is undertaking the grayscale hassle Once a darling of some hearts Is now building her own castle  Afeared of being alone She is dreaming in a dark forest All the deep, hidden fears Are disappearing at her behest Once celebrated as a lover of harmony Today is an underneath mayhem Beautifully built set of beliefs  Are stepping down her helm A bargain of herself To the one she’s supposed to be It’s me sitting again Rewriting the truth of me.                                                                           -VAISHALI   ~DENOTATION~ 1. Hassle : irritating inconvenience  2. Behest : a person’s orders or commands  3. Mayhem : violent or extreme disorder, chaos 4. Helm : a position of leadership