Submissions by InDreamz
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Clumsy with words...
To the Deep ...With love
Deep Underground Poetry
is adorned with gems:
diamonds, rubies, emeralds;
they are the stardrops
that melted, melded and molded
into stellar poets;
with their exquisite, emotive and evocative ink
they touched the hearts of many.
The Deep- a society of
intellectuals, artists ,seers ,
and misfits like me-
an amalgam of colorful diversity
of culture, customs ,thoughts
united in one spirit
called the Deep Under Ground Poetry.
The halls echoed with their
laughter and tears,
insanity and...
is adorned with gems:
diamonds, rubies, emeralds;
they are the stardrops
that melted, melded and molded
into stellar poets;
with their exquisite, emotive and evocative ink
they touched the hearts of many.
The Deep- a society of
intellectuals, artists ,seers ,
and misfits like me-
an amalgam of colorful diversity
of culture, customs ,thoughts
united in one spirit
called the Deep Under Ground Poetry.
The halls echoed with their
laughter and tears,
insanity and...
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
79 reads
6 Comments
love me like...
Love me
Like you love flowers,
but don't pluck my petals
for they are my essence
Love me
Like you love water:
I'll quench your thirst,
be your life.
So drink me as much as you want,
but don't waste me
for I'm precious
Love me
Like you love sparrows,
but don't hold me too tight,
for I'm fragile;
will suffocate and may die
Love me
Like you can bring the moon
to me;
and I'll love you back
by casting thousands of stars
on your way
But...
Like you love flowers,
but don't pluck my petals
for they are my essence
Love me
Like you love water:
I'll quench your thirst,
be your life.
So drink me as much as you want,
but don't waste me
for I'm precious
Love me
Like you love sparrows,
but don't hold me too tight,
for I'm fragile;
will suffocate and may die
Love me
Like you can bring the moon
to me;
and I'll love you back
by casting thousands of stars
on your way
But...
#SelfWorth
97 reads
13 Comments
choker
Poetry died
the day you left me:
you robbed me of
all my beautiful words
and lavished them
on some pretty girl.
You decorated her
with the stolen verses
that my heart
had sung for you.
Now all I do is paint-
paint myself with tears;
even the color is pale-
artless work on a broken canvas.
Why don't you take away
my pearly tear drops:
string them together
to make a choker;
a souvenir-
to gift her
when you choke her heart too!
.
the day you left me:
you robbed me of
all my beautiful words
and lavished them
on some pretty girl.
You decorated her
with the stolen verses
that my heart
had sung for you.
Now all I do is paint-
paint myself with tears;
even the color is pale-
artless work on a broken canvas.
Why don't you take away
my pearly tear drops:
string them together
to make a choker;
a souvenir-
to gift her
when you choke her heart too!
.
#betrayal
#breakup
#heartbroken #love
#heartbroken #love
111 reads
8 Comments
where do stars go to sleep?
i oft wonder
where do stars slumber?
as soon as dawn
smudges the darkness,
the shimmering dots fade away
...fade into the sun's
golden beams-
a water of dreams it is,
where the twinkling gems
submerge
deep within its sea;
mirroring the heavens,
this blue ocean
is where these glowworms
turn into starfish.
they rest at the bottom
of the surreal world
until the skies
turn back
to bewitching black,
waking up the
mystical sparkles
from their sweet sleep;
flowering into a starry...
where do stars slumber?
as soon as dawn
smudges the darkness,
the shimmering dots fade away
...fade into the sun's
golden beams-
a water of dreams it is,
where the twinkling gems
submerge
deep within its sea;
mirroring the heavens,
this blue ocean
is where these glowworms
turn into starfish.
they rest at the bottom
of the surreal world
until the skies
turn back
to bewitching black,
waking up the
mystical sparkles
from their sweet sleep;
flowering into a starry...
#dreams
#sleep
#stars
90 reads
9 Comments
sunrise
my sleeping eyes
blossomed like lotus petals,
at the touch of soft rays
radiating from your endearing gaze.
your smile painted a million strokes
on my illuminated face,
and my lips stretched into
an inverted dreamy rainbow.
your breath like minty mist
swept across my face,
when you whispered,
"my love, be awake"
your burlap like index
meandered from forehead
to my parched lips;
feeling my scars, ...
blossomed like lotus petals,
at the touch of soft rays
radiating from your endearing gaze.
your smile painted a million strokes
on my illuminated face,
and my lips stretched into
an inverted dreamy rainbow.
your breath like minty mist
swept across my face,
when you whispered,
"my love, be awake"
your burlap like index
meandered from forehead
to my parched lips;
feeling my scars, ...
#happiness
#love
#lover #morning
#lover #morning
164 reads
8 Comments
rusted memories
rusted memories
jabbed my heart:
my soul's turning sepsis
gradually it will rot
oozing odour of toxicity
which has already started
paralyzing me,
my senses are going numb;
lockjaw of mind-
cant' enunciate feelings.
hurry, inject me a shot!
jab me with sanity,
eliminate the microbial apparitions
of my infected past
haunting the catacombs
in my mental cavern;
exhume his
ungodly touch,
vandalize graves
of his lies,
exorcise!
please exorcise me
of his remains ...
jabbed my heart:
my soul's turning sepsis
gradually it will rot
oozing odour of toxicity
which has already started
paralyzing me,
my senses are going numb;
lockjaw of mind-
cant' enunciate feelings.
hurry, inject me a shot!
jab me with sanity,
eliminate the microbial apparitions
of my infected past
haunting the catacombs
in my mental cavern;
exhume his
ungodly touch,
vandalize graves
of his lies,
exorcise!
please exorcise me
of his remains ...
#betrayal
#heartbroken
#lies
124 reads
6 Comments
don't leave me...
where are you, my darling?
you no longer visit me in my dreams...
i tried searching you among the stars
but all i could find was traces of your fragrance
lingering amongst the stellar streams.
where have you gone, my sweetheart?
are you hiding behind the lovely moon...
i enquired but it only assured me
saying you would return soon.
night is my refuge
cos it's then when i dream
and meet you soul to soul ...
you no longer visit me in my dreams...
i tried searching you among the stars
but all i could find was traces of your fragrance
lingering amongst the stellar streams.
where have you gone, my sweetheart?
are you hiding behind the lovely moon...
i enquired but it only assured me
saying you would return soon.
night is my refuge
cos it's then when i dream
and meet you soul to soul ...
#death
#IMissYou
121 reads
6 Comments
a morning to behold
clouds bloomed and sprinkled
cool dew drops,
as the sun emerged in a crimson robe;
the rosy aura smudged the periphery
like kohl spreads around eyes,
environs echoed with the
mellifluous music of birds
while the velvety breeze waltzed,
intoxicated with sweet aromas
of blossoming buds,
flirting with leaves
as it flowed along its drift.
sparkling streams gurgled
in kiddish merriment
savoring every droplets of drizzle,
while the leaves whispered
prayers to the universe,
as the trees meditated...
cool dew drops,
as the sun emerged in a crimson robe;
the rosy aura smudged the periphery
like kohl spreads around eyes,
environs echoed with the
mellifluous music of birds
while the velvety breeze waltzed,
intoxicated with sweet aromas
of blossoming buds,
flirting with leaves
as it flowed along its drift.
sparkling streams gurgled
in kiddish merriment
savoring every droplets of drizzle,
while the leaves whispered
prayers to the universe,
as the trees meditated...
#earth
#morning
#nature
#sun
#universe
117 reads
9 Comments
inner demons
my inner demons incarcerated
in the prison of my mind;
i let them out on a parole
for they seemed tranquliized.
the only rule to follow
that they would roam in solitude
without in the company
of their other inmates-
be just mute
i thought i had tamed them
and a little freedom
was served them as a treat,
but the moment they were released
they ran like wild hogs
stamping and trampling
those...
in the prison of my mind;
i let them out on a parole
for they seemed tranquliized.
the only rule to follow
that they would roam in solitude
without in the company
of their other inmates-
be just mute
i thought i had tamed them
and a little freedom
was served them as a treat,
but the moment they were released
they ran like wild hogs
stamping and trampling
those...
#LifeChangingMoment
#LifeStruggles
#MentalHealth #SelfReflection
#MentalHealth #SelfReflection
96 reads
14 Comments
Paradox
do we exist
or it's just a dream...?
when you become 'aware'
of your being,
you'll find yourself
at an intersection of two circles
representing reality and illusion;
the place they smudge
is a mental haze-
misty and mystique,
familiar yet unfamiliar.
a strange realm
where unknown overlaps known.
you can't evaluate your own existence,
you can't define your subsistence.
is our life real,
or a paradox
just like schrödinger's cat ...
or it's just a dream...?
when you become 'aware'
of your being,
you'll find yourself
at an intersection of two circles
representing reality and illusion;
the place they smudge
is a mental haze-
misty and mystique,
familiar yet unfamiliar.
a strange realm
where unknown overlaps known.
you can't evaluate your own existence,
you can't define your subsistence.
is our life real,
or a paradox
just like schrödinger's cat ...
#LifeChangingMoment
#SelfDiscovery
#spiritual #StreamOfConsciousness
#spiritual #StreamOfConsciousness
115 reads
11 Comments
Whirling Dervishes
like whirling dervishes are stars;
pirouetting on their axis-
spin, spin, spinning
in a meditative momentum.
zooming in...zooming out-
breathing luminous plasma.
fusing...exploding-
a continuum of endless beginning.
swirling...spiraling
ever in the celestial realm
to the divine music
of the colossal cosmos.
emerged from the void
these self-sustaining entities
held by their own gravity,
constructing...destructing
themselves
as they dance
in trance ...
pirouetting on their axis-
spin, spin, spinning
in a meditative momentum.
zooming in...zooming out-
breathing luminous plasma.
fusing...exploding-
a continuum of endless beginning.
swirling...spiraling
ever in the celestial realm
to the divine music
of the colossal cosmos.
emerged from the void
these self-sustaining entities
held by their own gravity,
constructing...destructing
themselves
as they dance
in trance ...
#spiritual
#stars
#love
108 reads
9 Comments
poetry-that's me
i let my thoughts and feelings
take the flow,
leading me to my inner sanctum
resting within my soul;
like a compass they direct me
to reach the hidden caverns
of my being,
veiled with cobwebs of worldly distractions
and temptations,
to explore my true self -
a shadow that i have always ignored.
digging up myself
i find a kaleidoscope
of my individuality;
never known so many shades
of me-
colourful and dreamy;
but grayish too
with a tinge of insanity.
as i make my...
take the flow,
leading me to my inner sanctum
resting within my soul;
like a compass they direct me
to reach the hidden caverns
of my being,
veiled with cobwebs of worldly distractions
and temptations,
to explore my true self -
a shadow that i have always ignored.
digging up myself
i find a kaleidoscope
of my individuality;
never known so many shades
of me-
colourful and dreamy;
but grayish too
with a tinge of insanity.
as i make my...
#WritingPoetry
102 reads
10 Comments
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