Project 2: Art of Outdoor Poetry

Read about a fantastic poetry group in Pune, India

You’ll sure love it. ❤

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The Songwriter’s Song

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Like the rain,
it will be over

The magic will be tired of all this pain

Mirrors will crack and bleed

And feed the demons stuck in between

This love wont crawl away,
it wont

It wont let the skyline split in two

Oh! its the mistakes that’ll listen

To the tears that missed the lips

What is lost will be gone forever

Names on the wall will die in vain

Oh but this love!
This love won’t crawl away

It wont, It wont, It won’t ever

On the face,
it will burn bright and blue

Days will pass like the river

Storms will chase the night songs

And hands touch the shining stars up above

It’ll be an affair with the heart

And this Love won’t crawl away

It won’t fade away with the light

Won’t sleep with the clock

Won’t let the skyline split in two

 

  • Teddy ©

Daydream

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Into the waves, with me,
lets drift way
Take my hands, believe it,
it won’t be cold
Like every love story, one day,
death will come
In infinite ways, you’ll wait,
and I will love you
We don’t need, to fall asleep,
chasing cars or clouds
I blame you, I can’t hear anymore,
clattering of winter birds
You make my night, everyday,
an opera of winking stars
Not all superheroes, to save a soul,
wear velvet capes and cosmic rings
When some powers, like you have,
are just blessings to love.

– Teddy ©

 

Our Panorama

All Credits: Teddy ©

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A part of sporadic love
A time when a face became home

Trickling down a unknown broth
From the tip of a broken matchstick

Upon some handheld stars
A ink was called as daylight of heart

Over the stretch of golden sea waves
A somebody was a tide weeping in dark

To be alone with the long lit moonlight
A sound of a heart sinking with gravity

Up along the solemn dazzling skyline
Each day stayed back with the fireworks

All along the road that grew old with you
A walk of thousand miles made in a blink

In eyes meet the horizon of cascaded stars
To see them kiss two hearts into one beat

Chasing a life to be completed in love
Lights will bleed in the love we call life.

– Teddy ©

Beauty Is In Freedom

Life is hard. We all are tied to responsibilities we can’t ignore. Reaching the pinnacle of success is what we all yearn for. But in this process we fail to realize what is beautiful. Beauty, as  now in the society, is synonymous to being attractive and popular. And all these beauty hardly reflects the spirit of a human being. The liberation of a human heart from all sins and prejudice is the truest definition of beauty.

 

Water flow in reminisce sorrow,
Spool ticks in waves of noises,
the beauty folds in the sleeping sight
Tonight the sun rose again,
devoid by the winter winds,
when the stars found their light
in thee eyes.

Embers of paradise found thee,
where the sun rose in farthest dreams
No life born without love of thee
for what brings hope, hope to fly,
Blooms in eye of thy octave,
Serene hues brought us to unite
And ignite flames of our soul.

The bellow jasmine streams
a love in tune with the wings,
a feel of miles tide
screams fall down below,
tied to the stars in sight
yes beauty is in freedom!

  • Teddy ©

Original Post HERE

 

Double Delight

All Credits- Teddy ©.The chubby fellow in the pic is me. Laughs.

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Double Delight

Enough words cannot describe distance,
the crossroad never can seek serenity,
how unite been we in trust tonight,
Not a man am I of cursed crusade,
A face not could born to fear flight,
A smile not deprived of your kind kiss,
Remember me in taken off hazy hymns,
Evenings saw my eyes gazing whispering waves,
Those high water let inside me chaotic chills,
And leftover dew of morning lips lost,
Fear cannot fight, lies never love but you loved,
The heart inside saw this world with somebody’s sight,
I am now a moonlight draped in painless peace,
Happily given my nightly names and double delight,
Your was that sight and you were my night sky.

-Teddy ©