Posted in Poetry

Scared of love!

Love has always been my temple. An emotion, a feeling, and the energy I have believed in. Even when I could not touch it, could not point it or worst, even when I could not explain it!
And here I am

Of all the things ever
I am scared of being in love today!

my hands are shivery
there is a lump in my throat!
my eyes are watery
as if love is now my demote!

every thought now seems distorted
and the vision extra blurry
Every song now seems extorted
and the heart extra needy

of all the things ever
I am afraid of love today.
Of all the things ever
I am afraid of love today!

it has held me in chains
I can never break!
a deep scar
that won’t even faint!

it has promises
and its heavyweights
it has a memory lane
and it’s favorite traits!

of all the things ever
I am afraid of love today.
Of all the things ever
I am afraid of love today!

So,

Here I am
Closing my eyes
and trying to  be in
real kind of love again!

 

Your Girl,
Dharti

 

 

 

Posted in Poetry

The Lying Truth!

For the love that I do not poses and still give
I feel like a cold wind in the summer heat

I stand on the ice on Christmas Eve
I can see it melting, making a lake beneath!

I have often given care to the ones that have hated
I have often seen a magical spell being cast in the air I have breathed

I crawl slowly through the dark night
but the red love is still visible
I have stayed quiet during the noisy day
but the shadow is inevitable

But what happens if I try to change my fate
will love still seem same to my eyes and it’s frame

But what happens if try to change my fate
Will the lie die and reality change?

I often have seen the struggle of doers
I often have seen the failures of doers

I often have seen the happiness of success
I often have seen the empty journey it prevails

But I am this, the love in all the hate!
But I am this, The truth that is written on the empty slate!

but I let the thoughts wander
and still, give the love I don’t possess

but I let the world wonder
and let them call me a lying truth!

 

 

Your Girl,
Dharti

 

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Posted in Poetry

He is He!

Have you ever loved more than how much you should?
Have ever been fooled by the heart when it called something stupid good?
Have you ever been sad about losing something that was never really yours?

Because I have!
And it hurts!

I have loved beyond the boundaries of love!
I have cried beyond the boundaries of pain!
I have cared beyond the boundaries of affection!
And that darling has been the root cause of my own destruction!

He,
He was passion
He was love
He was he
and maybe that is why he is everything I need!

I used to look at him
as God’s finest creation!
But you left me
keeping me in a state of castration!

However,
He was he,
And I was me!
And that made me stay hopelessly in love with him!
Even after all the pain, he brings in!

So here I am
Still hoping
Still dreaming
And still wanting him

So here I am
Still loving
Still caring
and still praying for him!

But,
I now decide to fight
not against him
But my own desire!

But,
I now would no more try
to receive love
that isn’t mine!

So darling let me tell you one last time!
Even after all these painful nights!
I am still going to believe
In all your lies,
In all your cries
and try to find traces of me
in all your poetic rhymes

You may now not see me
holding your back
but trust me
I will still be praying
for your success every night!

After all,
You are you
and that would always be true
In my heart
No one can ever replace you!

So baby lets wave goodbye
and kill all my hopes tonight.
Because I am done with love
and all its worldly lies!

– Dharti Shethiya

 

Posted in Poetry

My obsession with the word ‘I’

I was 6 when I learned about friendship
I was 7 when I learned about love
I was 8 when I learned about forever
I was 9 when I learned about marriage
I was 10 when I learned about Fights
I was 11 when I learned about goodbyes
I was 12 when I learned about separations
I was 13 when I learned about tears of pain
I was 14 when I learned there is a world outside
I was 15 when I learned about heart breaks
I was 16 when I learned about the reality of life
I was 17 when I discovered myself
I was 18 when I understood myself
I was 19 when I found out how important it is to love my own self
I was 20 when I started dreaming and setting life goals
I was 21 when my priority list started with ‘I’
I was 22 when I became a fighter, a fighter for my own dreams
And today,
I am 23, and I am wearing an armor, holding a sword and willing to go against the whole damn world
for my small dream of touching the sky!
for I know I am way beyond these small obstacles!
and I believe in my self
and my ability to do so!

I have learned to get up with more strength after every little fall!

 

This is me, raw, real and rarely common!
I am obsessed with ‘I’ because if I am not, nobody else will!

 

I hope you are too!

 

 

 

 

Posted in Blogs

The food that we crave the most!

Have you ever have had that midnight craving for food? Have you ever went out of your way to pamper your food cravings? Have you ever thought what food your heart is craving?

According to me the one food that every person craves a lot is LOVE! Honestly speaking, Every person has his own definition, meaning and most importantly emotions connected to this simple word called love. Me being me, I write a lot about love in form of poetry, articles, blogs and I have been asked to define love for the equal number of times! And for me, love has only one definition, ‘The Food That we Crave The most!’

Love is the light of your empty roads! It guides you through the darkest paths and keeps your heart warm during the coldest nights! Love has the power the heal. and love certainly has the power to change you forever!

When I write about love I do not restrict it to the Love two lovers share. The love can be between any two entities or individuals!

You work hard because you LOVE your job or your dream and you wish to become something in your life and you want to achieve a certain goal in life. You take out time from your busy schedule because you love your family, your kids or maybe even your pets! You read, draw, play sport or video game because you love doing it!

We tend to plan our day around the things that we love. It becomes the center of our little universe, it is what we crave for and work for!

Love is love! It can be of any type and for anyone. dharti_shethiya_27580063_542835909405428_6319035599915319296_n (1)

 

This is something that I had written in my diary for love for your own self!

P.S: Above all kinds of love, there is self-love!

 

Your Girl,
Dharti

Posted in Poetry

I, The Murderer!

Yes, today I agree I am a murderer
Not once, not twice,
I have been mercy less many a times!

Yes, today I agree I have killed a beloved one
Kissed it with desire
and have stabbed its chest with what we call passion!

I have become stoned
and did not shed a tear
I haven’t cried on the death of my dear!

And don’t you lie
I know you have killed too
and you think that no one knew!

We often kill them in silent
with no drop blood to see!
No eyewitness or evidence to be seen!

My beloved one was the ‘dream to be a writer.’
I killed it with the job that my family desired
I left no witness
as I burned all my books
but my heart still remembers the stone that I have been!

So do not tell me that
you haven’t killed just like me.
A dream, a goal or maybe just a lovers being!

Your passion is dead and you like a zombie indeed.
Killing your own self in the jail of worldly being!

You think you are wise
and the decision was a mighty deed
but my dear friend,
You too are a murderer I think!

You have buried it so well
that nothing of it is to be seen
but baby you and I both know
you have killed a beloved dream!

So if not to the world
at least accept it for yourself
You just like me
are a murderer too!
A murderer of the beloved dream!

– Dharti Shethiya

 

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Posted in Poetry

Can you Forgive Me Tonight?

Honey?
Can you forgive me tonight
Because I am going to stand a little too close

Baby?
Can you forgive me tonight
Because I am going to kiss you a little too long

I am going to steal your breath
and hold your hand
Bite your lip till my name is what you scream

Darling?
Can you forgive me tonight
because I am going to love you a little too much

Sweety?
Can you forgive me tonight
because I am gonna make you mine a little too much

I am to leave my marks and kiss all your scars
Leave a hickey on the heart so that I am the only thing you know!

Let this moment pause
Let this love live
While I am lost in your soul
Let our bodies meet!

Honey?
Can you forgive me tonight
Because I am going to stand a little too close

Baby?
Can you forgive me tonight
Because I am going to kiss you a little too long

 

 

  • Dharti Shethiya

 

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Posted in Poetry

I wish I was a poet!

At times, I wish I was a poet
So that every word I utter is rhythmic
So that every line I write is poetic
where every poem I write has depth and meaning!

but all I am is human!
but all I write is feelings!

But I am not a Poet
I do not know
how to do magic with words,
I do not know
how to make room for me where Shakespeare sits!

 

but I will try,
I surely will!

I will try to find the path to your heart!
I will knock your heart’s door a couple of times
and pamper the storm of emotions you are going through!

 

but I will try,
I surely will!
to make you smile!

I will take you through the memory lane
make you feel, all over again, those forbidden emotions!

Do not worry,
It will be beautiful
to love the pain and not hate the past!

 

but, always remember!
I am not a poet
I am not at all master of words!
all I am is a human!

I have felt the pain you’re going through
and maybe that is why I can read it in your deep eyes
I have scars on my soul too
and maybe that is why I can see it on you through your thick skin too!

I am just another you,
I am just a part of you!
I am nothing but you!
I am you!

– Dharti Shethiya!

Posted in Poetry

Tonight!

I am blank,
I have no idea how long we are here!

But, while we are here,
I want the time to go a little slow,
I want the breeze to be a little cold,
I want the moon to really glow!

While we are here,
I want you to stay
I want you to love me
I want you to be, Just be!

But,
Tonight please do not kiss me
just look into my eyes and tell me that you miss me!

Tonight please do not touch me
just tell me about your day but do not forget to whisper in my ear that you love me!

Tonight, do not leave a hickey on me!
just look at my scars and tell me how to heal them!

tonight, Just be here!
where it’s you
where there is me
and where there is love!

tonight, just stay here!
where it’s raining
where there is music
and where there is love!

tonight, just hold me!
When it’s dark
When there is no hope
and when there is love, in you!

I am blank,
I have no idea how long we are here!

But, while we are here,
Be mine!
Only mine!

– Dharti Shethiya!

Posted in Poetry

The Son I Would Never Have

This not a poetry or a prose. This is something that I have seen so much lately that I just wanted to put it out!

I grew up in the body of a lady
I grew up with the life of a lady
I looked at the world like a lady
and
I loved men like a lady!

The men that I loved were
my father,
my brother,
my friend,
and
my lover.

Every time I came across these beautiful souls
with disturbed minds
I found the Son I would never have!

He will never look at a woman and rate her on her looks
He will never look at a woman and rate her on her clothes
He would not slut shame
He would not disrespect!

He will stand up for what he wants
He will stand up for what he believes in!

He would not mind crying if his heart is broken
He would not mind giving in at times if needed
He will listen to others
and
He will listen to his heart too!

Tomorrow,
When I have a son
I will never ask him to man up!
I will never ask him to grow balls!
I will never ask him to stay strong!
I will never ask him to not cry!

Today,
When I am with my men,
I will let them cry in my arms,
I will let them laugh their hearts out,
I will let them sing the songs of broken soul,
I will let them be them!