Longing lust, lost memorabilia, lozenges to heal bruised thoughts, a sore throat tearing into my soul taking your name making my life and voice hoarse with pain. Still, longing... Longing #napowrimo19 #longing

Longing #napowrimo19 #longing

Longing
lust,
lost memorabilia,
lozenges
to heal
bruised thoughts,
a sore throat
tearing into my soul
taking your name
making my life and voice
hoarse with pain.
Still,
longing...
Longing
#napowrimo19
#longing

Diwa

On days and nights Of endless longing, I await the magnificence Of your love; So that I may again Partake of the joy That inundates my soul, Whenever You're around. "Longing" #Longing #diwa #yqbaba

"Longing" #longing #diwa #yqbaba

On days and nights
Of endless longing,
I await the magnificence
Of your love;
So that I may again
Partake of the joy
That inundates my soul,
Whenever
You're around. "Longing"

#Longing #diwa #yqbaba

Satyarth

Longing

SUSMITHA VONTILIN

In the quiet of the night, I see his face, But the happiness I used to feel is gone. I've laughed and cried, traveled a long way, But there's still a sadness deep inside me. Lost in the waves of time, I journey alone, Looking for comfort in memories now faded. Every day, I try to find my path, But the pain in my heart doesn't go away. I used to dance in moments of joy, But now I feel lost in the darkness of the night. In times of happiness, I found relief, But now I feel a heaviness in my soul. Lost in the waves of time, I journey alone, Looking for comfort in memories now faded. Every day, I try to find my path, But the pain in my heart doesn't go away. In the confusion, I seek clarity, Hoping to find strength in my song. Though the journey ahead may be tough, I'll find courage in the echoes of my melody. Lost in the waves of time, I journey alone, Looking for comfort in memories now faded. Every day, I try to find my path, But the pain in my heart doesn't go away. ©SUSMITHA VONTILIN Longing

Longing #Love

Diya Beigh

For me longing is nothing but just a peace of mind and i need that badly. ©Diya Beigh #Longing

#longing #Life

Ibraheem Waziri

INEVITABLE Woe unto me! To try the inevitable Mine could have been a prayer To such a promising father Inscribed in my memories Embedded in my brains In the recesses of my mind Glossy as they are Are sights of his smiles In a state of loss I am I am being haunted By smiles of compassion Which were the sources of my pride His caressing hands Were a fountains of solace The source of my courage And a refuge to my soul I am a being, rejoicing, Ever I remember his words Words of blessings As they were mumbled out From that mouth of grace I was at his bedside When his last hours neared In a frozen smile he turned Tending to my side Very frail and ill There he showered me blessings As I felt his cuddling hands Deep to my marrow they sank I was dejected When the inevitable happened My grasp was hard When his bright eyes turned In search of the spirit As it finished its job 28:4: ‘98 #Longing

#longing #poem

INEVITABLE

Woe unto me!
To try the inevitable
Mine could have been a prayer
To such a promising father

Inscribed in my memories
Embedded in my brains
In the recesses of my mind
Glossy as they are
Are sights of his smiles

In a state of loss I am
I am being haunted
By smiles of compassion
Which were the sources of my pride

His caressing hands
Were a fountains of solace
The source of my courage
And a refuge to my soul

I am a being, rejoicing,
Ever I remember his words
Words of blessings
As they were mumbled out
From that mouth of grace

I was at his bedside
When his last hours neared
In a frozen smile he turned
Tending to my side

Very frail and ill
There he showered me blessings
As I felt his cuddling hands
Deep to my marrow they sank

I was dejected
When the inevitable happened
My grasp was hard
When his bright eyes turned
In search of the spirit
As it finished its job

28:4: ‘98 #Longing

Zenobia Merchant

It's only in the Night When the heart cries for what it really longs #longing

#longing

Bhargavi Ramesh

She tried to sail the ship Which never had destination point And that's how she planned for unplanned ... #longing

#longing

JuNaid SuHaIs

Longing

Longing #Poetry

Aradhana Mishra

मेरे खयालों में सौ सौ बातें हैं, शोर में भी गहरे सन्नाटे हैं, उन सन्नाटों के बोझ तले दब जाते हैं, दब के जाते हैं करीब दर्द के इतने, दब के जाते हैं करीब दर्द के इतने, के इतने दर्द में बिखर से जाते हैं । ©Aradhana Mishra #longing

#longing

मेरे खयालों में सौ सौ बातें हैं,
शोर में भी गहरे सन्नाटे हैं,
उन सन्नाटों के बोझ तले दब जाते हैं,
दब के जाते हैं करीब दर्द के इतने,
दब के जाते हैं करीब दर्द के इतने,
के इतने दर्द में बिखर से जाते हैं ।

©Aradhana Mishra #longing

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