Poetry – U N V E R B A L I S E

The Medley of Melancholy

By Sakshi Nigam | Editor mrinali jadhav | Iss. June 2024 Unbound Magazine The medley of melancholy sweeps away the wounds of the past…To LET GO is to release the power of past hurt,To give yourself the permission to close the door behind tearful eyes…When the one inside you fights YOU to hold on to…
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Living In The Moment

by malleswari uppalapati | Editor mrinali jadhav After reaching the shore,I love the sea.After the storm hits,I understand the world.Yesterday’s joys come together; today, at this moment, they find meaning.Today’s joys will come together to find their meaning tomorrow.I want to live the life I never lived.Unable to hold it in, I rise up to…
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Two souls dancing alone

Written by Jenitta Sabu | Published By Mrinali Jadhav Two souls dancing alone is so rare,as it is not for the society’s glare.Neither it is for the achievable praise,nor it is to quench the jealous stare. It is completely a different pleasure,as they dance for their heart’s desire.It is a sentiment that soulmates revere,as it binds…
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Scars: The Crest of Survival

They asked me, “What’s wrong with you?” “Why can’t you smile and just push through?” “You’re just lazy, and a coward too.” “You’re full of excuses, that much is true.”
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The Dreamy Canvas

Dreams, they dance like flames so bright, they beckon me, to take a flight, to a world, where everything’s just right. They are like kites in the sky, soaring high, my heart they satisfy,
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The art of Eye Contact

The art of eye contact, Like the two bodies with one soul intact. One who was willing to get drowned, While other who just wanted to be found.
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Word travel

It were the thoughts first, That birthed when I saw the footprints of God in creation.
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Being Me

Is it also complaining of you abandoning her as you were busy chasing ‘content’ I can today feel my creative child complaining to adult me…
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THE ORPHANED

When the days are long and exhausting, All I look for is you! When I face with life’s hardships, All I want is you besides me!
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वक़्त

जहाँ हो वहां रहो मिलोगे तुम अपने उस रूप से जो कहेगा तुम्हे, चलो छोड़ते है यह सब यही पर आखिर में गहरी नींद भी जरुरी है।
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She wanted.

She wanted to be planted in the form of a bright sunflower or a dainty daisy.
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Philia

You’re a midnight with enchanting eyes; Surrounded by the star, sparkling in the skies. Late nights, filled with lots of memories, Like a pretty feather, the wind carries.
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Dear Bestfriend – Part 2

We shared mutual understandings at one point, But I believe that now it’s only gonna disappoint. I don’t think we can continue this anymore, If we drag this too much or maybe no more.
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I AM STILL A CHILD

Full of innocence, wonder, and playfulness wild I was a free child. Smiling bright, chasing fireflies, Beneath the moonlit, starry skies.
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