POETIC PLAY STUDIO

Priyanshi shah

Category: Poetry

  • Eyes of change

    Once upon a time, While walking as the wind takes me, From a busy Neverland, I saw the sadness beneath the Laughing, Circling the myriads of chaos, And whispering through winds, The presence holds me, In my house of fear, And I realised we are all the same, Our eyes experience, Hidden mysteries and hope,…

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  • Eternal

    With a heart of stone,And the crack in timelessness,The glowing light reflects the existence,Mysteriously hidden beneath the laughter,The presence speaks of absence,As I suffered the baggage of living wholeheartedly,Shattered in the realm of time,And broken into different spaces,There exists a void of transitions,Echoes of unsaid stories,And the remembrances of lost self,Haunting the present truth,It intertwines…

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  • Shadow

    In the depths of our emptiness,We remember our remembrance,Twisted through the colors of reality,We cross the mirage of the burning bridge,And become the ashes of it,With the rhythm in our soul,And fire in our gazes,We discover our hidden ocean of misery,In the form of formless,And dance with our chaotic mind,Touching upon a myriad of hearts,Resting…

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  • Dream

    On a silent night,With a chaotic mind,I read and write for nobody,As my ideas take form,While desire seizes action,In the cycle of endurance, the fragile heart suffers,Like a rainy day in spring,Floating in the infinity of doubts,I slowly smashed the monumental walls of illusions,And severely tumble like a fallen leaf,The presence of the flowing wind…

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  • Cloudy

    Dancing on the strings of our perception,We create a realm of joy and suffering,Closely entangled in each other,We circle the circling,In a life clouded with fate,Losing and adventures,We swim in constant dilemmas,And become who we are not,In search of who we are,We tell ourselves a false story,In broad daylight staying in darkness,Until our pain transforms…

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  • Depths of life

    The air brings the fragrance of ocean air,Holding the portrayal of life,In the form of waves,While the sunshine wraps our secrets,And merges with the mystery of winds,I remember the idea of myself,When I sat with the darkness in the shadows,And the tall mountains stand silently,Blurring the landscapes of my illusions,The trails tell the tale of…

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