The Crimson Book
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Life has never been a bed of roses.
The Crimson Book
11M ago
Seen enough of this world and its camouflage
Nothing propels the heart to seek any mirage
I know the destiny of these burgeoning desires
My soul has seen their umpteen burning pyres.
A pattern to introspect and search faults within
And to give my soul’s tormentors, a clean chit
Those happiness that these eyes got from you
Instilled in me, confidence to change my view.
As the realm of mine is confined to tiny aurora
I couldn’t confront them, I punish my own aura.
And when you arrived as my harbinger of hope
I dared to see the vast horizon and its beyond.
My mind oft wonders, “From where you cam ..read more
The Crimson Book
11M ago
I often dream of the one glance that you threw at me.
And I cherish it as a token of affinity bestowed on me.
A cursory look might be trivial, but for me is a big deal
It wasn’t just a glance but an acceptance of what I feel.
Because in the throng where umpteen jostled my soul
It was your glance that lent me some glimmer of hope
Often, while wandering in a parched desert of solitude
In those miles of despair, one glance stealthily intrudes.
And, drizzles the blooms of glee, that assuage my pain
In that single glance, I strode miles and relished the rain
The loneliness no longer haunts me and I ..read more
The Crimson Book
11M ago
I close my eyes to envision the trellis of hope
And the purple blooms dangling on its ropes
Among them, I glance at my mauve dreams
They aren’t as vibrant as often they seemed.
As if in a long odyssey they lost their sheen
Yet it soothes my soul with a solace unseen
Seems this life in monochrome craves hues
It‘s you who rejuvenates me when I feel blue.
Though I aspire to its culmination into reality
Some dreams are meant to be just a fantasy
Caged forever in the heart’s dark chambers
Occasionally sparkling when I go to slumber.
Here I relish the life that I had dreamed often
Hidden from all, h ..read more
The Crimson Book
11M ago
Unshackling my this soul from the excruciating pain
That you gave me, I stepped out in the drizzling rain
I endured loads of abuse hitting me for the last time
Years of torment had ended today with a silent reply.
I behold the life waiting to embrace me the way I am
To all your taunts, insults, and disdain, I give a damn
Because you do not exist for me from now onwards
I see some happy souls with whom I’ll move forward.
In this drizzling rain, in the jovial company of friends
My eyes will relish vibrant hues of mirth once again
No more endeavors to prove my worth to the world
No more desire to ..read more
The Crimson Book
11M ago
My eyes accepted whatever you inked in my destiny
No complaints or regrets and any trace of the agony
In life’s all crests and troughs, you accompanied me.
I oft thank you for being a confidante in this journey
All the ferocious hailstorms that I endured in my life
Was all because of your divine blessing on my eyes
Though the soul often ached to see the vast gloom
It was only you, who propelled me to vie for blooms.
From the crevices in the dark cloud, I found one ray
Holding that string of hope I saw the light of the day
When my bereaved soul was seeking slight solace
You lend your hand and u ..read more
The Crimson Book
11M ago
When dejection creeps into your fatigued eyes
Muster up your courage, this is the time to fight
If your spirits surrender before life’s adversities
You can’t come out of the maze of uncertainties.
Life isn’t as complex as the weary mind portrays
I have seen thundershowers after the fiery blaze
Embrace life with open arms as your companion
Then mind, body, and spirit would work in unison.
Value yourself, don’t give the world explanations
Your journey matters more than the destinations
The beauty of life is, it molds itself as we view it
It is not too late, change the way you perceive it.
Happy ..read more
The Crimson Book
11M ago
My eyes are waiting for a tempest to sweep me
It has been eons; this soul has not traveled free
Though the storms distract me, I behold the path
To the unnamed destination that this soul wants.
The eyes oft implore me to stop digging for faults
Let them lead a life that the world says is flawed
Sermons falling into ears appear as molten glass
Oblivion to all I yearn to slither through the grass.
In the mists of gloom when all find themselves lost
The trail appears as a serpentine waiting to crawl.
I wade through the miry road that ushers my soul
And my spirits soar then, it hates the worldly r ..read more
The Crimson Book
1y ago
I tremble while counting the eons that passed
Even now my soul is imprisoned in your charm
Once you had filled roseate dreams in my eyes
Still your divine smile hallucinates me at night.
All my smithereens are scattered over the earth
As the body I immolated, was not of any worth.
Why has humankind enshrined my fallen parts
When there is a fierce blaze deep in my heart?
Lost in the gloom, I see the moon beckons me
My soul feels from yonder as if, you called me.
Reminiscing about you and our days of ecstasy
My soul has been wandering in the vast galaxy.
Might be a hundred, thousand, perhaps mil ..read more
The Crimson Book
1y ago
Let me sink into the dreams, you sent tonight
Perhaps my eyes wish to live one more time
The canvas that was blank witnessed a pour
Of emotions exuding from a melancholy soul.
Spreading its hues haphazardly, around me,
My heart palpitates again, amidst this spree
In the dilemma of truth entwined with illusion
My eyes oft take refuge in melting emotions.
A momentary relief to my eyes before it rains
An outpour that has crimson hues of my pain
But the dreams you sent, appear so strange
I feel like they’re oblivious to my presence.
Your dreams are the mirror image of you dear
Dismayed, I retreat ..read more
The Crimson Book
1y ago
Long ago, a divine savior reincarnated in Skopje
As a rosebud that bloomed in an Albanian family
When all girls dreamed of the flight of fantasies
This little angel chose the stories of missionaries.
At the tender age of eighteen, she left her family
With a firm resolve, to serve and protect humanity
The misery of the destitute manifested her destiny
She landed in Bengal and got a teacher’s identity.
Soon, to embark on benevolence’s divine journey
She decided to leave her job for serving humanity
For abandoned she opened missionaries of charity
And lit a lamp of hope in the lives of needy fami ..read more