If You Were Here

Artwork by Keller & Witwer

If you were here,
You could have seen
How much of you
My eyes have hidden
And how much
They yearn to see your face
And how heavy
my eyelids have been
Since the night we were awake. 

If you were here,
You could have seen
How much my lips
Have dried holding the words
I want to speak into you
And how much
Of you
Echoes in my voice
And how thirstily
I call your name, craving for you.

If you were here,
You could have seen
How impatiently I stand
With my arms wide open
Wanting to feel your touch
And how madly
I tap my feet
Wanting to dance with you.

If you were here,
You could have seen
How drunk
I’m on all these poems
All the songs you sing
And how much
My silly heart races
Thinking about you,
Like you are the only one I know.

If you were here,
You could have seen
The look on my face
When I imagine me with you
And how intensely
I embrace the scent
Of your breaths in my own
And how foolishly
The air around me blows.

If you were here,
You could have seen
How much
I want to be with you
And how much
I want to love you.

-Kritika Vashist

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That’s All I Am

I wear your shadow
The vulnerable imprints of you
On my unvulnerable body
Outlining the skin
Burned by your love

Should I trace or break them down?

Our stories
Our sorrows
Engulfed in my
Hallowed bones

Should I save them or let them drown?

The paralyzed heart
Permute the remains of love
Into words, bit by bit
Threading a veil of
Poetries of you, for you

Should I embrace or destroy them?

But there’s no way
To breakthrough you
When my poetry finds only you
Within and beyond my horizon

But there’s no way
When that’s the all I have, all I know
All I survive with, all I survive for
When that’s all I am.

Kritika Vashist

Nazm (With English Translation)

राज़-ओ-नियाज़ जो थी मेरी ज़िन्दगी।
तेरे अलविदा से हुए अहले-इ-क़लम
इश्क़ की सुखन बयान करते अब मेरी तिश्नगी।

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Raaz-o-niyaaz jo thi meri zindagi
Tere alwida se hue alhe-e-kalam
Ishq ke sukhan bayaan karte ab meri tisnagi

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The intimate conversations between us were my life
Your goodbye made me a poet
Now my love poems narrate about my longing for you.

-Kritika Vashist

Two Phrase Story (III)

This is in response to Himanshu’s Two Phrase Story.
Today’s phrase is: She turned the ignition off

– Kritika Vashist

Lost In You

Lost in you, the silent night,
where there is peace and seclusion,
where just my heartbeats are audible,
where remembrance of your love is antidote for distress.
I’m loving you, in silence.

Lost in you, dreamy eyes,
where forever our soul entwine,
where we promise to love evermore,
where you are the reason for my existence.
I am loving you, in dreams.

Lost in you, the fragrant quilt,
where I feel your terraces,
where you twine a wisp of my hair,
where our souls couple.
I am loving you, in fancy.

Lost in you, eloquent words,
where you obliquely call me beautiful,
where I throb in happiness,
where you portray our unceasing love.
I am loving you, in poems.

Lost in you, serendipitous ditty,
where broken lyrics string with flair,
where unmusical voice gives pleasure sensations,
where stars are more soothing than the moon.
I am loving you, in songs.

Lost in you, the perfect drizzle,
where we sense each other’s texture,
where the clean water taper the friction,
where the music is pitter-patter of raindrops.
I am loving you, in rains.

Lost in you, the unembellished window,
where I feel the warmth of your eyelids,
where sunbeam makes you shimmer artistically ,
where the glass captures the real adoration.
I am loving you in lights and shadows.

Lost in you, the wondrous painting,
where my name forms the colours,
where a single word completes the picture,
where the thick ink fails to clog the outline.
I am loving you, in delineation.

Let me remain lost in you,
let me keep loving you;
for your love is heavenly!

-Kritika Vashist

(Feb, 2014)

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(So, Arpita, a fellow blogger who nominated me for Libester Award asked me about my favorite post/poem, and I had realized that I haven’t share it with all of you. This is the poem I had written last year and is my favorite for some unknown reason. I just like it the way it is. )

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