Author Kirti Kangra
“In the end what matters is you, and your belief in yourself. Be a HUMAN in the multitude of sapiens. Be the one who comprehends the positivity in the abyss of dejected vibes.”
You Have Your Own Colors
The main cause that leads you to darkness is the light of expectations associated with people with which you illuminate your heart. Why do you always think that you need support to get out of the darkness? Why do you always wait for someone to come? Why are you never enough for yourself? You think you need support to hold yourself up because your soul is on the verge of endurance while your actual need of an hour is your self. If people come to hold you, then they’ll come with their colors and you’re holding their hand by considering them your perfect cure while you have your eyes shut over your colors. They’ll be lit a lamp of hope in your despairing soul and soon will extinguish it. Time changes on its time, but people change at any time. Whenever you find yourself in darkness, it’s your choice to choose whether to scatter yourself by chasing others or to refine yourself with your colors. Your dependence on others will slash all your wings while independence will teach you how to fly with your colors. So, the only one who can bring color into your life is just yourself.
Mes
She lost herself in the crowd
Her soul was sold
In the world’s bright shroud
Her body, forced into a mold
Her mind’s a mess
Her heart, enclosed in a shell
But it ain’t any less
That’s how she dwells
She has built a wall
In her bones
Around that stone
Waiting for someone
To make it fall
Open that shell
And you’ll demonstrate
What’s her heart like
It’s desolate
But it ain’t psych
It’s nothing but delicate
She tried to find herself in the ashes
Her heart, shattered
Her mind, filled with dashes
And her soul dropped
At last, she stopped
Her existence
Was merely anything
No more, No less
It’s nothing
But a beautiful mess
Self-Scuffle
At this moment, another journey is about to start
Last chance to rebel,
from this world within me, from your existence,
within each drop of its endless oceans
echoes of your melodious voice, among the gigantic
mountains there
the sweet smell of your presence in the waves of dancing air
even rocks and pebbles vibrate with a desire to breathe, to
inhale, to purify their soulless, beatless hearts
Achefullness of the body like changing weathers,
denied escaping,
for the sake of gaining peace,
don‟t know for a second or a moment, less than a blink of an
eye
I swear! I and my soul can’t
Let this world within an ending life fly toward the eternal
universe.
A Romantic Nature
Look at the romance of sky and earth
How the earth sends love letters
Through the vapors
And sky, overwhelmed with love,
Replies with tears.
They pour down one by one
Each drop outdone
And how they spread into tinier drops
When they make contact with the mud
How they send off a fragrance
That echoes their love
That makes the moon hide behind the clouds
And the sun to blush into seven colors.
Beauty
Her roaring sound
Her staring lion eyes
Anger is the part of her beauty
Her cascade down head
Her pinkish bluffing cheeks
Shy is the part of her beauty
Her scattered quiet talks
Her unsaid accepted words
Silence is the part of her beauty
Her unfocused dejected vibes
Her un-viewed devil billow
Ignorance is the part of her beauty
Her night mail wishes
Her dear one bliss prayers
Care is the part of her beauty
Her goodness towards others
Her equality for everyone
Love is the part of her beauty
Her firm faith in Almighty
Her strong positive thoughts
Patience is the part of her beauty
Her soft and large giving heart
Her forgotten scared heart of folk’s unkindness
Kindness is the part of her beauty
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