Feeling the Feelings

Sensing the feelings,

Guarded them back inside.

Stepped forward to hold them,

Those hands, that left mine.



With a smiling face and glittery eyes;

Played the melodious tune in sombre.

Couldn't recount in love,

There's no start in December.



Refusal from those eyes,

used to sparkle with glee.

Abhorrence from that beautiful heart,

That had only me.



Felt like shouting, felt like numb.

Carried a smile as a disguise.

The start appeared as the end,

As love's demise.

-Sangam



Epitome of Knowledge: Teacher

I found a boy

Cherishing the mind with the beautiful memories we have,

I dreamed of another adorable moment with you. 

Vibrant and radiant,

That sweet and spicy combination seems to renew.

Baby, just hold my hand,

Accompany me to that bliss.

Embracing love’s land,

Soothe me with the kiss.

You’re my smile, 

You’re my haven. 

Engrossing all the vibes of your presence,

I am driven. 

You must wait, answer me for a while

How are all your offences forgiven? 

I am vague without you,

Living with the reminiscences.

Can’t even clear the cache,

Need it to cope up with the distance. 

Eyes are waiting to see.

To dance with the glee.

Tracing the contour of love,

To find my happiness’s key.

                                          ...Sangam

Love Again 

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Remember, how we met? 

In the world separated from the internet. 

Free from pain, free from threat. 

That innocent smile, I can't forget. 

How circumstances changed us together? 

How did your priorities change like the weather? 

However,  I don't intend to bother. 

 May you live happily forever! 

"I love you", the most accessible phrase available,

Which makes the lover vulnerable.

Feeling of being loved is enviable, 

 True love in the world is unpayable. 

The phases of our love include both jazz and acoustic. 

Do I need to explain? Is love linguistic? 

Your presence in my life was beautiful and majestic. 

Come back to me please, before it becomes drastic. 

...Sangam

Reflection

While exploring my love for nature,

I rolled deep in the paradise of the country.

Got the fragrance of frosty creature,

While turning the pages which appeared dusty.

Mesmerized by the smile persisting in danger,

Asked them their view on the victory.

A child rose up like a saviour,

Narrating the pain and anger which was gusty.

Many questions were left by that stranger,

Those fierce eyes depicted the long live revolution.

Thoughts revolved in the ocean of glacier,

Found Hizbul Mujahideen as the force behind persecution.

Snow covered the redness of blood of teenager,

Frustration came out as violence in the name of religion.

Driven for the tag of the peace-maker,

Those innocent hands held guns with resolution.

Got killed acting the role of avenger,

And existence buried in pollution.

Who contributed and who was the gainer?

Asking Kashmir from the country with elocution.

Rescued

In the silence of night, 

Her heart screamed.

Tears witnessed the fight, 

Spoke her scull I dreamed.

Truly, don't get the difference,

Between memory and dream.

Both is like cocktail,

Affects with starry gleam.

Feeling is something,

Can't be technologically cloned.

Love can never be replicated,

It loves to be unknown.

Love is insane,

Roaming in past for his esteem.

Anonymously collecting memories,

Following happiness stream.

Life is not a movie,

Its a drama performed by lovers.

Can't be resumed or replayed,

Leaves souvenir of what it covers.

Silently killed by keen focus, 

Every remembrance fades away.

Driven lover in the ocean of grief,

Persuaded no way.

Looking into the stars,

For the glory to shower.

To get a glimpse of him,

For her hope to empower.

Without any movement in the ocean,

Oh heaven! Got the brim.

Didn't expected the life again,

As don't know how to swim.

Found an island of peace,

Felt him beside being alone.

The ray of his presence injected,

And her heart shone.

Smiled weirdly,

But that was owner's beam.

To change the plot of her life,

This is the God's scheme.

Uh! Those classified plans,

Got purified in rain.

A streak flashed,

And thundered saying, "wanna see you again".

Dusk

Exotic creations

Opened the eyes with sunshine,
Preaching everyday, for him as mine.
Glory was counted by the chirp of birds.
I recalled the time, when I was at cloud nine.

This one is refreshing too, as touched by divine.
Feeling memories by soothing breeze, missing one line.
Want to ask heavenly body, was everything absurd?
What is the destiny of immortal incline?

Both of us are bonded, but not by any twine.
Yet separated, attracting me towards shrine.
We are fading but memories are not even blurred.
A positive thought is living but found no sign.