POETIC PLAY STUDIO

Priyanshi shah

Category: Poetry

  • Travel

    The veils of known,The pursuit of the unknown,And the loss of failure,Drives me to wander here and there,As I travel losing myself in the journey,The numb self breaks like shattered glass,As the wind holds the secret pieces of it,I follow the fragrance of the breeze,Solace to discover a way,In this tangled world of circuses,Where love…

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  • Connections

    Connections are the core of our presence,We nurture and evolve through our relationships,In the fabric of reality, we share our hearts with rare people,As an art of effortlessly bonding,Where our silences are heard and loudness is silent,We share our little moments as a memorial,Meeting each other on the verge of collision,And walking in darkness under…

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  • Silent scream

    The screams within me,Calms in the beauty of dawn,As everyday life comes to pass,Silently the noise rises in the evening,It starts to dance restlessly,As if thrown in the ball of fire,The ashes stay the whole night,To witness the drama of rage,In the broken edges of self,Invisible beneath the laughter,It breaks the broken,And tears the dead…

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  • Losing

    The longing to run away,Leaving behind everything and everyone,I doubt the art of running among the landscapes of our existence,And seek to question the glimpsed reality,By observing the unobserved and feeling the unfelt,Scattered in realms of mind and heart,We are caged birds with keys in our hands,As we peek from the cage with fear,Building the…

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  • Quest

    In the quest for missing something,We dwell on the edge of brokenness,To fix the unfixable,I seek the treasure of darkness,Traveling with light from here and there,To find the pieces of the secret,In the form of places and people,Unfolding the notions,I held all the stories of creation,As a souvenir of the past,Where the ocean speaks furiously,And…

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  • Home

    The reality of illusions,And the illusions of reality,The constant dilemma of ourselves,As we live within the questions,We longed for our place in this vastness,And converse with our mind to narrate the story,The magnificence of light and fire,The horror of dark and cold,We dwell on those portrayals and scenarios,Seeking solace within,We repeat illusionary manifestations,And stay with…

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