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Flashback Friday: Pride

At the first touch of your trembling lips
Mine breathe cold ice

Gathering strength
Blues meet the eyes.

No universe can satiate
Drowned souls of love’s frostbite

Two zany imperfect outliers
In this glorious moment bind.


I have been posting some of my very first poetry on this blog with the Flashback Friday series. Now I can reach a couple more bloggers and that brings me immense happiness. This poem in particular is one of my favourites, because the theme is so much more contemporary than my others. The theme is experiencing that moment, the second of infinite love that one can feel with the acceptance and embrace of another. I did not start it that way, but it ended up being very liberating. I’d love to know your thoughts on it too.

SALONI

Flashback Friday: Love

Drink from my ocean, bathe in my calm,
I hold a universe amalgamated in my palm,
My love is like a drop on the dry scorching land,
I can take you around the world…
Here, just take my hand!


 

Perfect Fit

We sat looking over the skies together
The jittery outlines of clouds
silver, streaked with the last of the sun
A lone bird flying off to home.

Our souls belong with the stars
With the vast sea, the mud and the rain
The perfect mix of home and beyond
Tangible, real, soulful, it’s dawned.


 

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Flashback Friday: Ultimate Flight

I look for love, for peace, for rain
A drop that forever quenches my pain
The moment of immense bright white light,
My chance of the immortal ultimate flight.

-Saloni


 

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Flashback Friday: Raging Battles

A young girl walks bare feet,
Amongst the gunpowder and debris,
She looks at the bloody bodies, now covered,
She mourns deeply for her beloved.

The world was such an empty place before,
Then came her prince-on-the-white-horse to the fore,
They shared a bond that could last forevermore
The world wasn’t so empty anymore. Continue reading “Flashback Friday: Raging Battles”

Flashback Friday: After You’re Gone

Discovering your brown boots
And one by one
All the things you left behind
Books and keys
Clothes and receipts
Crumbs of us.
Some of you and some of me.


I’ve started Flashback Friday to repost some posts because I have a lot more followers than I did last year. It is also a very simple way to reminisce about my state of mind from a year ago! This was a surprise sort of short poem that just came to be because I was thinking about how it is the little things that remind us of the people we no longer have in our lives. It doesn’t always have to be a better half, these verses work for every relationship we’ve ever had that was so close to us. That we see the crumbs of a past frequently every day and we miss that person every single time that happens.

Haiku: All Over Again

Morning washes you off
Nights of fervour
Ready to welcome you into my arms again.

Imperfect Devotions

Pixels for clarity
Denim on denim
Haze of your scent
A devoted pilgrim
Bowed in emotion
Fighting friction
Divine faith
A heavenly unison.


Flashback Friday: Lay Bare

Get me a pale blonde bob,
And suede boots in grey charcoal.

Make me look a little different,
But separate from my soul.

Claw at me with your suspicion.
Try me, I will still be more!

I’m now two souls, incorrigibly different,
I am not the ME you’re looking for.

Saloni


Learning to love yourself normally takes a while. To accept your flaws, to embrace your quirkiness and celebrate the qualities of oneself come with age. And, till then we try to present a different front to the world.. an artificial, made-up version which conflicts with our true image. If that persists for long, we become two different people, looking perfect but feeling almost empty with our rendition of ourselves.

This was posted in June 2016, and I am reposting this under Flashback Fridays so a lot more people can see this now, leave likes, comments and make my day. 😛

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