Submissions by Atript-Abhinav
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I cry poems
A Story
Sometimes I feel old,
So old that I treat the people of my age like babies,
Like they would get on a broom stick and fly to foreign lands,
over the hills and across the sea,
Over the mountains draped in snow,
Over the autumn fields green and yellow
Through the forest where my childhood stood still
Scared and lonely
I look at my fingers and the pen lying dead on my diary
Dear world, do you know that I exist?
I am trying to bridge the distance with poetry
And fill the scars with dreams
Dear sun, please stay
A little longer i beg
So old that I treat the people of my age like babies,
Like they would get on a broom stick and fly to foreign lands,
over the hills and across the sea,
Over the mountains draped in snow,
Over the autumn fields green and yellow
Through the forest where my childhood stood still
Scared and lonely
I look at my fingers and the pen lying dead on my diary
Dear world, do you know that I exist?
I am trying to bridge the distance with poetry
And fill the scars with dreams
Dear sun, please stay
A little longer i beg
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My Shadow
When my shadow travels east to fade,
The sun weeps farewell
I wave until it vanishes
And embrace the remains
Shade over hills and dales
The green greys
I give my ears to the final music
The moon rises and stars glitter
There's so much coming back to me
I watch the clouds wither
I close my eyes and dive into the melody
And I levitate from my reality
The sun weeps farewell
I wave until it vanishes
And embrace the remains
Shade over hills and dales
The green greys
I give my ears to the final music
The moon rises and stars glitter
There's so much coming back to me
I watch the clouds wither
I close my eyes and dive into the melody
And I levitate from my reality
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she
She came on wheels,
Her eyes pricked into my mind and stuck to remain,
A beautiful splinter of pain❤
Her eyes pricked into my mind and stuck to remain,
A beautiful splinter of pain❤
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The Weaver -Atript Abhinav
"where do you come from?"
Asked the weaver
"why ?" I asked
"never answer a question with a question o friend in the veil of a stranger", said the weaver
"I come from the land of gods"- I said
The weaver laughed
"you and I come from the same place then, I wonder how we have never met, you and I have walked the same streets, drank from the same springs, almost came across and always missed and maybe there is as much god in me"- said the weaver with a smile on his face
You wound lies in your spool my friend, for I had...
Asked the weaver
"why ?" I asked
"never answer a question with a question o friend in the veil of a stranger", said the weaver
"I come from the land of gods"- I said
The weaver laughed
"you and I come from the same place then, I wonder how we have never met, you and I have walked the same streets, drank from the same springs, almost came across and always missed and maybe there is as much god in me"- said the weaver with a smile on his face
You wound lies in your spool my friend, for I had...
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Move On
707 reads
2 Comments
Autumn Equinox
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Loved Someone??
Have you ever loved someone so much that you almost got sick?
Like you'll choke on your heart if you don't throw up a little bit??
You put your fingers into your throat,
Your index and your middle trying to force it all out but it does not work
You push your fingers a little deeper but love only grows
You want it to stop
You cry
But love does not stream down your eyes,
You slit your wrists,
A little relief,
But it's not enough
You want more,
You think of gods,
Beg for amnesia,
You want to erase her from your memories,
You want to...
Like you'll choke on your heart if you don't throw up a little bit??
You put your fingers into your throat,
Your index and your middle trying to force it all out but it does not work
You push your fingers a little deeper but love only grows
You want it to stop
You cry
But love does not stream down your eyes,
You slit your wrists,
A little relief,
But it's not enough
You want more,
You think of gods,
Beg for amnesia,
You want to erase her from your memories,
You want to...
686 reads
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Eyes On The Horizon
Eyes on The Horizon - Atript Abhinav
Walk the earth,
Like an artist auctioning his masterpiece for charity
Like an independent woman marking her existence in the society
Like a man of integrity boasting about everything he has achieved
Like morning dew shining on a barren field
Like a mother watching her children standing up on their feet
Like a rooster who believes that the sunlight depends on him
Like the son of a man who never traded his soul for money
Like a father of the soldier who died for his country
Like a bird on its flight across the...
Walk the earth,
Like an artist auctioning his masterpiece for charity
Like an independent woman marking her existence in the society
Like a man of integrity boasting about everything he has achieved
Like morning dew shining on a barren field
Like a mother watching her children standing up on their feet
Like a rooster who believes that the sunlight depends on him
Like the son of a man who never traded his soul for money
Like a father of the soldier who died for his country
Like a bird on its flight across the...
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Read Between The Lines
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