Poems

The Admirer

… blending into the background
with your presence around me
forces my innocent soul
to surrender itself
into a whirlpool of emotions
every electric current
sends sensations to my brain
persuading me to emerge confident 
and kiss you in a second
but it all falls into a matrix
a simulation no better done
than my fantasy mind… 

– Parveen Maghera

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Poems, Thoughts

Telling myself over and over again

Oh please, it bites surely, when the little things you do
torment you and you ask yourself what the hell was I thinking?
but you can’t cry over spilled milk, can you?
as cliché as that sounds, listen up if you really want a piece of reality
shit happens
all the time
it’s up to you to decide to live with a clouded mind
or one that is free but controlled
are you feeling lost or disturbed?
well you’re torturing yourself
it’s a fact and don’t you dare ignore that
take care of your mind and consciousness
i’m tellin’ ya, it’s perhaps better
if you let it go

– Parveen Maghera

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Poems

Strangers

That moment of thought
When all you want to do
Is hide under a rock
Waiting for someone to ask you
What’s wrong
But you know no one will
And you will have to take care of yourself
Amid your familiar world of strangers
From whom you’ve yearned for love
And companionship
And a little bit of kindness
But once you surrender yourself
To the quietness beneath that rock
You let your soul wander
And while the worries and sorrows are consumed by the serenity
You feel empty and light
And your heart finally opens
To the reality of nature
That you control your mind
More than anyone else
And you tell yourself
You can live
In a familiar world
Of strangers

– Parveen Maghera

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Leave

I said no more
No more of you in my head
Terrifying pictures
Hopeless desires
A truth that pricks the heart
But I know its stupid
And it no longer feels exhilarating
In the beginning you were the fire
Now you’ve turned into a frozen frame
Fire, frost and fantasy
A whirlpool of feelings
You take me places in my mind
But I’m isolated in reality
You are a tiresome fantasy
I’m weakened by your everlasting attraction
No more can this soul bear with
Get out now
Leave

No more can this soul bear with…

– Parveen Maghera

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