Her eyes, a beguiling abyss,
Her curves, a sensual seascape,
Her lips, a vermillion bloom,
Her touch, a silent storm’s gentle swoon,
Her voice, a nocturne’s softest tune,
A siren’s call where I surrender,
A dance that sets my spirit free.
A kiss that leaves me yearning, weak,
A pledge that my heart now seeks,
A fragrance that my soul remembers.
She’s a tempest in her tranquility,
She’s an allure in her mystery,
She’s a temptation I can’t withstand,
She’s a fervor I can’t comprehend,
She’s a passion I’ll forever withstand.
A passion that I can’t refuse,
A desire that’s hard to ignore,
A fervor that’s hard to resist,
A fire that’s lit and won’t subside,
A passion that I’ll forever pursue.
In her eyes, I’ve found my muse,
In her touch, I’ve found my solace,
In her voice, I’ve found my peace,
In her kiss, I’ve found my release,
In her, I’ve found my endless oasis.
Tag: Solace
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The Seduction of Her
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Late night, oh late night
Late night, oh late night,
When the world is asleep and out of sight,
I find myself lost in thought,
In the silence where my mind is taught.
The moon shines bright up above,
As I ponder life, love, and all thereof,
The stars twinkle like fairy lights,
Guiding me through the darkest nights.
My heart beats slow, my breath is calm,
As I let go of all that’s wrong,
And embrace the peace that surrounds,
In this moment, where tranquility abounds.
Late night, oh late night,
You are my solace, my guiding light,
In your stillness, I find my way,
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My bed
My bed, a place of solace and my home,
Where I lay to find relaxation from the day.
My thoughts drift off, I slowly float away,
Vivid dreams of fantasies that come my way.
Time passes quietly and I stay in peace,
As I rest in my bed and be in ease.
When worries and stress slowly creep,
My bed helps me find my own retreat.
My bed is a place I can be just me,
My mind can wander, it’s an escape for free.
My bed is a shelter in which I control,
Where I can relax and just be whole.
My bed, a place of comfort and rest,
It’s my safe place, forever and not less.
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In My Corner
In my cozy corner, I find solace,
The window open, revealing a tranquil scene.
The sound of slumber echoes softly,
My light illuminating the dusk with gentle sheen.
Yet, my mind wanders, yearning for you,
My heart aches, longing for your embrace.
Do you too have a haven, a sanctuary,
A place where you find solace and grace?
Is it a person, a kindred spirit,
A source of warmth and kindred light?
Or is it a place, a cherished refuge,
Where you find solace, day and night?
Wherever your corner may be,
I hope it brings you solace and peace.
And may we one day find each other’s corners,
Where our love will forever increase.
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Open Arms: A Poem About Embracing Hugs
I am open for hugs,
A warm embrace can heal,
Comfort and support given,
In times of pain and steal.
Hugs speak volumes unsaid,
Of care and understanding,
They lift spirits high,
And lighten heavy hearts.
So if you ever need one,
Just reach out and ask me,
My arms are always ready,
To hold and give a soft touch.
Together we stand strong,
Supporting each other,
In this journey called life,
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Twilight Serenade
Tattered parchment interlaces, whispered folklore breathes,
Fractured stanzas beg solace on zephyr’s eve,
Tears stained with indigo, ensnared amidst literary err.
Shards pirouette in twilight’s spectral glow,
Ethereal echoes of sagacity, scarcely on show,
Puzzling literature, an enigma the muses bestow.
Unraveled verses, a symphony of elegance embraced,
Time’s gentle caress, a bitter-sweet chase,
Within the scattered lexicon, immortality embraced.
Neglected storylines, once cherished in hearts,
Long for rebirth, for readers to impart,
Dreams resurrected, as optimism imparts.
Lingering upon the floor, reluctant spirits persist,
Resolute against destiny’s indomitable tryst,
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Manipur’s Bleeding Heart
Bloodstains mark the soil of Manipur,
Violence reigns in its wake,
Tears fall from mothers’ eyes,
As loved ones perish in hate.
Guns echo through the hills,
Silencing peaceful thrills,
Broken dreams and shattered hopes,
Haunt the hearts of Manipur’s folks.
Anger simmers in veins,
Despair grips every train,
Youth stand against oppression,
Demanding justice’s reflection.
Peace must return to these lands,
End the cycle of strife,
Healing begins with understanding,
Love conquers hate’s vice-like grip.
May the wounded find solace,
May the lost be rediscovered grace,
May Manipur rise again,
Stronger than before.
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Unveil Your Truth
Concealment breeds shame,
Denial leads to isolation,
Your authenticity deserves claim,
Embrace your unique creation.
Societal norms may bind,
But freedom comes with being kind,
To yourself and those around,
Acceptance found when you’re sound.
Don’t hide behind false guise,
Reveal your soul’s true skies,
Be proud of who you are,
Free from fear and despair.
Express your true colors,
Live boldly, unaffected by others,
Find solace in your own story,
And thrive in your genuinity.Follow me on threads: https://www.threads.net/@vishal.dutia.poetry
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Melancholic Melodies
Melancholic tunes resound through the night,
Lost love, once soaring, now out of sight.
Sombre refrains of a bygone amour,
Drowning in pain, past its prime, obscure.
Each note, a reminder of what has passed,
Of a symphony of love that couldn’t last.
Melodies dance, filled with despair and yearning,
As our love dissolves, leaving hearts burning.
Keys on the piano weep with regret,
As we mourn what we couldn’t forget.
Harmony shattered, rhythm disrupted,
Love once thriving, now left corrupted.
We listen to the tunes, hoping to find peace,
But dwindling love now only haunts our hearts with ease.
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The Poetry of Life
Life is a journey, full of twists and turns
With moments of joy and times that burn
It’s a canvas we paint with every breath we take
A story we write with every decision we makeIn poetry, we find solace for our soul
As words unravel the mysteries that life holds
It’s a reflection of our deepest fears and desires
A mirror that shows us what our heart requiresThe rhythm of life beats in every verse
As we navigate through blessings and curse
Our journey may be long, but poetry is our guide
To help us find meaning in this beautiful ride.
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Sparkling Hope in Sad Eyes
Sparkling hope in sad eyes,
Shimmering shards of light surprise,
Sorrowful souls slowly rise,
Seeking solace, shedding lies.Glimmering glances, gentle gaze,
Glistening tears, golden blaze,
Grasping for grace, glorious days,
Gradually growing in myriad ways.Radiant resilience, resplendent resolve,
Rising above ruins, rekindling resolve,
Rejoicing in renewal, refusing to revolve,
Round the same regrets, ready to evolve.
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The Solid Ground
The rocks under my feet, so steady and strong,
As I walk along the shore, where I belong,
The waves crash and break, but they cannot defeat,
The solid ground beneath me, so concrete.The earth is my refuge, my anchor, my keep,
A place where I find solace, and I can weep,
The rocks under my feet, a reminder so sweet,
That life may be tumultuous, but there’s always a seat.On this solid ground, I stand tall and proud,
My spirit uplifted, my voice ringing loud,
For the rocks under my feet, are more than just stone,
They’re a symbol of strength, of resilience shown.
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Way Past the Point of Fearing the Darkness
Way past the point of fearing the darkness,
I embrace it with open arms, no less.
For in its depths, I find my solace,
A place where I can truly harness.The shadows that once made me quiver,
Now guide me to a place that’s richer.
Where secrets lie and dreams come alive,
And fears are nothing but a mere jive.In this realm, I am the master,
Of all that’s dark and full of wonder.
For I have conquered what once enslaved me,
And now, in darkness, I am truly free.
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Shelter from the Storm
Beneath the umbrella of nightmares, I seek refuge from my fears and cares, The rain pours down, a relentless beat, But here I’m safe, I find retreat.
The winds may howl, the thunder roar, But I’m protected, forevermore, From the chaos that rages outside, I find solace, I find my stride.
The umbrella shields me from the pain, And I know I’ll weather the storm again, For in this shelter, I find my might, And emerge stronger, ready to fight.
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Serene Solace
Sadness disappears, slipping silently away,
Soothing solace settles, softly in its stay.
Serenity surrounds, stilling storms within,
Sustaining soulful smiles, succumbing to a grin.
Soothing, serene, sublime, and sweet,
Sorrow’s sway subsides, simplicity to meet.
Sunshine seeps, shedding light on the soul,
Spirits soar, sensations of serenity unroll.
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Evening Reprieve
Your exhausted sigh in the evenings,
Marks the end of the day’s dealings.
Your mind is tired, your body weak,
As the long day has reached its peak.
I try to offer comfort and care,
To show you that I’ll always be there.
You rest your head on my shoulder,
And we bask in the silence’s holder.
Together, we find solace and peace,
As the day’s stresses finally cease.
So let us enjoy this moment to retrieve,
And embrace the calm of our evening reprieve.
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The Crushing Emptiness
The Crushing Emptiness
The crushing emptiness, it weighs, A heavy burden, through endless days, In the void, a heart does ache, Longing for solace, a respite to take.
Through the darkness, a glimmer appears, A beacon of hope, to vanquish the fears, In the midst of despair, a light does shine, A promise of love, to make all things fine.
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The Bittersweet Day
The Bittersweet Day
I went to the love of my life’s wedding today, Heart heavy, mind in disarray; Mixed emotions, joy and pain, Watching someone else hold her, felt insane.
Conflicted feelings, a bittersweet day, Solace found in the words I could not say; Memories of love forever to remain, The bittersweet day etched in my brain.
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In the middle of the Night
In the middle of the Night
In the middle of the night,
When the world is still and quiet,
I lie awake and ponder,
On all the wonders that make me wonder.The moon casts a silver glow,
And stars twinkle in the sky’s tableau,
The world outside is peaceful and calm,
As I listen to the night’s sweet psalm.In the darkness, my thoughts take flight,
As I reflect on life’s journey and light,
The memories from the past,
And the future that’s yet to be cast.In the middle of the night,
When all is still and out of sight,
I find solace in the stillness,
And embrace the world’s gentle kindness.
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Melodic Solace: A Lullaby for Insomnia
As the night crawls in,
My mind races within.
In memory of my melody,
I seek solace in its harmony.I toss and turn in my bed,
Insomnia keeps me ahead.
But when I hum my tune,
Peaceful slumber comes soon.My melody, my friend,
Eases the chaos within.
As I bid goodbye to the night,
I keep my melody in sight.
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Silhouette of Solace
Silhouette of Solace
In the darkest of nights, I found my way,
To a place of solace, where I could stay,
It was a silhouette, against the starry sky,
A beacon of hope, that caught my eye.I walked towards it, with a heavy heart,
Hoping to find, a brand new start,
As I got closer, I felt a calm,
A sense of peace, like a healing balm.The silhouette grew, and took shape,
A tree, majestic, with leaves that drape,
It stood tall, against the midnight sky,
A symbol of strength, that caught my eye.I walked closer, and leaned against the tree,
Feeling its warmth, enveloping me,
In its branches, I found a home,
A place of solace, where I could roam.The tree whispered, in the gentlest of ways,
“Be at peace, for all will be okay”,
And in that moment, I found my light,
A brand new hope, that shone so bright.So now, I stand tall, just like that tree,
A silhouette of solace, for all to see,
A beacon of hope, in the darkest of nights,
Guiding others, towards the light.
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The Sweetness of Sorrow
Sorrow may seem bitter, but there’s sweetness too,
A poignant reminder of love we once knew.
Memories that keep us anchored to the past,
And help us to weather the stormy forecast.
The ache in our hearts may never completely heal,
But it’s a sign of a life that was vivid and real.
An ode to those who’ve gone before us,
Their stories etched forever in our consciousness.
The sweetness of sorrow comes from the shared pain,
The comfort of knowing we’re not alone in our refrain.
We hold tightly to those who matter most,
And cherish their memory like a treasured ghost.
It’s hard to let go and say our final goodbye,
To a love so pure it touched the sky.
But in our sadness, we find solace in each other,
A balm for our grief, a light for our brother.
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The Touch of My Lover’s Hand
The Touch of My Lover’s Hand
The touch of my lover’s hand,
Sends shivers down my spine,
It’s a feeling that’s hard to describe,
But one that’s truly divine.It’s the warmth of their touch,
And the love in their eyes,
That fills me up with happiness,
And makes my heart arise.Their hand in mine is a comfort,
A solace from the world outside,
And in that moment, nothing else matters,
For we’re together, side by side.The touch of my lover’s hand,
Is a reminder of love so true,
And in that touch, I find my home,
Where all my dreams come anew.
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Death. The End to My Pain
Death. The End to My Pain
Death, the end to my pain,
The darkness that will set me free,
A release from this mortal coil,
And a chance to finally be.I’ve suffered for so long,
And the pain just won’t subside,
But in death, I’ll find my peace,
And all my troubles will subside.It’s not a choice I make lightly,
But one that I’ve come to embrace,
For in death, I’ll find my solace,
And leave behind this troubled place.So when I close my eyes for the last time,
I’ll do so with a smile,
Knowing that in death, I’ll find my rest,
And leave behind this earthly trial.
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Fading into the Night
Fading into the Night
As the sun sets, and darkness falls,
I feel my spirit, start to withdraw.
The weight of the day, takes its toll,
And I retreat, into my soul.The world around, starts to fade,
As I seek refuge, in the shade.
The stars above, twinkle bright,
As I lose myself, into the night.The worries and fears, slowly melt away,
As I become one, with the night and its sway.
The moon’s glow, a soothing balm,
As I let go, of all that is wrong.The stillness of the night, is a comfort,
A moment of peace, that cannot be hurt.
The quietude, a gentle embrace,
As I lose myself, into the night’s space.Oh, the beauty of fading into the night,
A moment of solace, that feels so right.
A chance to reflect, and find one’s way,
As the night, leads me to a brighter day.
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Finding Comfort in Home and Hearth
Finding Comfort in Home and Hearth
Cozy fire crackles, casting a warm glow
Soft pillows beckon, inviting repose
Surrounded by familiar sights and sounds
Comfort and peace in my own sacred groundsThe scent of baking, a familiar delight
Home cooked meals, savored with delight
Here I find solace, my soul’s true worth
Finding comfort in home and hearth
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The Longing for Love in Solitude
The Longing for Love in Solitude
In solitude, I often yearn,
For love that’s real, that I can discern,
A love that fills the void within,
And makes me feel alive again.The longing for love can be bittersweet,
As I search for someone to meet,
But in the meantime, I find solace in me.
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Watch the Birds and Speak No Words
Watch the Birds and Speak No Words
Amidst the chaos of this fast-paced life,
Watching birds can be a source of respite,
With their graceful wings and soothing chirps,
They remind us to slow down and take a trip.In their world, there’s no need for words,
Just simple actions, and beautiful birds,
So let us sit and watch them fly,
And find peace in the beauty that lies.Take a break from the noise, and let your mind unwind,
For in the simple moments, true solace we’ll find.
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Voices in the Night
Voices in the Night
The night is dark, the stars are bright,
And through the silence comes a sound,
A whisper soft, a voice so light,
That echoes in the night around.And as I listen to that voice,
That sings so sweetly in my ear,
I feel my heart begin to rejoice,
And all my worries disappear.For in those voices of the night,
I hear the whispers of my soul,
The dreams that fill my heart with light,
The hopes that make my spirit whole.I hear the voices of the past,
Of loved ones gone, but not forgot,
Whose memories in my heart will last,
Forevermore, and never rot.I hear the voices of the present,
Of friends and family gathered near,
Whose love and kindness is so pleasant,
And fills my heart with joy and cheer.And in those voices of the night,
I hear the promise of tomorrow,
The dreams that fill my heart with light,
And banish all my pain and sorrow.For in those voices of the night,
I find the solace that I seek,
The peace that makes my heart take flight,
And soothes my soul so tired and weak.And so I listen to those voices,
That sing so sweetly in my ear,
And all my worries it rejoices,
And banishes all my doubts and fear.For in those voices of the night,
I find a comfort that is rare,
A guiding light, a shining sight,
That leads me through life’s winding stair.And though the night may come and go,
And though the voices fade away,
Their echoes in my heart will glow,
And guide me through each passing day.For voices in the night are more,
Than just mere whispers in the dark,
They are the songs of life’s great score,
The melody that lights the spark.So listen well to those voices,
That sing so sweetly in your ear,
And let them guide you through life’s choices,
And banish all your doubts and fear.For in those voices of the night,
You’ll find the solace that you seek,
The peace that makes your heart take flight,
And soothes your soul so tired and weak.
© VishalDutia
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Moon turns a blood red
Moon Turns a Blood Red
The moon turns a blood red in the sky
A portent of darkness, a warning cry
The world below shrouded in shadow and fear
As the lunar eclipse draws ever nearYet in the midst of this eerie night
We find solace in the moon’s crimson light.© VishalDutia
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The poems will see you through
The poems will see you through
Poems will see you through, In times of trouble and strife, They’ll give you hope and comfort, And bring solace to your life.
They have the power to heal, To inspire and to uplift, To give you strength and perseverance, On your journey, and on your shift.
Through the ups and the downs, Through all the emotions you feel, Poems can be a source of expression, A way to imagine and to heal.
They’ll remind you of your power, Of your resilience and your might, And give you the faith and courage, To continue on, day or night.
So let the poems be your support, When you need a helping hand, For they will see you through, And help you to understand.
© VishalDutia
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The Heavenly Harp
Hope is a heavenly harp of harmony,
Hope is a heavenly harp of harmony,
A vibrant vibration of virtue and victory.
A vivacious voice that speaks of solace,
An anthem of assurance when difficulties face.
© VishalDutia
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The Lonely Night
In the still of the night, when the world is asleep
I lie here wide awake, with thoughts too deep
The silence surrounds me, as I toss and turn
In the lonely night, with my mind left to burnThe moon shines so bright, yet it brings no peace
As the thoughts in my head, will not leave me be
The hours tick by, with no end in sight
In the lonely night, when sleep takes flightBut I know I’ll make it through, till the break of day
And the sun will rise, to chase these thoughts away
Till then I’ll keep trying, to quiet my mind
And find some solace, in the lonely night.© VishalDutia
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