The Most Beautiful Poetry

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We may not rhyme
But You and I are
The most beautiful poetry
God has ever written.

– Kritika Vashist

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Under My Feet

Echoes of the thunder silenced
the love ditty I sang for you.
Unabating force of the rainstorm
dented the soil of delicate love.
The lightning flash cracked
the only hope I had from you.

The limpid blood
of a wounded love
spilled under my feet.

The faith that had kept us together
slid down the skin along the raindrops.
The gravity of your wrath and doubts
pushed down the lightest drop of hope.
The love of acceptance that had kept its
head above water drowned in potholes.

The treasured dream
of being with you 

crushed under my feet. 

(The footwear in the picture is Kolhapuri Chappal. Kolhapuri chappals are Indian hand-crafted leather slippers. I bought this from Maharasthra, India.)

– Kritika Vashist

Yellow Chimes

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I wandered along the sun one afternoon
with quiet clouds, with unsung days of June.
A tall tree clasped in sunlight came into sight
Leaves shimmered as the wind whirled in delight.
I looked at the yellow chimes swinging on the tree
singing the song of love ruffled by the soft breeze.

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I wondered
 if that was all my eyes could see
if that was all my ears could listen
if that was the only beauty painted.


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I then laid my eyes on the broken chimes on the ground
that rested silently, unnoticed, singing the unheard sound.
The beauty was neither in the wholeness nor in unbroken
it was in the existence, in crinkles of all that had fallen.


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Kritika Vashist

(I have been slightly busy with work, despite of that I actually did wander, and I hope I could capture the essence fairly.)

Face the Sun

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This is my favorite click and yes, I love it. I’m happy to end the challenge with this picture.

After I had known the darkness
After I had fell into an abyss of loneliness
After I had confined myself within the walls
After I had stifled in the superficial truthfulness,
After I had been pulled down by gravity of failures
After I had read all my unseen scars on my body

I realized that the universe was my garden and I was its flower
Who stood tall, whose fragrance scented the ambience
Whose petals were smooth and pure, a beauty to behold
Whose roots were deep grounded, like an undaunted man

I realized that the sun was my healer
The sky my friend
The soil my mother
The bees my children

After I had regained the faith in myself
I realized that I was ready to face the sun, leaving behind my shadows.

DAY 5 (The last day of the Challenge)

This is in response to Prateek’s Five Photos, Five Stories Challenge. Thank you, Prateek, for giving me this wonderful opportunity. I enjoyed doing it. I hope I managed it well 😀

The challenge is – “Post a photo each day for five consecutive days and attach a story to the photo. It can be fiction or non-fiction, a poem or a short paragraph and each day nominate another blogger for the challenge”

My Nomination for Day 5 is Preeti. All the best.

Kritika Vashist

Under The Sky

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Cloudy Sky and then rain!

The eyes that reflects back the twinkling,
the voice that shuts the noises,
words that hide the faces,
I feel rejoice in your arms, under the sky.

The touch that lingers for days, penetrating through the soul,
the permanent image that forms in eyes,
breathes that settle down the heart,
Lost in exultation, in your arms, under the sky.

The taste of yours that keeps away from worldly desires,
the love that flows,
those eyes that talk,
I enjoy the eternal felicity in your arms, under the sky.

Your grip taking me to the right direction while I’m going nowhere,
ending the ache in my head,
ending a throbbing pain,
Away from consternation, in your arms, under the sky.

Far off the machines of the world, tuning with the universe,
a stream of fascination,
filled with entranced,
I have been shielded by your arms, under the sky.

DAY 4

This is in response to Prateek’s Five Photos, Five Stories Challenge. Thank you, Prateek, for giving me this wonderful opportunity.

The challenge is – “Post a photo each day for five consecutive days and attach a story to the photo. It can be fiction or non-fiction, a poem or a short paragraph and each day nominate another blogger for the challenge”

My Nomination for Day 4  is Erika.

Kritika Vashist

Shadows

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Certainly there was some light
An infinite sky over my head
Nurturing soil under my feet,
But what my life offered me
were only the darkest shadows.

DAY 3

This is in response to Prateek’s Five Photos, Five Stories Challenge. Thank you Prateek for giving me this wonderful opportunity.

The challenge is – “Post a photo each day for five consecutive days and attach a story to the photo. It can be fiction or non-fiction, a poem or a short paragraph and each day nominate another blogger for the challenge”

My Nomination for Day 3 is Darshith.

Kritika Vashist