Hidden Words

World in the mind’s eye It is nice when One starts to see the world with The mind’s eye Begins to feel the contours of Life in the slumber time It is nice when One licks the tongue of Life in the hardest time It is nice                                                                   Smriti Thakur

Gift of Divine The best gift I ever received was My ability to write The lines, life gives meaning to Hide the side Never known to me The best gift I ever received was To speak the ties Dragging me inside But fails to kneel me Down in the hard times                                                                         Smriti Thakur

Beguile Humanity Lords of divine Dining together at night Some voices say We are the supreme Other humming in the low voices Knowing their seeds I switch the light on After hearing the noises Humanity is crawling Masking charity Bombing the mouth of innocent creatures They’re perfecting their hands fearing They might go out of practice During COVID-19                                                                    Smriti Thakur

Tags How long will you stand to Save your brand tags Don’t brag they know plagued Cult of yours Skin of gold Hell dark your soul Cutting through the innocent cries of drops Now you have to face Sins of yours                                                                                        Smriti Thakur

Mysteries unmask In the pool of silences What fish will do Drinking drops Floating on surfaces                                               Smriti Thakur Words knocking so hard Inside I wonder what meanings Hidden Behind                                                 Smriti Thakur

Song of Life  (Published in Mystic Musings) Why to travel? When heart is to fly Feel the water in the air And choose not to dry You are here only for once So hold your cups high Not to spill the music Lingers on the curtains of life Why to travel? When heart is to fly We are here for once Why not to try So, get up! Wear your desires on the sleeves And play with dirt As Universe is open for the one Who dares to suck the drops Blossoming on the lips of desert So let your cup straight And choose not to dry We are here for once Why not to try                                              Smriti Thakur

Feel like I don’t feel like To write But I asked to Write as The self wants to know The reason of turbulence That is crashing my sight In the clear light I asked To write That I never realised                                                                          Smriti Thakur

Mother of Pearl Oh my white beauty I travel long to curve my love On your body. Washing out the struggle You put up with sand I promise to nurture the wisdom That shines inside your shell As you do much to filter my heart From all the impurities. Mother of pearl how can I tell What are you to me In this shallow physical world.                               Smriti Thakur