"N" Is For "Nostalgia" #atozchallenge

Once upon a time in autumn;

There she was,

The lonely heart, but the happy soul,

Contagiously mirthy.

She wandered in the mountains

Talked to the moon,

Wishing for harmony and love

From the stardust; In silence.

One fine day;

He ran into her,

And there he stood, gaping in amazement,

Besotted with her smile,

The lucky air struck the chord,

She loved to smile, he loved her smile.

Why did summer bypass spring?

Coz, that’s when history walked past them

Why couldn’t he turn a blind eye?

Why did she have to endure;

Like the days of yore.

She now awaits;

Calmly,

Blankly,

Unsmiling,

With nostalgia in her company,

Wishing for love and harmony,

From the stardust, in grief.

And autumn to come round.

I have signed up for Blogging From A - Z Challenge April. Today is Day 14. The above picture is from Mawlynnong, near Shillong in Meghalaya, India.

My List From A - Z

A Is For Azure  B Is For Bastion   C Is For Charlatan   D Is For Dawn   E Is For Encumber

F Is For Felicity   G Is For Gumption   H Is For Halcyon   I Is For Impromptu   

J Is For Jaunt   K Is For Kindle   L Is For Lurk   M Is For Maa

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What Is It; If Not A Poetry?

This is not a poetry;

Not the one that you are familiar with.

This is a sigh; The wail of my heart;

The one that you refuse to envisage

And here I live; Out in cold, homeless

Homeless, since your heart was my home;

In which, now resides your arrogance and vanity

If only you could see through and perceive,

And could discern the difference.

This is not a poetry

Not the one that you are familiar with.

This is a different sky; The sky of my visions;

I recurrently go on excursions across it

And spread the wings of my dreams so wide;

That they could just bolt away and glide high,

Outrageously high; Along I fly with them too;

Befitting into the cocoon,

Obliterating every possibility of defeat.

This is not a poetry

This is a different season; The season of my desires

Could there be another winter so cold;

And I could lie torpid sans obligations

Could there be another summer so hot;

I could walk barefoot destitute of getting burns

Could there be autumn so beguiling and vivid;

All I could want is to be surrounded with peace,

Vibrance, Tranquility and Quietude.

This is not a poetry

This is just a piece of my heart;

Of all the likeness and distinctness of my feelings

This is the contour of my sketch;

Finding  it’s purpose through the canvas of my soul

This is a ditty;

I would utterly love to sing out loud.

“My hope is to be hopeful enough;

To spot the light even at the darkest end of the tunnel”

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Forever It Is..........Do You Still?

Remember? The morning I cried my eyes out, you asked not to. It was not viable on your part which I asked you for. You mentioned that love for you only meant Zephyr. And promised you would love me forever. Do you still?

Remember? The night I clung unto you, to fall asleep everlastingly. Without the need to be aware of any interlude. Every gratification trapped within thee souls like one. You wanted to do the same, and your lips whispered, “I want this to be unchanged forever”. Do you still?

Remember? That instant when we spent the twilight, watching the sun burn down to the ebb; I wished to share each dusk of my life sitting alongside you; watching the sun go down. And I wished you to be around at every dawn, I waking by your side. You kissed in conformity. Do you still?

Remember? The day we planned that impromptu vacation. Bailing out of workloads. Those frenzied days when not work but leisure keeps one busy. That one jaunt changed everything for you. You had uttered. You were at your happiest self and the reason for your happiness was Zephyr. You wished to travel every corner of the world with me. Enjoy every voyage with me. Do you still?

Remember? Those festivals we rejoiced together. Those Diwalis, those Holis, those Eids, those Christmases. All my wishes were realized by my love. You never left any stone unturned. Always made sure I get what I wished for. Your silent care, your loud mirth, your subtle love, your unsaid emotions.  I feel them all; every second. Do you still?

Remember? That late night phone call, when you confessed your love. And many more calls that followed through. Your remarks on each and every gesture of mine. All my firsts with you. The first date, the first outing, the first peck, the first kiss, the first hug, the first fight. You wanted to take me away from everyone. Be with me forever. Do you still?

Remember? After those stupid fights. I was always the one to break the ice. And the teary patch ups. You walked along the corridor blabbering and boasting about being different around me. Only me. You would always say that it was impossible for you to remain quiet and calm with anyone else but me. You mentioned; you would never take any nonsense from anyone but me. Do you still?

Remember? The moment you decided to end this all. I was dead silent and you wanted me to speak. I had a straight face and you wanted me to vent it out. I walked away and you asked me to come back. I asked why? You had no answer. Do you still?

I remember it all. All makes me drown into nostalgia. All makes me smile. All makes me sail in the ocean of tears. All makes me love you more. All makes me abhor less. All makes me vulnerable. All makes me tough. All makes me destructive. All makes me inventive. This is all I am left with. 

Is it still Forever? For you?

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