Detachment

Let-it-go

On a divine day,

An emotion made it’s way

into our hearts

Sneaking into our lives-

slowly & steadily;

cajoling with our senses

that are bedazzled

by the bewitching spell of love.

Alluring our hearts to tango

to the beats of amor.

Singing aloud the merry notes

of lost wisdom and blinded trust’

succumbing to the nearly perfect 

fairy-tale ending!

Our love wasn’t ours’ alone

to cease or resume.

You wavered away,

I stood still, while the amor

lingered, suffusing our soul

with pain and distraught

writhing away in pain-

yearning for detachment.

∼Shambhavi©

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STARRY SKIES

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Laying on a bed of sand,

Ever-changing patterns

Of the crystals that guard-

My body, my soul.

Every time I move,

I yearn to leave an impression

On the world that I call my own.

My shadow has departed

Enabling me to revere

Every single memory

Uncloaked and bare.

I still lay amidst the grains of gold

Cautiously eyeing the

Glistening moon;

My lamenting heart

Attempting to contemplate the-

Synchronicity of my imprudence

And tribulation.

The gurgle and lashing

Of the waves

Echoing in my ears,

Leaving no stone un-turned

To mask the thudding of my

Reckless memories that are rushing

In my mind that remains clogged

And misted and numb.

The wind blowing kisses

To my soul that lay bare

Exposed and vulnerable-

To the audacity of fellow humans

Dancing in my memories

To a tune of their own.

The sky is studded

With resplendent stars

Simulating the flicker of hope

That illuminates my soul

Every now and then.

And here I am

On a bed of sand

Fancying for this

Comforting night

To never end.

-SHAMBHAVI

I’ll Survive

 

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Feelings that reverberate
Within like air locked in
the chest- choking;
I graze the surface
of the sea that
you drowned me in,
to taste the reality.
Coughing up phlegm
Of sorrow!
Breathing in strength
To survive.
The spaces in between
my fingers lay vacant,
I miss you.
But, like any warrior
I’ll thrive,
I’ll survive.
~Shambhavi

4th Blog Anniversary

Rejoice and reminisce. Once upon a time, on a lovely day in the month of July, the 28th Ultimate Solace was born!

To the awesome 4 years and the many more to come, here goes a big round of cheers.

I’m obliged, rather blessed to have wonderful readers like You! It’s has been a hell of a ride but with you all by my side, with your writeups that make my day and the encouraging comments that inspire me to write better, post often and most important of all to write what’s on my mind.

To each and everyone of You, I would love to send my warm regards and gratitude.

I wish to read more, write more and post more. Please do visit Ultimate Solace for some love for the soul and frankness that comes automatically without any provocation.

Have a great weekend one and all.

~Shambhavi

Humble Epiphany

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I’d become my worst enemy
And you left me astray
All I had was me for me
To hold my soul
To hear me say
Bi arms that turned
In to embrace
To hold me while I cry
I sobbed away
Tears washing my eyes
To a new day of life
I’d this new credence
I had fallen in love
With me myself
That’s where I found my way
Into light and no turning back
I’d learnt it the hard way
I’ll have my back always
Fear, You needn’t stay.
~Shambhavi

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#5 From My Diary: One sided conversation(01.05.2018)

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01.05.2018, Tuesday, Bangalore

“And, so when it rains
I’ll be your umbrella.”
Wondering whether he
Understands what this means.
Sigh.
I hope so he does.
~Shambhavi

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For previous posts of From My Diary Series, click on the following links:

#4 FROM MY DIARY: DON’T LET IT DIE(30.04.18)
#3 FROM MY DIARY: EMOTIONS UNDER THAT VEIL
#2 FROM MY DIARY: 08.02.18
#1 FROM MY DIARY: 06.08.17