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  • [527] Forgetfulness of Individuality

    [527] Forgetfulness of Individuality

    I dwell in the forgetfulness of my cosmic natureA spectacle unfolds, for all to witness.The gradual implosion of my beingFlowing state, now a distant memory,Lost, drifting in the vast ether ever-expanding I seek to learn about myself from another’s thoughtsTheir emotions, feelings, and situationswhen I could cultivate my own gardenand let my kindness sprout against…

    Rahul Gaur

    March 26, 2023
    poetry, writing
    art, blog, blogging, cosmos, Creative Writing, journal, life, poetry, spirituality, story, thoughts, writing
  • [526] For The Last Time

    [526] For The Last Time

    my tiny impulsescarry me to the distant pastcarry me to the near futurebut never fully present you areinvisible to me different livesdivergent universewhy does it still feelyou know me better my tiny impulsescarry me to you my growth in the nightwhere is your sunlight?faith in synchronicityfate seems destinedto make me forget youto make me forgetful…

    Rahul Gaur

    March 3, 2023
    poetry, writing
    art, blog, blogging, Creative Writing, journal, life, love, philosphy, poetry, story, thoughts, writing
  • [525] Vivid Night, Vivid Light

    [525] Vivid Night, Vivid Light

    As I gazed upon my lifeI see a divide so clearMy yearning soul and the worldly strideMy ambition rears its teethas authenticity dies a silent death My heart craves revelling in the inner realmbut the external world the sound of a drill in my mindI am reminded of my privileged lifeAnd the inner light that…

    Rahul Gaur

    February 27, 2023
    journal, poetry
    art, blog, blogging, Creative Writing, inspiration, journal, life, poetry, spirituality, story, thoughts, writing
  • [516] Meet Me Again

    [516] Meet Me Again

    To find function⁣⁣I silenced the voices in my head⁣⁣Now every poem is inaudible⁣⁣every love a compromise⁣⁣How long can you go on⁣⁣chasing a past that never was⁣⁣Chances that slipped through the cracks⁣⁣Memories are all we’re left with⁣⁣⁣⁣Nowhere can we meet ⁣⁣except at the funeral of my muse⁣⁣Just to hear one last truth⁣⁣A hope that some things…

    Rahul Gaur

    October 17, 2022
    poetry
    art, blog, blogging, creativewriting, inspiration, journal, life, love, poetry, sad, story, thoughts, writing
  • [162] Blurred Times

    [162] Blurred Times

    Revive who I was [an anomaly] when I first met you Try it one more time [persistence] Let me crumble before you It’s a wonderful sight Searching for a hand or grabbing for breath capturing it inside for times like this [delusional] when you take it all away or for times like those when you…

    Rahul Gaur

    June 20, 2018
    poetry
    art, blog, blogging, Fiction, inspiration, journal, life, love, Poems, poetry, sad, story, thoughts, writing
  • [144] Rebel With A Cause

    [144] Rebel With A Cause

    We are told that “don’t upset the system” “don’t be a rebel and lose your mind”. The reason? The functioning of the system is crucial for miscreants to survive. To not politicise art is just another way of submitting to the pressure of not being seen as a rebel. As the word, ‘rebel’ has a…

    Rahul Gaur

    May 6, 2018
    Write-ups, writing
    art, blog, Blogger, blogging, happy, journal, life, love, Opinion, politics, sad, thoughts, truth, writing
  • [127] Life: A Parody

    [127] Life: A Parody

    Aren’t we all just parodies of our true selves? Trying to feign reality but only becoming an amusement in return. We are always striving for the illusory knowledge of ourselves but all we find is an illusory illusion which breaks when we probe further. Where does the answer to the quest of our journey lies?…

    Rahul Gaur

    February 18, 2018
    Write-ups
    art, blog, blogging, experiment, Fiction, journal, life, Opinion, poetry, sad, story, thoughts, Travel, writing
  • [104] A Story With No Ending

    [104] A Story With No Ending

    The anguish your lips make me feel defeat the constant melancholy I feel For they don’t touch my lips nor they open for my ears They stay put Opening only to close breathing only to swallow words back while my mind conjures what you didn’t say and twisting what you didn’t mean Alas, I am a…

    Rahul Gaur

    November 30, 2017
    poetry
    blog, Blogger, blogging, dark, Fiction, journal, life, love, poetry, sad, story, thoughts, Writer, writing
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