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Srishti 5d
The silence of humans
has always questioned me—
Are we something rare,
too rare to find another?
Why do we feel so complete—
did the cosmos welcome us?
Are we creations, toys, experiments...
or simply
what we are?
some questions will die with us and can never be answered to us
1DNA Jul 20
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A firefly, me,
Trudged with a burden of light.
A fortuitous break
Came with my sight.

A blue cosmos
Bloomed along the trail—
An ephemeral ocean,
An insect’s sail.

So blue of love,
His innocent ways—
Through filmy eyes,
They melt in waves.

A mini sun
For a patch of blue;
Or so I wished
Would come soon true.

For I followed
A honeybee,
And through her wings
Floats thoughts unseen.

How cruel of me,
To betray my friend—
Through silent speech
And frowns I bend.

To compensate
The guilt I feel,
I'll become the all-seeing eye
Of the light she needs.

After all, she needs it
More than me.
I feed on rot—
She feeds on nectar sweet.

I am but a mini sun
Miles from an ocean blue
I’ll be your flask of light
Bond in emerald hues.

~
Long time
Srishti Jul 17
Simultaneously,
a drop of
time fell
on a
barren land.
goes on… goes on…
created a
pond.
goes on… goes on…
created a
lake.
goes on… goes on…
created
half a sea.
goes on… goes on…
created
an ocean.
goes on… goes on…
created a
planet.
goes on… goes on…
created a
galaxy.
goes on… goes on…
created
millions of galaxies.
goes on… goes on…
created a
universe.
goes on… goes on…
created uncountable
universes…
goes on… goes on…
And still,
it goes on…
time and universes will never end
We are not the same.
Look to your wrists,
Look to your ankles,
If what you search for are manacles.
You who claim I wear chains,
Who seek to shackle my spouse
Because you refuse to embrace your existence.
I am not bound,
For I am freedom.
And, in that way,
I grant you the same thing.
Use your free time wisely, for the rewards reaped are priceless.
What is hunted for?
For who is searched for?
What is sought?

From nature: knowledge - compassion.

From the cosmos: companions - patience.
The nature of the cosmos, the cosmos being a nature.
Srishti Jun 25
Deep as the dark,
Life is turning colourless like the sea.
Time is running like light,
The brain not responding—like it's dead.

The silent voice of the cosmos
Feels like destruction.
In this small galaxy, I am just dust.

Whenever I write, the heart says:
"Write a few more words...
Few more...
More...
More...
Infinity."
in search of happiness
Srishti May 30
If you ****** anything from a person who deserves it, then the universe will ****** away all the reasons because of which you snatched that thing from that person.--word by my chemistry teacher
Teacher don't only teach they also give life lessons.I am very much tankful to my teacher.
She gazed at the dazzling array of stars,
filled with awe and curiosity, cradling her aspirations while serving as a witness to the miracle of life, how a mere spark can evolve into an entire universe, a vast cosmos.
Nearby, a vigilant owl perched silently. Did it contemplate this enigma as well, she mused? Surely, the essence of meaning and wonder isn't exclusive to humanity, she reflected.
Surely, every creature feels the pulse of life within it, and the pull of the unknown.
As if responding to her unspoken question, the great barn owl hooted quietly and unfurled its mighty wings, soaring high into the sky, eager to discover what other marvels awaited it in its palace of trees.
Farewell, dear soul, she whispered gently; perhaps one day soon, I too will spread my wings, and fly away from this place.

-Rhia Clay
A woman stands with her dearest flame
as he looks towards a view of deeper high seas
with his eyes brightening in their pale blue colors
while the pearly foam touches their feet,
pairs of hands touch one another in a silent coveting
for an hour of rest to last till they never part in their
heavenly altar, indeed, chords may toll for an opera of
the cosmos, although he still meets her sight
with his fervor in rise as carnations in waking gleam in
slower motion whilst their gardens of tenderness
come alive amongst the wastelands in a way that
is potently lucid and enchanting.
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