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Poetry

This Time Around

December 19, 2021 Shantanu Baruah 8 Comments

This time I will refrain the words of comfort I used to abundantly display, 

impede my feelings that often used to surge in copious amounts, 

efface all questions that my curiosity 
used to possess

tarnish every thought that demanded you 
to do things in certain way

This time around I will exhibit patience, 
accept you without any preconceived riders, 
be there whenever you need someone to talk, 
never disappear, even when silence is all you have to offer

This time I’ll let my heart know, 
that forbearance will one day open doors, 
and maybe one day you will tiptoe back into my life 
when we’ll find our abode 
which once we dreamed of together 
in the fold of each other’s warmth

By, Shantanu Baruah

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Thoughts

Tenderness

December 17, 2021 Shantanu Baruah Leave a comment

Her impassive visage is the reflection of a torrid past. And then he arrived demonstrating a sense of urgency, further pushing her down into some convoluted cocoon.
But then he learned that for souls to heal one needs to show patience. He realized, her decrepit soul needs tenderness. Only then her haggard appearance will slowly convalesce under the warmth of his thoughts. She shall then break free with boldness in the comfort of their mutual beliefs.
By Shantanu Baruah

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Poetry

Deciphering this Enigmatic Life

November 7, 2021 Shantanu Baruah 8 Comments

The listlessness, 
the emptiness, 
the yearning, 
the longing, 
often we are crowded in such emotional turmoil without being able to comprehend why? 

Why do we long to meet someone? 
Why do we fall in love with people who we know will only give pain? 
Why are we nostalgic about the past that is engraved deep in our hearts? 
Why do certain places keep reappearing in our conscious mind, making us restless all the while? 

The answers to all the whys are hidden in the depth of our souls. 

When we don’t learn to be content with what life has bestowed us. 
When we blind our soul with an imaginary beauty that pretentiously shimmers a tad more than what we possess. 
When we fail to look within ourselves. 
When we yearn in the past and remain anxious for the future. 
When we don’t accept the moments, which is here and now. 

Then it leads our mind to unattainable desires, making us perturb and anxious. 

Let us shed away all such illusions and enjoy every moment of this beautiful thing called life.

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Poetry

Love Failed

October 21, 2021 Shantanu Baruah 4 Comments

Those promises we made holding hands, 
and the love we saw in the eyes 
that was never going to end, 

when we enjoyed the summer breeze 
dwelling in love 
and swelled  in the winter warmth 
flowing through your voice,

the songs that we hummed in unity, 
the poetries I wrote 
praising your beauty, 

the care we deeply felt 
in each other’s thoughts,
the prayers we offered 
drenched in love 

All those promises, 
the seamless love, 
the touch of summer breeze, 
the warmth of winter thoughts, 
the songs we hummed, 
the poetries that rhymed, 
the care we felt, 
the prayers we made, 
have betrayed our souls, 
for the endless love 
has become transient, 
and the silence now screams 
with an eldritch tone

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Poetry

Loving without condition

September 30, 2021 Shantanu Baruah 8 Comments

When you love her 
without carrying the burden of 
creed, prejudice or judgment

when you embrace her
just for who she is, 

when you include her in your life 
without any hidden agenda 
or vicious expectations, 

when you stand beside her 
regardless of what she has done 
or not done

when your heart always brims 
with joy for your love, 

when you shower her 
with empathy, humility and joy 

When you celebrate every moment
because you are blessed 
to be in her life 

Then your deeds become effortless,
and with an ethereal feel 
you reach the Eden of elysian  

And for such love 
the universe, 
the celestial bods, 
the firmament above, 
the seers,
the gods,
all conjures 
to make your pious bonding  
the true testimony of gorgeous love

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Poetry

Dilemma

July 24, 2021 Shantanu Baruah 10 Comments

From the corner 
of your heart, 
in the crevices 
of your gaze, 
and from the quagmire 
of your turquoise thoughts 
you watch me, 

and though you desire 
to dwell in the summer rain, 
and submerge 
in the warmth of the cold sea, 
you refrain 

and hold your reach, 
making the two of us miserable, 
and the yearning remains interminable 
amid our desirous soul

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Poetry

Crashing Dreams

July 8, 2021 Shantanu Baruah 4 Comments

The dreams crashing one by one 
falling like sheets of ices 
dissolving in the abyss 
of the deep blue sea 
and the clamor that remain behind 
though  receded in a trice 
yet its eldritch voice 
echoing for a lifetime

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Poetry

The Vacuum

July 8, 2021 Shantanu Baruah 12 Comments


The silhouette of her desires 
shadowing my thoughts 
from dawn the dusk 

and when her words 
spoken in yore 
brushes my desirous soul 
the vacuum that exists today 
discovers itself 
with a crashing clamor 

as if the Elysian we nurtured 
not too long ago 
has come crashing down 
and the splinters 
of your absence 
piercing my existence 
inch by inch, 

the blood refusing to recede 
is now smearing 
my world 
one drop at a time 

and in such agony 
the  irony remains 
I still yearn for you 
with a pensive smile

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Poetry

Desire

April 29, 2021 Shantanu Baruah 6 Comments

Every unsaid word

that leaped from your heart

is now paused as a thought

ogling me from a distance

with a desirous drawl

raring to erupt

but arrested on your labium

like some amorous smile

Portraying the longing

from some anarchic times

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