Poetry Hearts

  She was the devil herself Guilt in her eyes Sadness in her heart Aggression in her actions Anxiety in her blood Pain in her chest A jumble of unspoken words in her brain. And loneliness in her soul. Just because she had shred thousand skins to become a person she is today. Perhaps it was the fault in her stars, the thoughts in her brain, the karma she experienced or just as she was created. Although for this life she was a smiling face, broken soul.                                                                                                      -   Rabani Dhingra

  As long ago as 1967 it was the proper thing to be born. In Bengal, India in the small streets of the stereotypical towns once lived a stunning lady or shall I say a girl. She was flawless, bold, impatient, and keen. She was Zoya who was sent off to a random rich man in her teenage.  She married a handsome man, but couldn't love him. He was rich, but she couldn't love him. Now, what could be the story behind this one. Well, of course, it's another man. The man that she met in her school.  Her first love.  She liked him as nobody did or anybody could. She wanted to express every bit of her to him. She was ready with the paper in her hand with his phone number, She was ready with the words, She was ready with the emotions. But she couldn't. Perhaps she was ready to express herself but her heart, unfortunately, wasn't.  But as we all are known time flies so it did. As soon as she came into her teens she was sent off to start a new chapter of her life and leave the...

  When you peer at the water at your reflection, That reflection doesn't say much. That reflection doesn't show the pain behind that smile, There are no eyes that haven't cried, there is no soul which hasn't tried, no face that hasn't screamed, no heart which hasn't redeemed. And yet we try to be perfect. The reflection is not believable to believe in but what is, it's your within.   -Rabani Dhingra

  Be human enough to make mistakes, Be human enough to accept them, Be human enough to work on them. Be human enough to correct them. Be human enough not to dread the future. Be human enough, to be well, enough. Be human but not an overthinker, don't clutter your mind by imagining other versions of yourself. There is always a god in a parallel universe which have already decided for you perhaps. So why compare yourself to others when you have so many reasons to smile. So chin up because there are many miles!                                                                                                       -Rabani Dhingra

  I was there breathing underwater, breathing into the silence. Watching the fish while it goes,  swimming like pros in the artistic blue water. And again my flash was missing. I was there in the middle of the pacific ocean, Away from the crowd, away from the loud noises, and away from the questions. With the stunning sky, the freezing water, the mighty winds, and the powerful waves. And yet again my flash was missing. I was there watching the years grow,  I was there When the seeds grew into a tree,  I was there when the homeless birds found a home in that tree. And yet again my flash was missing. Years passed, minutes passed, and yet again my flash was missing But now my imagination had become real which I had now captured in the flash of my heart.                                         -Rabani Dhingra

  Burying those feeling underground. Trying our hopes to be found.  Finding stereotypes all day. Trying all ways to obey, Carrying the heavy weigh. trying to forget what they say. Pressuring to be behind that man-day by day. Trying to find the other way. We experience pain day and night. Still, we win every fight. still, we are on a height. Still, we have the wings which have the patience and courage to fly. Still, we experience the high and still, we keep an eye. And yet we say behind every man there is a woman but the fact is why behind why not beside! Happy Women's Day to all the ladies out there! -RABANI DHINGRA