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Bhavna Ojha

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Blizzard dreams of paranoid reality,
Somewhere in the middle of the night,
I noticed scowling eyes through windows,
It didn't scare me,
As it was empty,
The moonlight showed up with a dark sky,
Distant bird singing, trees sleeping,
The spectator was in my mind,
Who knows who it was?
I only remembered the fragments,
Of blizzard dreams.

Gorilla attacking, ghosts whimpering,
Somewhere in the distance we were sitting,
But there was always something or someone pointing,
Explicit escalation of haunting reality,
I can't grasp, comprehend or forget it,
But I wanted to get away,
Cause I want to get away,
Away from this feverish reality,
Nightmarish dreams,
Farther in the distance,
In a land full of love and dreams.

This feeling is like a web,
I'm a bee stuck in it,
And with passing days,
I feel like the empty shell,
Sidelined by the ocean,
Who ones dreamt of dwelling into the depth of it,
There's much beauty at shore,
But even as a shell I feel too sad,
To go anywhere.

Overwhelming reality,
Beautiful in its haze,
Cause finally there's comfort in someone's being,
Yet this body, mind, and soul of mine,
It is too weary, too quiet, too worn out,
To be something new,
And it's beautiful to be loved even when I'm nothing new,
It is frightening to see,
Where I'm standing now!! by @bhavyy_writes

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2 months ago

I miss mountains.....

We exist in co-relations....

Feels like mountains are me and I'm them...

Yet they feel like home......

The great mother....

The protective father...

They were all that I needed...

They were my longing...

So I ended up becoming them...

Now birds rest on both of us...

Life exists in both of us...

We nurture, we care, we provide,

And finally it feels like it rained on us...

So now we're drowning in melancholy...

Because only rain could drown us in its love...

And now I know mountains can be loved...

-pictures from 2024 by @bhavyy_writes

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2 months ago

Lately TSL has been the greatest part of life, quiet comfort to my chaos, sometimes almost like a family... really warm with sense of belongingness, specially when the world feels too much, a part of life that almost feels like home, space for creative expression, and much more.

And TSL is what it is because of the people in it. Really grateful for our beautiful community and all that it gave me and been to me🥹🫶🏻

Bookmark credit goes to @kidslearningfun4 🥹🫶🏻

And credit to making the 21st really memorable and beautiful goes to @maheekwrites thank you for being such an amazing friend ✨ by @bhavyy_writes

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Mountains are my home, it's where I belong, they're what I choose, what I love, from being born surrounded by mountains, to spending my childhood on hills to still being able to remain so close to them. Life couldn't get any better and I cannot ask for more 🫶🏻💞 by @bhavyy_writes

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If I lay here...
If I just lay here....
Would you lie with me and just forget the world?

-Snow Petrol by @bhavyy_writes

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If there's a god it's the bond between us 🧿❤️
Here's to the seven years of our friendship, and as both our birthdays fell in the seventh month of the year, when we started talking in the same month, when our birth months, life incidents, and everything in between matches. We know the bond is stronger than any existing thing in the world. My best friend, my soulmate, elder sister, comfort person and the most kind hearted human I know. Sending endless love @vanshiika7 🥹💞 by @bhavyy_writes

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3 months ago

Skipping the official farewell and choosing to go to a swimming pool on random Friday noon was probably the best way to celebrate our last gathering. While playing truth and dare, and drowning each other in some chemical filled water, while complaining about our red eyes and tanning. We didn't spend a lot of time together.
But as they say rare is the greatest 🫶🏻✨ by @bhavyy_writes

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3 months ago

They say modern love is a cruel endeavour,
And I say that's why I prefer to dedicate my life to art 🫶🏻✨ by @bhavyy_writes

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3 months ago

Give me the antidote,
To this undying virus,
That lives in my body and mind,
Resurfaces once in a while,
Shaming me for simply existing.

Show me the house of flower beds,
Change my perception of being,
This is sickening,
Everything that happened,
Which lives within my mind,
Haunting me every time.

Take me to the safest zone,
Replace all that crimson shed of history,
With soft blue skies, green surroundings,
Normal grey days of life,
I'm sick, sick of this place,
It has built its home like a fungus in my skin.

Rub my skin and bones,
With the sponge that makes,
All this dirt goes away,
Which may fade this feeling of having filth in my bones,
This mess feels larger than life,
As it haunts me like my darkest nightmare.

Worship this body of mine like a temple,
Till it feels clean again,
Hold me till,
All this yearning, hunger, fear doesn't go away,
Stay till I don't feel safe, loved, and chosen,
I'm tired, tired, and tired,
Of fixing my bones, stitching up my skin, patching up the holes in my heart,
But I fell apart each time,
I desperately need someone,
Someone who stays strong and steady enough,
To help me mend my bones,
To make me love myself again,
When I feel like this damaged piece of trash.

#poetryisnotdead #poetrycommuníty #poemoftheday #poetry by @bhavyy_writes

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5 months ago

Often I felt like a rock,
Which can't be moved,
Not by impatient, weak, shallow individuals,
It may need integrity, consistency, dedication and strength to show up.

I hoped someone would move with my waves,
But in the end,
I found no one can cross that river,
The river which keeps flowing,
They can never match its pace,
It has to submerge in the ocean,
But I guess the ocean didn't exist,
So I had to be one.

I yearned and I burned,
But I've a heart full of fire,
Intensity of a poet,
And there's no one to match my rhythm,
It's haunting,
Cause this end has no beginning,
I feel like a circle of the same loop,
Of which none found the edge.

I sat there and waited,
But mountains cannot be moved,
They're cut in half, through and through,
Pieces by pieces,
So I stand there firm, tallest, ambitious, powerful,
And I found men piercing it,
Leaving their marks and going away.

No one knows how to nurture a mountain,
So they pick its fruits, cut down its trees, use its resources,
And now I feel as if I'm left with nothing,
But like that mountain even after dividing it into pieces,
I still have things to offer,
Never to receive.

#poetry #love by @bhavyy_writes

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5 months ago

Often I find myself in the wonders,
Guess I was lost,
In the haze of my own mind,
As reality swept in,
I found the ground beneath my feet fall.

Shattered glass in my mind,
Was quite enough to violently hurt me,
One string of pin would pinch me,
And I was just ready to bleed,
Wounds were visible not my blood.

I wanted the taste of life,
In my mind it was beautiful,
It took me sweeping away,
But when reality appeared,
It showed me my darkest night's fear.

But you see peacocks can dance in the cage,
So I was happy in my mind,
You're safer from the snake,
When it is behind the glass,
So I guess I was safe and dancing.

Yet I couldn't escape the snakes around me,
And I couldn't witness the peacock dancing free,
But I thought let's give reality its plea,
So now I'm opening the glass,
Hoping snake won't bite me,
I'm roaming in the forests,
Wishing to watch peacocks dancing.

I'll go deep to the oceans even if it's dark,
I'll open the glass doors,
Even if poison is being spread through the lark,
I'll swim with the fish,
Be friends with the cage and watch all my friends fly.

#poetry #writing #metaphor #freeverse by @bhavyy_writes

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5 months ago

Perhaps it's the haze of uncertainty,
Or the fading symphony,
Maybe the ghosts of the past, present,
But I was paranoid by fear,
Of what would become of me.

It's hard to say I'm dangerous,
For I won't even choose to hurt an enemy,
It's hard to say I'm a saint,
I'd have kill in my defence,
If they come at me.

I guess this is what, life tastes like,
Uncertainty, change, complexity,
I made it simple and easier then past,
But I feel doomed from paranoia,
Maybe given by time past, internet or reality.

Shaken from nightmares,
I feel like I'm searching for peaceful eternity,
The only realisation I came to is,
Reality contains contradictories,
Yet I carry it all within me.

I tried to choose my battles,
Before they get me in the moment of vulnerability,
Facing my demons and ghosts,
But some wounds only time could mend,
Sometimes universe has it's own timing to give things.

I tried to be a believer,
Tried to choose consciously,
Following life as if it's math like reality,
So I kept summing up the courage,
Kept applying my own formulas.

Maybe the answer is the flow,
To go with the flow,
Give into the flow,
Let change take its space,
Let life happen by itself,
But one truth I know God doesn't intervene,
It rarely cares what's going on my mind,
I'm not the centre of universe,
World doesn't revolve around me,
So I want to fall through the free fall,
The constant paranoia, it's tiring,
Let me rest, let me live,
For a while let me breathe. by @bhavyy_writes

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