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taruchaya · 6 months

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Question Mark

*Question Mark*Roaming in the realms of reality unknown Spooky souls spooked by human lives Like weeds they see greed overgrown Instead of garden just a vast grave survives Screaming to warn; not shudder or scare Shaking us to awaken from our sweaty slumbers Nightmares hidden in plain sight somewhere Devastation long stopped counting numbers No valley can survive with blood soaked streams No sun…

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taruchaya · 10 months

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What always stays

What always staysWhat always stays is not the footprint, but the warmth of feet on wet sand. Even after taking off the aged ring, just the stark outline of the wedding band. What always stays is not the fragrance, but the recollection of a familiar scent. Even though people turn into photographs, they are always present in our present. What always stays is not emptiness, but blanks filled with…

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taruchaya · 1 year

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Perhaps

Perhaps Perhaps she was born on a rosy day Perhaps she made everything bright Perhaps she gave the blossoms a peachy blush Perhaps she dreamt of lavender stars at night Perhaps her youth was a lively pink She must have glowed like a heavenly sprite Perhaps she chose love as it was burnt scarlet and her broken heart scattered violet twilight Perhaps her tears merged with the inky sky Perhaps hope…

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taruchaya · 1 year

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Traversing through the turmoil

Traversing through the turmoil Cigarette smokes in the cold air… grey smoke complements the grey sky. Smoky are the grim clouds here… as the smoky silhouettes quietly slip by. We breathe in the ashy air around… smells of despair hovering in smokes- And mixed with inebriated broken dreams, wafts of heartbreak and broken hopes. While the sombre lights silently stare, somewhere into the abyss of…

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taruchaya · 1 year

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So this is something different I chanced upon on my way back after witnessing the magnificently luminous Bright Brussels event in the Royal Quarter ( refer to my last reel). This letter was pasted at the corner of the mobib vending machine. Though it's been over a year since I came to Brussels, everyday is still surreal. This city seemed too quiet when I came here in January last year as Covid restrictions were still there and everyone was wary of meeting or talking to a stranger. Brussels is a city better known for its Art and Architecture but if you look further from "touristic" point of view, it's a city that has welcomed people of different ethnicity with open arms...even in a quaint corner you might find something that reminds you of your own people and country. It's amazing how no one stares at you for your different complexion or language. They'll first try to understand what you want to talk about. Here I find absolute strangers keeping the tram door open for an extra minute if they see you rushing to catch the tram... that's the Brussels I've come to love. @jaytheauthor has been writing and leaving letters in different cities to perfect strangers. Many, like me, can relate to its contents. Thank you @jaytheauthor... wish you the very best to keep your awesome project going. (at Brussels, Belgium) https://www.instagram.com/p/Co9aFPas6RL/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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taruchaya · 1 year

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Guilt Trip

Guilt Trip Guilt flows in my veins laid bare like branches in winter. Im constantly conscious Oh! That dress suits only models! Less food and more water… perhaps that’ll lighten my heavy mind too! I must sit farther away so that I’m visibly invisible. If only the burning questions could burn calories! That would’ve been better than subtle judgements. Is my voice taking too much…

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taruchaya · 1 year

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Guilt Trip Guilt flows in my veins laid bare like branches in winter. Im constantly conscious Oh! That dress suits only models! Less food and more water... perhaps that'll lighten my heavy mind too! I must sit farther away so that I'm visibly invisible. If only the burning questions could burn calories! That would've been better than subtle judgements. Is my voice taking too much space? Im better off mum perhaps... acceptance is the key to happiness! Shall I curl under the blanket or maybe walk behind in oblivion? Or better still become a shadow... unseen in the dark depths of self-loathing. Never been the best...neither good enough! It's okay... consider me vacuum. My presence won't matter...nor absence felt! But let me clear just one thing... I've already drowned myself in guilt... so don't waste your words to push me down. My world lies somewhere in a depth that no one else can reach. Finally...a safe haven for a numb poet! © 2023 Taruchaya https://www.instagram.com/p/CokCJ2fqkV2/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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taruchaya · 2 years

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https://taruchaya.wordpress.com/2022/09/22/burning/ Burning The sky burns bright blue at times and the moon a dazzling nightmare the sun blinding the charred flowers enough to let them daydream of Spring And now that Autumn has arrived it sizzles the smouldering red leaves that fall down like auburn rain Molds are marking the weathered roofs, though the sun burns through the windows with the glass panes burning in icy lights The raindrops on the balcony grills burn like bubbles on boiling water popping unabashedly to the touch of wind My stove glared at me in anger when I forgot why I put the empty pan and let its feet burn for no apparent offense Guess my thoughts are bubbling too in my burning mind...silent and invisible yet flaring inside unrestrained and wild - everything's burning as far as I can perceive Photo and poem © 2022 Taruchaya If you like my poem, feel free to leave a comment or visit my blog in WordPress. My solo poetry book Resounding Lights is available worldwide....link in bio. #instapoet #poetsworld #poetrylovers #writersofinstagram #writerscommunity #lifegoeson #musings #poetry #poems #poetconnection #poet #poetrylovers #heartofquill #poetrycommunity #poetryisnotdead #poetryofinstagram #globalpoetcult #igpoetry #igpoets #igpoetsandwriters #writersofig #writer #communityofpoetry #writerscafeindia #vaguesoulsunite #instapoems #storyteller_earthlings #poets_by_nature #writersofinstagram #communityofpoets #ftwriterss #poetry_earthlings https://www.instagram.com/p/Ci0tfnMKhjf/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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taruchaya · 2 years

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Burning

BurningThe sky burns bright blue at times and the moon a dazzling nightmare the sun blinding the charred flowers enough to let them daydream of SpringAnd now that Autumn has arrivedit sizzles the smouldering red leaves that fall down like auburn rain Molds are marking the weathered roofs, though the sun burns through the windows with the glass panes burning in icy lights The raindrops on the…

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#lifegoeson #light #lovepoetry #myheartspeaks #naturelover #reflection #skylover

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taruchaya · 2 years

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https://taruchaya.wordpress.com/2022/08/26/fitting-in/ Fitting in I look at the clumpy grumpy sky, trying to catch ahold of a cloud... and think what fun it must be to float freely and grumble aloud. But then it starts scaring me if I look down from the height, nothing to firmly keep my feet doesn't really feel at all right. What if I had very strong roots that could hold me to the ground and let me branch out my arms to toss the clouds around? What if I could play hide and seek with the sly stinging August sun that steals water from the ponds and always seems to be on the run? The clouds find their way back whenever the wind whooshes them away... rooted to the ground, looking in awe, I watch them wilfully play. I think perhaps it's better for me to be right here where I am now. Like a little piece of a looming puzzle, I fit in effortlessly somehow. 2022 ©Taruchaya. All rights reserved. If you like my poem, feel free to leave a comment or visit my blog in WordPress. My solo poetry book Resounding Lights is available worldwide....link in bio. #instapoet #poetsworld #poetrylovers #writersofinstagram #writerscommunity #lifegoeson #musings #poetry #poems #poetconnection #poet #poetrylovers #heartofquill #poetrycommunity #poetryisnotdead #poetryofinstagram #globalpoetcult #igpoetry #igpoets #igpoetsandwriters #writersofig #writer #communityofpoetry #writerscafeindia #vaguesoulsunite #instapoems #storyteller_earthlings #poets_by_nature #writersofinstagram #communityofpoets #ftwriterss #poetry_earthlings https://www.instagram.com/p/ChvdCTQKEmA/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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taruchaya · 2 years

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Fitting in

Fitting in I look at the clumpy grumpy sky, trying to catch ahold of a cloud…and think what fun it must be to float freely and grumble aloud.But then it starts scaring me if I look down from the height, nothing to firmly keep my feet doesn’t really feel at all right.What if I had very strong roots that could hold me to the groundand let me branch out my arms to toss the clouds around?What if I…

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#clouds #lifegoeson #lovepoetry #musing #myheartspeaks #naturelover #skylover

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taruchaya · 2 years

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Tightrope Greens are turning to earthen hues Something seems ashen within the blues Neither it is scorching nor too cold The clouds seem begrudgingly old The cobbled streets have leaves bestrew That crumple under the feet with rue I watch my confidant wither slowly away In the autumn weather each passing day My friend, the sturdy staunch sycamore tree, Braves the seasons and stands tall for me It's leaves are turning yellow and brown The colour of a fading lack lustre crown Shedding what it can no longer bear to hold Willing me to be better, brave and bold And when it gets too heavy just let it go It's okay to pause and take it slow Breathe out the dismay and inhale the hope Life shouldn't be like walking on a tightrope. 2022 © Taruchaya. All rights reserved. If you like my poem, feel free to leave a comment or visit my blog in WordPress. My solo poetry book Resounding Lights is available worldwide....link in bio. #instapoet #poetsworld #poetrylovers #writersofinstagram #writerscommunity #lifegoeson #musings #poetry #poems #poetconnection #poet #poetrylovers #heartofquill #poetrycommunity #poetryisnotdead #poetryofinstagram #globalpoetcult #igpoetry #igpoets #igpoetsandwriters #writersofig #writer #communityofpoetry #writerscafeindia #vaguesoulsunite #instapoems #storyteller_earthlings #poets_by_nature #writersofinstagram #communityofpoets #ftwriterss #poetry_earthlings https://www.instagram.com/p/ChlNwpAq67T/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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taruchaya · 2 years

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Tightrope

Tightrope Greens are turning to earthen huesSomething seems ashen within the bluesNeither it is scorching nor too coldThe clouds seem begrudgingly oldThe cobbled streets have leaves bestrewThat crumple under the feet with rueI watch my confidant wither slowly awayIn the autumn weather each passing dayMy friend, the sturdy staunch sycamore tree,Braves the seasons and stands tall for meIt’s leaves…

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taruchaya · 2 years

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Cynefin

Cynefin Where the sky looks the bluest blue and the grass grins the greenest green, I wish to stroll on a cobbled path somewhere in between. Where the fragrance of carefree wildflowers wafts happily in the air, I want to soak in the pleasing scents that gently caresses my hair. Where the soft dandelion scatters away travelling on a dragonfly’s wings and reflect the rays of a pretty…

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taruchaya · 2 years

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Based on the prompt "Cynefin" by @poetry_earthlings Cynefin Where the sky looks the bluest blue and the grass grins the greenest green, I wish to stroll on a cobbled path somewhere in between. Where the fragrance of carefree wildflowers wafts happily in the air, I want to soak in the pleasing scents that gently caresses my hair. Where the soft dandelion scatters away travelling on a dragonfly's wings and reflect the rays of a pretty pink moon, spreading the smile it endearingly brings. Photo and poem ©2022 Taruchaya. All rights reserved. Edited in Canva If you like my poem, feel free to leave a comment or visit my blog in WordPress. My solo poetry book Resounding Lights is available worldwide....link in bio. #instapoet #poetsworld #poetrylovers #writersofinstagram #writerscommunity #lifegoeson #musings #poetry #poems #poetconnection #poet #poetrylovers #heartofquill #poetrycommunity #poetryisnotdead #poetryofinstagram #globalpoetcult #igpoetry #igpoets #igpoetsandwriters #writersofig #writer #communityofpoetry #writerscafeindia #vaguesoulsunite #instapoems #storyteller_earthlings #poets_by_nature #writersofinstagram #communityofpoets #ftwriterss #poetry_earthlings https://www.instagram.com/p/CfoMTLeKMWf/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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taruchaya · 2 years

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https://taruchaya.wordpress.com/2022/06/25/summer-reverie/ Based on prompt "Summer" by @poetry_earthlings Summer Reverie the dizzy breeze fizzes in the heat clouds hide in heaven's shade roses pant on their thirsty thorny seat dandelions dance in the blissful glade the sun loves summer the most but the sky then summons all clouds the thirsty grass rejoicingly raise a toast when the clouds rush in... grumbling aloud whenever I stare at the azure satin sky i want to live those carefree days again i want the wings of the dainty dragonfly and dance in the misty summer rain ©2022 Taruchaya. All rights reserved. If you like my poem, feel free to leave a comment or visit my blog in WordPress. My solo poetry book Resounding Lights is available worldwide....link in bio. #instapoet #poetsworld #poetrylovers #writersofinstagram #writerscommunity #lifegoeson #musings #poetry #poems #poetconnection #poet #poetrylovers #heartofquill #poetrycommunity #poetryisnotdead #poetryofinstagram #globalpoetcult #igpoetry #igpoets #igpoetsandwriters #writersofig #writer #communityofpoetry #writerscafeindia #vaguesoulsunite #instapoems #igpoem #poets_by_nature #writersofinstagram #communityofpoets #ftwriterss #poetry_earthlings https://www.instagram.com/p/CfPh-bQKZ1y/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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taruchaya · 2 years

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Summer Reverie

Summer Reverie the dizzy breeze fizzes in the heatclouds hide in heaven’s shaderoses pant on their thirsty thorny seatdandelions dance in the blissful gladethe sun loves summer the most but the sky then summons all cloudsthe thirsty grass rejoicingly raise a toastwhen the clouds rush in… grumbling aloudwhenever I stare at the azure satin skyi want to live those carefree days againi want the wings…

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