Ranjana Kashyap
Abstract Action Inspirational
I
NOMAD
Plagued
You
Self
Relationship
Lockdown
I Am a Woman
Sip Of You
At Last
Abhorrence
Without making any noise Tip toed to my bed Without making any noise Tip toed to my bed
The pain I feel is deep and raw, A wound that never seems to thaw. The pain I feel is deep and raw, A wound that never seems to thaw.
In my journey through life I have lived and seen the past In my journey through life I have lived and seen the past
Upon my face, a canvas fair A reflection of my heart and care Upon my face, a canvas fair A reflection of my heart and care
When the world feels heavy, and the heart is sore, The poet turns to words, to find a healing cur... When the world feels heavy, and the heart is sore, The poet turns to words, t...
So let us embrace our humanity with pride, And strive to create a world where we can all thrive, So let us embrace our humanity with pride, And strive to create a world where w...
The stars above twinkle bright, A canvas of black velvet night, The stars above twinkle bright, A canvas of black velvet night,
Among the crowded buildings, I search for a patch of green, Separating dusky horizons; I watch th... Among the crowded buildings, I search for a patch of green, Separating dusky ...
Don't fall in love with a poet, For their heart is a fickle thing. Don't fall in love with a poet, For their heart is a fickle thing.
I look within and see a world, A place where thoughts and feelings swirl. I look within and see a world, A place where thoughts and feelings swirl.
Smell of Turmeric and Jasmine mingled People chattering and standing tangled Smell of Turmeric and Jasmine mingled People chattering and standing tangled
Stayin' all nights, no; losin' control over the things ever damned... Tryna skippin' conversation... Stayin' all nights, no; losin' control over the things ever damned... Tryna s...
A poem on poetry, how meta is that? A poem on poetry, how meta is that?
Is there any hope? Amidst the chaos and despair, Is there any hope? Amidst the chaos and despair,
In the windows of our soul, lies a world that's full of gold, In the windows of our soul, lies a world that's full of gold,
Pots of clay and pots of stone, In them, we cook and call it home. Pots of clay and pots of stone, In them, we cook and call it home.
I was sitting still With a mind so calm I was sitting still With a mind so calm
The plaster from the walls was peeling off in layers, They cupped their hands every morning, utte... The plaster from the walls was peeling off in layers, They cupped their hands...
It’s not that I love cats But the cat next door It’s not that I love cats But the cat next door
My verses melt Into the mouth of the night sky My verses melt Into the mouth of the night sky
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