Magic Moments

Would I fade away in time? Would I fade away from your memory? Like the wisp of a distant wish, Like the figment of an imagination, Like the morning dream That ought to be forgotten. Or will I linger? Somewhere in the recesses of your mind, Somewhere in between remembrances Somewhere in the multiple folds of nostalgia. In wintry evenings, In the warmth of winter robes, In bubblegums and Cornettos In voices missed, In silences of words unspoken. Will I remain Somewhere in blurred videos And ill shot snaps. Somewhere in neon greens, In articulation of my name Somewhere in elevators and stairs And roads that perhaps go nowhere. Subscribe to our mailing list

About the Book: Aerogramme is a  collection of the poems  that have been read in poetry groups. Blame the group members if you find these ramblings nonsensical. Written in her journal, the poems are  signposts  along the journey called  ‘everyday’.  This is an attempt to recapture the thoughts over a period of the years  she lived away from home  yet moved closer to it. My Review: As the title suggests, it is a letter sent through air mail, snaps of life and jottings of memories. It is borne of nostalgia, from reminisces of the city the author lived in and other fond memories. I have been curious about what a poetry group must be like, a community that encourages and constantly gives you the much-needed feedback on your creative works. These verses took flight in Poetry Reading sessions in Secundrabad Poetry Club, that Nivedita was a part of. She recaptures time and events over the years through poetic verses, the only way to mo...

Source: Pixabay who are you when no one's around when the gazing eyes of the multitude see you not when the attention of the people scare you not who are you when no one cares about your identity when you have nothing to lose when you come out of your hiding who are you  when you can be a figment of imagination when you can be a make-believe when that name is not yours to take who are you?

Source: pixabay.com I belong In all the quotes I imprinted in my mind In all those words I fell in love with In all those imaginations I freely indulged in In all those characters I lived through the books I read. I belong To all those places I ever called home To all those people I ever called family To all those friends I ever called life’s gems To him that I ever called soul-mate. I belong In the forgetful memories of people once dear In the lost chances to reunite with love In regrets that they harbor In the guilt that gnaws at their souls. I belong To the wind, that caresses my face To the sky that showers its love and blessing To the seasons that welcome me with open arms To the miracle that life is. I belong To the receding breaths that leave me faint To the beats of the heart, that are pulling the breaks To the oblivion, that awaits on the other end To the bottomless pit that threatens to swallow me whole.

I doubt if I ever loved you I doubt everything I ever knew. I doubt all that I see But never doubt your love for me. Everything seems fake Every wish that I make. Every truth, every lie Every faith, every sigh. Every right every wrong Every unwritten song. I feel so undecided Which path to take? Should I allow love to revisit, Let the past knock at my door, Once more.

The wind brings with it the flavor of moist land The touch of the vast desert and the sand. It carries with it the moisture of the ocean And the memories, nostalgia, and dreams of men. It brings the longing for home Whispers and secret messages for some. It delivers men's kisses to their wives And eases fear from hearts scared for their lives. It speaks of tales untold Legends of the brave and the bold. It talks of following your heart Fearing not and making a start. Sometimes it brings back the ghosts of the past Things, thoughts, that might not long last. It's the voyager's best friend Accompanies every nomad till the end.

I traversed the land I crossed the oceans, Flew above the clouds Moved underground, To burn away the me That I used to be, I buried my old self Put it to the grave, Kindled a new flame Tired of being the same. I found beauty And changes aplenty, I listened to the tale I dreamt of the lore, I answered every whisper That the wind bore, I'll master the pen I'll conquer the quill, I'll built my empire With my unfaltering will.

Alone in her chamber, Sitting by her wheel, She made some yarn From some cotton. Pulling one string Entangling with the other, She tailored me dresses, For the balls I did not give a care; Knit me mittens, For the chipped fingers that hurt; Made me sweaters, For the chilly cold winters. She weaved me a cocoon of love, And a haven of warmth. She weaved me happy good nights, And sleepy sweet dreams.

Dear Heart Dear heart Let’s not get hurt You and I It’s a deal At least we have each other Let’s not mind the words they speak However harsh may it be Let’s just let it go You and I We'll miss him It’s ok to cry But let’s not weep to sleep Things of past never forever remain But When I try my part at living life You fall back in pace  Be with me, Don't thump at all wrong times Don't beat at his sight  Help me move on. Yes, you and I Let’s be happy again.

Spent times shall never return Moments lived, are all gone The dead past will never breathe again Yet, its soul shall forever remain. Deceitful dreams deceive reality, Happy occasions turn to be mere fantasy Friend’s togetherness and the loved one’s presence, Ever sought, but always lacks permanence. Distances, vast may they be, You shall always be loved, missed by me.

To my dear old lost umbrella, Wherever you are, come back to me I miss you and I need you Monsoon has yet again arrived… With its rains, showers, drops and drizzles You left me last monsoon And went on in your own journey Now its high time Please retrace your steps and return to me I miss your pink and violet bobby dots I miss your companion While walking in the rain Don’t you miss me too? Remember how we used to walk home Under the drenched gulmohar trees You are a treasure to me dear Please come back soon I’ll be waiting……….

A day will come When your heart will rush You will feel a feeling New altogether Your steady eyes will wander Through the crowd Searching that perfect face That was not even A part of your day, yesterday But today, is your life That perfect face For whom your heart beats, Who makes your world complete, You realise Is already staring at you From within the crowd A river of feelings brush against you A satisfaction of being missed A longing quenched suddenly A sense of being happy Arrived so unexpectedly A sense of chagrin that spreads When you notice You are basking in that unhindered gaze That prolonged eye lock That makes your heart flutter And you are unable to pull back your eyes You feel the heat rushing up to your cheeks And that perfect face smiles at your blush Turning his gaze down To your relief. Your day is done Every breeze feels soothing Every flower seems beautiful Every moment is happy, happier Your world is changed Now someone occu...

Again I plunge into sadness Knowing that I am all alone I had tried to grip on happiness But it would go, I had always known. Sometimes I tell myself to search Search the moments of joy hidden in some corner Search the moments that I love so much Little moments, little minutes, however minor. I cling to my last pleasures As nothing is permanent Happy memories hurt me now to unknown measures And I try hard to live in the present. I feel everyone whom I love Who are so close to me Going further; further away they move I can’t pull’em back; just let it be… I feel lonely, deeply lonely And suffocate in the vacuum all around Everyone talks harshly, angrily I weep to my bed and keep mum. I feel I have become a recluse A vexing realisation My own self, I feel to lose A hollow sensation.

In the grandeur that the firmament boasts of, In the majestic glory that the trees show of, In the ancience that these monuments relate to, In all these numerous manifestations, O God I find you. In the undaunted pride that a lion displays, In the heroic tales that every culture reverberates, In the lore of love of every land, I feel you there; there you stand. The crimson pink of today’s setting sun, The bluish hue of tomorrow’s morning dawn, The natural landscape’s green beauty, All echo your presence, O almighty.

Neither can one see, nor can one hear, What the future does bear. He plans, He destines, loves too and does keep. But no mind can ever conceive, What awaits for the ones, His dear. What hope can I have, so, Leave everything for tomorrow. Indeed, the time has come too sudden, To say goodbye. The ruling destiny Never lets you dominate; But memories, how can they ever die? Bitter are the plays of fortune And sweet are the little merry moments, The ones that keep life tuned. Pits and falls, ups and downs, Laughter and laments. Yet future knows we shall meet Perhaps, on your or my birthday treat! And as does approach the farewell day, I know not what to say, My thoughts seem to cloud, And there’s a hazy vision all around, Yet, I have memories with me And you do have contact, live with glee. Still, when metres turn into kilometres, Kilometres to miles, More and more do I see you Your tears and your smiles. When my vision f...

Shimmering lights Will fade up soon, This brightness shall not Be there, in the noon. I won’t be there To see the morn. You enjoy the days The stars, the moon and the sun. I’ll come back sure, just After a brief sojourn. Parting is difficult Don’t say goodbye… Hold my hands I’m not going that far away. Don’t bade me farewell With so tearful eyes. Let it be a happy one Smile! Stop those cries. I’ll be leaving behind All bonds, relations, all ties. Thousands of emotions shall be left unexpressed Thousands of words, unspoken….. Works undone, moments inexperienced As life fades and hopes shrunken. As life’s cradle heads to the grave And the beating heart retards.. Senses get numb, vision starts blurring out, I ponder over life and the unspoken words. I can’t bear the poignancy of parting and separation The tearing sorrow and unbearable pain. I don’t want to grieve more, Lie here and ask w...

Hope this letter finds you In good health and heart Words to share are few Yet I write, before I depart. Amazing was the journey Excellent was the run All days were bright and sunny Memorable was the fun. It’s just two years Still feels like a decade Of friendship, love and cares Of the bond so delicately made. For never had I thought So intimate would be that bond-friendship. Of course, I would miss them a lot And promises I would surely keep. Now, the farewell has come Time has just flied….. All were sad, kept mum “These days have ended,” we sighed. Life would make itself busy again Hope we don’t lose contacts And here I remain… Your friend----Prats…

How would life be.. Without The pleasing fragnance of the earth After the first downpour, the first shower. A rose's sweet perfume... And the scent of wild flowers. The aroma of mummy's homemade delicious dishes And all other pleasant odours all around. The sight of  Nature's numerous manifestations The aesthetic beauty...the godly illusions and illustrations.. The river, the dark night, the twilight The sunset over the lake The view of the world heritage sites The ancient and antique treasures of history The varied cultures, traditions..the festivals The pomp and show..the enjoyment The glimpse of a thing of beauty A painting, a flower..a miniature representation Of His creation......... Or just ...an emotion..an expression of love. Hearken... The music of Nature The thunderstorm..the whirling,whistling wind. The outburst of Nature's inlaid anger The rhythmic flow of the river The beat of the heart.. The breeze whistling through the tr...

Come; listen to a tale of a tragic end With no true witness No one to pray for the departed And no remains of the mistress. A grey towered castle against grey slab rocks Stood in an abandoned island,amidst the sea. Neither fauna, nor village folks Did dare explore the island, so strange and eerie. But the glittering sea concealed tales untold The castle walls bore witness to the unknown history The solitary call for liberation; yet so bold And the surrounding held an air of great mystery. The remote place had a world of its own The walls were bars for someone beautiful With withered fate, and scathed fortune As no mortal did respond to her desperate call. Grown immune at last had she, to prison life Its pains; away from the essence of the world Had stopped every hope, strife A hapless victim, as they called. Yet one day the magnificent bells tolled Announced of freedom, unrestricted mortality But no one came, no voice called No Rapunzel is she nor slee...

Morbid thoughts and terrifying speculations Filled the mind till the far horizons. The mundane world whispered to me That life, lying embedded in dark silhouette. Painful thoughts of leaving home Fear of the far-off place, so unknown Some eerie enigma Hovered over the kingdom of my mind. Pensive mood thrust with piercing melancholy Light wings of hope, of ambition Helped me fly to the extreme pinnacle And shimmering lights brought excitement. Sober reflections of the bygone days Deep quite contemplations of life’s alleyways I left behind sweet home, all joy and mirth For the soaring heights and that glory. Yards and yards did I leave behind With a strong will but stressful mind…. Destination’s still yards afar… But I would return soon, sure With success, achievement and fulfilled desires Through the same door That I left ajar.