DeepSojourns

Did you ever consider, How much affection  Within you will remain  For when the time arrives  To tend to the heart,  Which could heal yours?  You kept tending  Pretentious fledgelings,  Claiming that they  Needed to be mended.  Gently attended. And perhaps, If you may have overlooked, Did you mean Those bewildered hearts  Needed to be A little offended?   Your years of practiced charm  And sorceress flattery  May have comforted some  And drowned Many  Magic was indeed  Your secret weapon,  Yet, you must know  You kept on fixing  What was never broken.                                                    - VAISHALI  ~DENOTATION~ 1. Pretentious : attempting to impress by affecting greater importance or merit than is actually possessed. 2. Fledgling :  A p...

As I tear The layers  That I wear I then assimilate. No ounce of my flesh Had known any fear, That all the unease In my sphere Are all concocted by me. And are illusions mere. Every time I encounter That which dares My inside spear With an intention to blear My forbearance and valour My competence is reflected throughout, foremost And my rear As the layers  That appears  On my petite figure.                                                                                    - VAISHALI ~DENOTATION~ 1. Tacit : understood or implied without being stated. 2. Assimilate : to learn and understand something.  3. Concocted : to makeup or invent something. 4. Spear : a weapon with a pointed tip. 5. B...

Every journey is unique And so are you Unique is your perception And the way you break through Every journey that you pick You'll find pebbles too Search within yourself  You shall find all the clues The voyage will be you The reason will be you As you find all the answers The reign will be you So, create for yourself  That one glorious quest To ascertain your win And shine from the rest                                             - VAISHALI

Faith would bring Into your universe The joy that you desire And the success you wish for Given that you hold The insight to wait  For the moment you become The master of your own fate Desiring is a concept Deserving is one One's brought by luck And the other by hard work Hoping that the latter  Becomes your magic word This is me, signing off from you See you again, at the top of the world.                                                              - VAISHALI 

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