#5 Sidlak Poetry: Crimson Hues

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Swaying trees,
Rustling leaves chirping-
Birds of season, flying by,
Up so high in the beautiful sky
CRIMSON.

~Shambhavi Bhardwaj 

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A writer’s plea: It’s what that lies within

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Need no sympathy

or pity;

It’s all about a ear

to our story,

Music to our beats,

Heart that bleeds

For the words that fall

Off our fingers onto

pitch black!

Stark white churning

memories within;

And if not this

Then just a simple thought

that springs within,

Small bubbles of joy

that burst

Leaving a smile on your face,

And at times like these you

end up saying Grace.

When the shadows are seen

and emotions are felt

And hearts melt.

That’s when a writer

has succeeded.

And as I said,

We need no followers

or sympathy

All we need is a ear

to our story

And a heart that melts and

a mind that wanders.

~Shambhavi Bhardwaj

For my best friend

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Credits: pinterest

Dear best friend,

I met you when I had no friends
I met you when I was in a foreign land
I met you when I didn’t know how to blend
I met you when I didn’t know that you were there to hold my hand
I met you when I needed a sister
I met you when I was lost
I met you when all I did was just whisper
I met you when I wasn’t aware of the cost
Of our friendship that’s priceless
You’re my sister
May you be happy always &
stay blessed
I wish for you A Happily Ever-After
You’re a beautiful soul
I love you my dear woman
We’ll continue to rock and roll
And to this let’s just say ‘Amen‘.
~Shambhavi Bhardwaj

BORNE

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When the sun rose enlightening the horizon,
When a flower unfurled from a minuscule bud,
When green drenched leaves rustled with the wind,
When flock of feathers chirped & twittered:
A beautiful soul was born-
Amidst the sanctity and serenity that surrounds.
~SB

P.S: Few coolers for your eyes.

Nature is beautiful indeed.

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Hello Everybody

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Aaaannnnndd..

Finally I’m BACK!

 😀HOORAYYY HORAAAHH😀

Good noon to all of you.

I’ve missed reading all the good posts our here, I’ve missed posting; and yeah, it has been good 4 months without blogging.

They say, if we want to achieve something, sacrifice something good enough. Soo, yes that’s my story ah.

I’m back now & yeah it feels awesome.

So A big Helloo to all of you.

Wishing you all

A Very Happy

Brand New Year.

🎉🎂😁🎉

Coming up with a new post soon, also sorry to have not replied to the lovely comments. Getting right back at it.

See yaaaaah,

🌻Shambhavi 🌻

IT’S OUR DAY!

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Happy Anniversary ULTIMATESOLACE.

Thank you for being there for me when I wasn’t sure of my thoughts. I have quite a lot to thank you for, you’ve been there throughout with your new post option for me to put down my thoughts, even if the words written there weren’t shared but saved as drafts.

Thank you for making a place for me in the beautiful world of blogging, who knew I would be a blogger. Thank you for your constant reminder to write a post, like a friend with open arms and open ear and no judgement to pass.

Thank you for being patient with me and not losing hope when I had stopped writing for a while.

Thank you for the new things I learnt over here and the new people who became a part of my life through blogging.

Thank you for the beautiful posts that uplifted my mood and posts that I could relate to and for the posts that showed me that I’m not the only one with trouble and chaos.

Thank you for giving me hope and loving me when I couldn’t do the same.

You’re my best friend UltimateSolace and I can never thank you enough.

~Shambhavi

Raining Moments 

“The best thing about rain is,

Every drop that falls on earth

Makes it beautiful.”

A puddle to the paper boats

A child adorned with a smile

An answer to the parched cries

Of farmers nationwide.

A cup of coffee that comes along

With couples with fingers entwined

Or with a soul in solitude.

Soothing green to eyes glued

To technology ruining our youth.

A train running late when

All you want to do

Is stop and enjoy the monsoon.

That umbrella over your head

That wind in your hair

That smile embracing your lips

That flicker of naughtiness in your eyes.

And;

All that resonates with life

Yours and Mine.

~Shambhavi