MILES

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“A Tale of a Bond which is Boundless”

I  am the first rays of the sun as they touch you in the morning,

I am the cool breeze that provides you solace,

Under the scorching afternoon sun.

I am in the trees that provide you shade,

I am also the whistling wind that passes through them,

Calming your nerves when you are in unrest.

I am the raindrops falling from the sky,

Which soothe your distressed spirit.

I am the waves of the oceans and the seas,

When you stand and they come lapping at your feet,

I am the sound of the gushing currents,

Which you hear while traversing them.

 I am the sweat on your brow,

As you strive towards a steady growth;

I am the blood that seeps out from the injuries you incur,

on the path of progression.

I am the evenings that cool you down,

after a hard day’s work;

I am the moon that looks upon you night after night,

Watching you bear the pain inside,

As you advance in life.

I am the tears that fall from your eyes,

When you feel lost.

I am the shadow that always remains with you,

Even when you are treading in solitude.

I am the soul that pulsates inside you,

A reminder that even with the MILES between us,

You are not on this journey alone.

 

 

 

All Rights Reserved. Vanya Rajwar.

The Soul’s Urge©|2018

 

EGO & DISTANCE

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“A Tale of Distance playing the Devil again”

It was harsh for me to see them breaking down,

He wanted to pretend he was happy,

And she appeared to be smiling too.

I was stuck in the middle of this pretense,

Not knowing what to do?

 

She wanted me to talk to him,

Telling him that she wasn’t suitable for him;

He wanted me to distract him,

As hearing about her,

Pricked him to the core.

 

Their love had blossomed right in front of me,

It was a bitter blow to me,

Watching them drifting apart;

I watched upon helpless,

As my words were deemed useless and couldn’t play their part.

 

As I heard her voice over the call,

Her voice wavering at every word,

Trying to hold the emotions in.

He wanted to free her off the shackles,

Thinking she wanted this all along.

The promises of eternal love,

On the path shaping into matrimony,

Got lost somewhere as the journey came to a grievous ending.

 

She wanted to apologize,

But kept hunting for the words to do so,

He wanted to make amends

But he was tired of trying every time.

Each waited for the other to regret

And the feelings came to a distressing end.

 

I looked upon feeling powerless,

A mere spectator as two lovers were wrenched apart,

I saw them fading away;

As Ego became the Ditch again,

The Distance had played the Devil yet again.

 

 

All Rights Reserved. Vanya Rajwar.

The Soul’s Urge©|2018

 

 

 

 

FOREVERMORE

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“A Tale of Long Distance Yearnings”

I crave for you like manna from heaven.

For me you are the personification of the seven deadly sins and I am trapped in your snares.

I have delved in way too deep despite knowing its an illusion.

In trying to break free, I get entangled even more.

My whole existence yearns for you.

I have felt your presence touching and claiming me as yours.

It was all a game of the mind that seemed so surreal.

The constant longing for an ethereal union whence I would be screaming your name as you rip me apart marking me as your territory.

The intensity of this wild desire is too vicious and lethal for any to fathom.

The blanket muffles my cries when I call out your name pleading you to get out of my head.

Lying helpless, staring at the ceiling, choking as the tears trickle down and dampen the pillows.

My attempt to restrain these impulses is futile as the ardour only intensifies.

I am a mess and my mind is in chaos.

I refuse to admit it but I have let the wilderness blossom and it lingers on my body and stings my soul.

Pushing you away only ignites the passion furthermore.

There seems to be no end to this burning urge till you come to satisfy it forevermore.

 

 

 

All Rights Reserved. Vanya Rajwar.

The Soul’s Urge©|2018