Bistriti Poddar Mehra
Bistriti Poddar Mehra Poems
- Return To My Canvas Have you ever felt the silence of a ...
- It’s Not Over Yet, It Never Wi... Scratch my scar, You would...
- Poetry Of A Dying Heart The other day I danced until ...
- Black My echo’s serenity is charred, My agony oozes pyre, ...
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Poetry Of A Dying Heart
The other day I danced until breathlessness,
My throat choked when I realized, may be that was the last time when I felt my sweat,
My soul hasn’t lately been permitting me to fret,
The way the sun goes down somewhere behind the ocean scenes,
My heartbeat would end with the same gesture,
I wonder, when was the last time my eyes had moisture?
I am about to belong to somebody,
It’s a bond not of the world, but beyond,
After much suffering and following immense bruises,
It’s time to rest in peace and live the moment when mortality cruises,