I don't live in London, I live in Camden Town...
That's what I always used to say when I was growing up. You see Camden was always a magical kingdom as seen through my young eyes. A melting pot of sub-cultures, the boho community, the punks, the hippies, and the just ever so slighty odd.
Mum had a stall in Camden Market selling vintage and retro clothes, and my saturdays and school holidays were spent at the market amongst all these colourful characters. When mum was busy I would go wandering with her friend Patrick, an Irish poet who seemed to know everyone, he would buy me lunch and entertain me with his poetry. He was so funny, mainly I now realise because he was drunk all the time, which...
EXT. THE BRIDGE - NIGHT
ROSSALYN and JENNY stroll arm in arm.
Didnt you meet him on this bridge?
It must bring back memories.
Oh honey, thats one bridge that's well and truely burnt.
I once fell in love
with a bright star,
Nobody knew that I loved the bright star,
Nobody knew that I even existed,
I guess, I just pushed myself to love the beautiful star with all my heart......
I learnt an important lesson,
love chooses you,
not the other way around.
all I have is your music
and beautiful memories of you....
Meet me again somewhere,
where you can see my love for you....
I want you to love me like I do.
I never asked for the star to love me in return,
It hurts continuously, now that you are not here anymore....
With time, it will be the same as before....
Stars do shine and die,
but, your light will always linger on in my memory........
My love will...
I will just be a
I will try my best,
to set an example,
as a good human being.
Pain comes to me and asked...
Why will i stay with you when you don't feel me anymore?
I just laughed and said ... coz
I do not want you to go to someone else whom i really cared .
Again pain raised a query and asked...
Why you still want to see happy the one who never loved you or cared for your happiness ??
This time i smiled and said coz my dear pain, i can not be selfish and my love for the one never came with any give and take tag. i want to see them happy with all my happiness .
Pain is now confused and shoots one more question..
Why will i listen to you, if i can see, you spent enough of time with me, without any of your fault???
This time i looked at pain and hold his hand and s...
Sure, i can delete your photos, your texts, your number
But how do i delete your face, your voice, your memories❤️
Souvenir from the past
“Trampled at the center, torn at the creases,
The red layered parcel of memories found its lost path
As it lay at my door step, awaiting to be opened;
Blue ribbons adorned the top right corner
While the black ones naturally followed the left,
On the whole it was a weirdly decorated box
A box that kept coming back, one smaller than the other,
As I kept opening one after the other with little insight
On what’s really in store, about the truth I failed to see
From the cover, about the lie I understood only from within;
The ribbons threaded together the memories of my past,
The ones I hid carefully from, until this very day
The demons that I had stood gua...
Aaj maine tumnhe dekha.
Uss andhere mein jisne mujhe
yeh quabool karne par majboor kar diya,
ki tum har jagah ho.
Tumhe dekha maine uss aandhi mein
Jo mere baalon se khelti hui guzar gayi,
mano jaise tum hi ho, mere kareeb .
Tumhe dekha maine uss barish ki boond mein;
Jo mujhe sehlate hue mujhe mein sama gayi
Mano tum mujh se fir ek ho gayi ho.
Aaj maine tumhe fir se dekha
Unn sari cheezon mein jo haseen hain.
Tumhe dekha maine, aur qasm khud ki
Main nazrein nahi hata payi
When I lost my way,
I found you, only to rediscover myself
I know I will never see you again,
I will cherish you till the day I die......
I don't know why it hurts so much
There's a precious word in my heart,
which is hidden deep inside me
"Stay happy wherever you are"
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I try to burn you
From my memory
But wicked winds
Fan the flames
So shards and ashes
No longer smolder
But ignite in fire
That spreads lavishly
All around me
No chance of escape
Without being fated
To cuts or burns. JD
#ShardsAndAshes #WickedWinds #SeptemberFalls #PoetryChallenge
F - forever
R - reliable
I - intimate
E - empathizing
N - nicest
D - dependable
S - supportive
H - honest
I - irreplaceable
P - person
How strange it is
To think of our desires
Of preserving memory
Of lost things and people
For in all finality
Aren't all those things