Untold

Amidst million apprehensions,

endless joy within me

billowed on a wild journey.

Jubilantly i  took the ride on clouds,

enshrouded by a haunting

caress amidst the misty range,

merging breaths spotted the untold.

 

Enliven with a dewy kiss,

immersed in an abyss of

vitality,gospels of mortality

crashed facing the glitters

of concealed supernal,disregarding

the  game of  hide and seek.

 

Absorbing into the

essence of prime,took

a roller coaster ride

into the lap of ambiguity

from dawn to dusk.

Reinvigorated as a bizarre stream,

my teary eyes lauded in honor.

About Piusha

Futile writer,enjoys reading anything under sun.Still on a quest to find a new facet within me.
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3 Responses to Untold

  1. Honorable Poetess Piusha Singh,
    After greetings of the day,
    I am pleased to read, enjoy and translate your latest poetic work in my blog, as this was one of my commitment in the beginning of my association with your fabulous poems, whether liked or disliked, I am still continue to perform my promise and its process through-out my writings, but I am so unfortunate to communicate and understand certain portions of your earlier poems, once it is gone for print, it won’t be rectified at a later stage. hence I am very particular to continue to write my observations through your blog itself, I am sincerely sorry for my inability to move for further in-depth understanding and inhaling of the poetic instincts in-born in between you lines of poetry overall. In short, I am bit scared to express the thematic study involved in your amazing poems.
    As innocent human beings on this planet Earth, We were offered some optional workouts that could have involved starting to write our will, or considering what we might put in a memory about ourselves for a child or grandchild, or consider what we might write in an obituary about ourselves.
    I found I couldn’t even consider doing any of them, alone. We are not simply, only, merely, the person that we think we are, but we are also who our dearest family and our friends love, with the faults and foibles we don’t care to admit, but also with the skills and gifts we take for granted, attributes and beauty we simply don’t see in ourselves. To be familiar with our own mortality entirely, do we not need to comprehend and understand ourselves as others see us?
    How is the picture of ourselves faded or diminished, when we place this process of creating a realistic picture of ourselves, in the light of love, and our relationship with God and angels?
    Understandings or miscommunications may be common in poetic writings, but our expressions, open opinions counts a lot in view of getting a good tie-up of honest writings, especially in poetry, hope you are fine with your career and hobbies in life. Good luck and may God bless your golden pen.
    Regards & Love
    WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

    Liked by 1 person

    • Piusha Singh says:

      Dear William ji,as always,I am extremely delighted to read your remarks,sorry for the delayed response.Our journey is always like a rollercoaster ride,full of ups and downs,we ignore being on a ride and take all the excitement as a sickness which leads to all the tensions,i personally trying to visualize this journey through a spectators eye where i could make out clearly where i stand within my eyes.As i should feel contended eventually before signing off,i feel if one is contended inside listening to their inner voice,then ourself including our surrounding and many others life will be peaceful.These thoughts are my impressions on my own experiences and what i see and learnt from life,which i put through into verses.

      Hope everything is fine with you and your family.I am very greatful to you for being honest and keeping your word.We are fine here,happy to be with my dearest hubby and sweetest daughter.Thank you for your remarks once again,hope to hear from you soon.
      Regards and love.
      Piusha

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  2. Reblogged this on williamsjipoems and commented:
    Honorable Poetess Piusha Singh,
    After greetings of the day,
    I am pleased to read, enjoy and translate your latest poetic work in my blog, as this was one of my commitment in the beginning of my association with your fabulous poems, whether liked or disliked, I am still continue to perform my promise and its process through-out my writings, but I am so unfortunate to communicate and understand certain portions of your earlier poems, once it is gone for print, it won’t be rectified at a later stage. hence I am very particular to continue to write my observations through your blog itself, I am sincerely sorry for my inability to move for further in-depth understanding and inhaling of the poetic instincts in-born in between you lines of poetry overall. In short, I am bit scared to express the thematic study involved in your amazing poems.
    As innocent human beings on this planet Earth, We were offered some optional workouts that could have involved starting to write our will, or considering what we might put in a memory about ourselves for a child or grandchild, or consider what we might write in an obituary about ourselves.
    I found I couldn’t even consider doing any of them, alone. We are not simply, only, merely, the person that we think we are, but we are also who our dearest family and our friends love, with the faults and foibles we don’t care to admit, but also with the skills and gifts we take for granted, attributes and beauty we simply don’t see in ourselves. To be familiar with our own mortality entirely, do we not need to comprehend and understand ourselves as others see us?
    How is the picture of ourselves faded or diminished, when we place this process of creating a realistic picture of ourselves, in the light of love, and our relationship with God and angels?
    Understandings or miscommunications may be common in poetic writings, but our expressions, open opinions counts a lot in view of getting a good tie-up of honest writings, especially in poetry, hope you are fine with your career and hobbies in life. Good luck and may God bless your golden pen.
    Regards & Love
    WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

    Liked by 1 person

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