Silence has its own voice

The quiet afternoon
between 3 to 5
world seems still
only the silence alive

Reaching to my ears
a beautiful voice
calm and serene in nature
fresh breath as its feature

Embracing this drowsy noon body
My breathing in the air completely 
waking me up for a chit chat
telling me to relax for a while as the day is still left

Freshening the soul to resume my duties 
having a cup of tea with some biscuits
spreading my arms I accept its presence
Silence has its own voice, my friends.

©Kritika


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Love Never Hurts

Love.
Relationships.
We read and like situational quotes.
The once related to being in or out of love.
Knowing that soothes our soul.
Gives a motivation to live on.

Why are we so much worried about it?
Hampering every single cell of our health.
Are not we tired of this mess inside this little head?
Love hurts. Heart breaks.
I am broken.

Love never hurts nor breaks you down.
If it is love, you will feel it deep down.
Patiently waiting for it would be better.
It is the way you should treat yourself and be clever.

Work for you and on you.
Love will come to you.
You would want it or not.
Will stay with you.
You would want it or not.
You know you own it.

©Kritika








A cup of coffee with the past

Past longed to meet
My consent,for him, was a treat

Knowing now nothing exists
The feelings never persist

Time has stitched this heart
Now I too play smart

Negative has replaced with positive
Overtime have become more attractive

My love for me has increased
Lets just have a cup of coffee, please.

©Kritika

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Remembering your silhouette

It is strange
Can say weird
Saw a guy
With muscles and beard

Bus engine started
My eyes fixated
On the roads and vehicles
Not the passengers acting as mountain disciples

Sitting besides the drivers seat
Gazing the roads with hands on knees
How did I not see you before?
Realised it in the morning at 4.

Your silhouette shining
In the night filled with moonlighting 
Body structure and the voice
Attracted I was by my hearts choice

Hands in the trousers pockets
That relaxed and confident look, triggering my mind sockets
Awestruck I was with my head moving fast
Is he the one my love story needs as the main cast?

Drowsiness turned into deep sleep
You touched your finger on my knee
Opened my eyes found you moving towards the backseat
My elevated charm and blushing cheeks.

Wondering was it a positive signal
Now it seems everything was fictional
A deep urge to find him and contact
Is this the way I should react?

©Kritika

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