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indefinite_mirage

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indefinite_mirage

White 

If the doors broke down
Of your suffocating house
Will you still put up the façade
Of having a home sweet home?
If the doors broke down
Of all your smouldering dreams
Will you still be very adamant
That dreams are a child's play?
If the doors broke down
Of the crimes against you
Will you still remain nonchalant
And say forgive and forget?
If the doors broke down
Of the tensed situational life span
Will you not step out and
Start a dopamine serotonin dance?
If the doors broke down
Of those fake "goody two shoes"
Will you blame yourself
And impose self exile till death?
If the doors broke down
Of all the unhappy memories
Will you not rejoice
And start afresh once again?

©indefinite_mirage
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#love_shayari  Dristi Dash  Bhagyashree Jena

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indefinite_mirage

White 
The clock on the wall
Fills me with fear,
It’s cursed for me,
Reminding me of her every second.

On these lifeless walls,
Whenever my eyes wander,
They are drawn to it.
As if this clock peers into my soul.

With every tick, it whispers,
“How long will you stay trapped?
In this moment where she left you.
The world has moved on with every tick,
But you remain stuck in this Limbo."

This cursed clock frightens me.

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  clock
#sad_quotes  Dristi Dash  Bhagyashree Jena

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indefinite_mirage

White I tried to write about you,
But surprisingly, nothing came.
I held the pen longer than usual,
Wrote one word, and it was just YOU.
Then I stopped, unsure whether to feel
Happy or worried.

You were the big bang,
The spark that breathed life into my pen.
But now, the words have vanished.
It’s not sadness I feel,
Nor happiness.
If this is goodbye,
It should have been more.

Still,
I tried.
I tried to write about you,
But surprisingly, nothing came.
I held the pen longer than usual,
Wrote one word, and it was just YOU.

©indefinite_mirage
  you
#love_shayari  Dristi Dash  Bhagyashree Jena

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indefinite_mirage

White 

In the quiet whispers of the dawn, 
As sunlight filters through the trees, 
In the gentle rustle of the breeze, 
Lie the treasures that we seize.

A warm smile from a stranger's face, 
The soft patter of morning rain, 
A cup of tea in a cozy place, 
Are the joys that ease our pain.

The laughter shared with dearest friends, 
A book that takes us far away, 
The time we spend, the love we send, 
These moments paint our everyday.

In the glow of stars on a clear night, 
The melody of a favorite song, 
In every hug that feels just right, 
Are the things that make us strong.

Life's greatest gifts aren't grand or loud, 
They're often found in subtle ways, 
In the small, the sweet, the unavowed, 
In the calm of simple days.

So cherish each soft fleeting grace, 
The little things that make us whole, 
For in these moments, we embrace, 
The quiet joy that feeds the soul.

©indefinite_mirage
  yes
#Sad_Status  Dristi Dash  Bhagyashree Jena

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her
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indefinite_mirage

White 
You sound like a forgotten language, slowly whispering-
It's all coming back to me. 
Starting with verbs, flowing into second-person pronouns
Loving you, dreaming of you, 
Connecting through vivid adjectives, 
Passionately embracing, playfully wrestling. 

Time and separation have been our fiercest trials, 
Yet look at the strength we've forged, 
How our dialects mirror yet diverge, 
Movements and gestures remain steadfast— 
It's in the way you hold me, and I hold you. 

Embracing the joyous tears we've silently wept, 
Releasing emotions long suppressed. 
The path back home has never been so radiant, 
Amidst the spectacular changes of the ever-evolving terrain.

©indefinite_mirage
  language 
#Thinking  Dristi Dash  Bhagyashree Jena

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indefinite_mirage

White 
Peace, like a sharp red apple lodged in my throat,
Silence, a soft pink tongue, weaving through my lips,
Violence, its jagged teeth gnawing at my bones,
Voiceless, I fade into a spectral wraith, clinging to life.

I watched you drown in others' dreams,
Tethered by their expectations, dangling from fraying threads.
The scent of distant waters filled your senses,
Suffocating, ensnared in their iron fetters.

I know of the songs you've never sung,
Your hidden desires cloaked beneath a scarlet shroud.
They laid out the tapestry for all to behold,
While you lingered in the shadows, obscured by the mire.
As the world bleeds in silence,
I am captive to peace's cold, corridor.

©indefinite_mirage
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#Sad_Status  Dristi Dash  Bhagyashree Jena

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indefinite_mirage

White Bin tere mera kya hai
Jisko sunu jisko kahun
Bin tere mujhme kya hai
Jisko jiyun jisme rahun.
Tujhme hi dunia meri hai
Tere ik pal main sadiyan meri
Bin tere main sehra sa hun
Bin tere main katra bhi nehin.
Tere hone se hi mera hona hai
Tujhko khona jaise khudko khonaa
Tu jo hai to main hun
Yun jo hai to main hun.

-Ankit Tiwari

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indefinite_mirage

White 
What if rain were the evaporated tears of people, rising silently to the sky, gathering in clouds heavy with untold stories? Each drop would carry the weight of a sorrow, a whispered goodbye, or a moment of unspoken pain. When the heavens could no longer bear the burden, they would weep, not in fury, but in the quiet despair of all that has been held inside for too long. And as the tears fall, they soak the earth, not to cleanse, but to remind us that some sorrows never fade, that some pain lingers in the soil, seeping deeper with every storm, leaving the world a little darker with each passing rain.

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  day
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indefinite_mirage

White 
In the reflective glass,
I glimpsed my essence.
Wondering how fast I grew up,
Pondering how me isn't me anymore.
In the reflective glass,
I tallied my lessons,
Recalling memories that are greying up.
Blossoming in a love that wasn't made for me.

©indefinite_mirage
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#Sad_shayri  Dristi Dash  Bhagyashree Jena

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