#poetry by aanvi

[writingmonster05]

The Death of Sappho

Their words cut through a flowing fabric like winds to bind,

The sunset sky lost its colours and light

The white edge of the cliff, ready to bid goodbye

Ready for the young, tender feet to dive into surrender

Surrender, to society, to what's expected; its waves leap up

The sea has arrived to a ravenous sate to consume

A beating heart, already encaged with fear,

That left my sweet rhymed songs of hope on the ground

The golden shine of the lyre fades away

Till it is the reflection of the grey evening, of mock

My mother told me to keep weaving in her expected pattern

But I was crushed by a desire for a tender youth

To be free yet not forbidden,

But, in this life, surrender is all I am given

[writingmonster-kavya]

To my silver lining,

Did my best to blow away the monsoon clouds

But they still towered above with a few seconds of wait

Not to rain I plead and shout

But the clouds just sneer and it begins to rain

Water streams drip from my hair and run through by back

Slithering through my body like ice cold snakes

I have nowhere to go, so wouldn’t it be better if I had

Given in to the freezing grip of the rain?

Wouldn’t it be better to just close my eyes and drift away?

But, look, there's a silver lining in the sky

It looks too beautiful not to witness

Though it would take time for the rain to stop still

I guess I could wait as the rain passes

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(The image isn't mine, it's from pinterest. Thank you for reading the poem, hope you like it!!! Have a great day!!!)

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[writingmonster05]

Tales unchageably weaved in the night

Eyes of heliacal brown

Sing a Philomel song:

Of threatening familiarity,

Of silver linings fated to be taken down.

There is something so profoundly Greek,

So profoundly tragic about them;

Like the moment after Orpheus looked back:

Hand outstretched, sore with foolish hope

And a begrudging acceptance.

The look in Eurydice’s eyes:

Immediate forgiveness and a last farewell.

(The motion of light in your eyes

Reflects off a golden lyre shine

That hums of tales

Unchangeably weaved in the night.)

-Aanvi

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A flight to touch the sun (pt.4, last pt.)

All the things they didn't understand (message from Icarus)

They sing of me as the fallen boy

They sing of me as arrogant and naïve

They sing of my tragic end

My fall from the sunlit skies

But let me tell you a secret

They left out the most beautiful part unsung

Did they sing that I wanted to touch your golden chariot?

Did they sing that I wanted nothing more than to behold your eyes?

Did they tell you that I didn’t regret your love?

Even if it was just for a minute

Even if it was just for a second

The stars of our fate formed melancholy constellation

But they still shone the brightest in the whole night

So I didn’t flinch when searing hot wax slid down my back

I didn’t look away when sunrays blinded my eyes

I didn’t scream when I fell from the skies

I knew of thanatos’ soft hands that were waiting to catch me

They watched- so puzzled- when I laughed as I fell

They pitied me, titled me as the ‘damned’

But what had they really known of my flight to touch the sun?

There was so much they didn’t understand

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(And this was the last poem of the series "A flight to touch the sun"!!! I would really appreciate it if you checked out the previous parts as well. Thank you so much so reading!!! Hope you have a great day!!!)

[writingmonster05]

A flight to touch the sun (pt.3)

The boy who flew (A message from the poets)

A tale that should have been of a determined flight

Of the greatest invention inspiring millions

Of two men, the passionate and the brilliant

Is now of the doomed and the pitied

The tale of touching the heights great

Is now of a terrible and pitied mistake

The boy who was supposed to fly

Fell in the depths of the sea god’s palace

The father who was supposed to be happy

Is now captured in fate’s malice

But maybe the boy who fell wanted nothing more than to see the sun

Maybe the boy who fell laughed when his wings melted

Maybe he wanted to grasp the golden sun chariot just once

Maybe his story is different than what is presented

Yes, he had fallen, that is sure true

But maybe he should be remembered as the boy who once flew

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(The links of part 1 and part 2 of the series are in the comments. Thanks for reading!!! Hope you have a great day!!!)

[writingmonster05]

A flight to touch the sun (pt.2)

Can’t you bring him back? (A message from Daedalus to Apollo)

(pt.1 link 👇)

I warned him not to fly too close to the seas

Because the waters would have ruined his flight

I warned him not to fly to a very great height

That too would have ruined his wax winged flight

But his fate had your sun rays penetrating through

They scorched his skin with burns but still he flew

Now my desire to fly is no more

Take my wings from me my lord

I do not want to see them ever in my life

How could something of my own making

Take away something so precious of mine?

O lord of the sunlit skies

Can’t you bring him back to me?

I heard you cry out for him when he fell in the seas

I know I wasn’t the only one who grieved

If you had loved him so much

If you had cried out in such agony

Why did you let him touch the surface of the sea?

Why didn’t you save him from such a fate?

Can’t you bring him back my lord?

[writingmonster05]

A nycterent oath

They told me that love

Was a heliacal answer

To a sincere prayer

But Aphrodite laughed

And told me

That it was, in all truth,

A nycterent oath.

-Aanvi

[writingmonster05]

City of stars

The starry conclave crashed at my feet Constellations broke apart and scattered away But, for all it was worth, We survived, till the end of the day

-Aanvi

(Note: The picture isn't mine, its from pinterest. Thanks for reading, hope you liked the poem! Have a great day!)

[writingmonster05]

Dirty shoes and scraped knees

Encaged heart told not to beat too loud

Eyes told not to see too far

Not to shine too bright

The caution in them has never

Left since quite a few years

Shaky hands, shaky breath

A mind too full of doubts

That I almost forgot

That these eyes once used to sparkle

This heart was once free to wander

Hands, once full of fallen jasmines

Breath, too shallow from laughing too much

The dirty shoes-

Now all clean and packed away

The scraped knees-

Now turned into scars

Just traces of the carefree

Dirty shoes and scraped knees

[writingmonster05]

Forever doesn’t last long

Didn’t my guts tell me not to rush into things?

Didn’t your eyes flicker with uncertainty for a while?

To be honest, I barely remember

Because then you gave me that expected smirk

Then I flashed two bright eyes at you

I felt alive, not that I was just existing

You let down all your walls, like you would trust me to death

We were chaotic and mesmerizing, like colliding stars

We made earth look like it was painted in laughs

Just us and our group of friends

Creating a little infinity within ourselves

With way too many inside jokes

That I don’t think I remember them all anymore

Or wait, I actually remember every line somehow

I guess I remember a little too well

The laughter, a little too loud, a little too much

That it made everyone who looked envy us

The aftermath of the laughter, woven in smiles

Don’t think we’ll ever do that again

Now I hear whispers from the skeptics

“They would have made a lovely pair

What a shame they were naïve and insane”

Bloody cuts stitched like threads on my wrist

Tear streaks on my face shine in the dim light

That’s weird because I only remember holding hands

When did you finger nails dig in so deep?

I only remember the bright eyed glances and smiles

How did that turn into tears and screams?

Tell me, where did we go so wrong?

Because you said I made ‘forever’ a reality

Well, I guess forever doesn’t last really long

[writingmonster05]

A flight to touch the sun (Links to all the pt.s)

Part 1- Just another unfortunate love of mine (A message from Apollo)

Part 2- Can't you bring him back? (A message from Daedalus to Apollo)

Part 3- The boy who flew (A message from the poets)

Part 4- All the things they didn't understand (A message from Icarus)

This is a poetry collection that tells the tale of the flight of Icarus. I would really appreciate if you checked it out. Hope you enjoy reading my work! Have a great day!!!

[writingmonster-kavya]

Somebody to you

Giving out all my light, still it doesn’t feel bright enough

The echoes of my unreached expectations’ unrest stirs

The urge to close my eyes and just -

But a star’s twinkle catches my eyes

My skies gasp as lightning strikes

“No. Not her.” I say while falling

She feels like uncontrolled shooting stars,

so dizzying, so maddening,

I was sure about the skies but it starts thundering

A million voices in my head scream that I’m blundering

But your melody drowns their voices and I wonder if they are really true

Because is it not right, even for a moment, to want to be somebody to you?

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(This poem was inspired by the song "Somebody to you" by The Vamps. The image isn't mine. It's from pinterest.Thanks for reading the poem, hope you have a great day!!!)

[writingmonster05]

A flight to touch the sun (pt.1)

Just another unfortunate lover of mine (message from Apollo)

They sing of me as the mighty god of the sun

They sing of how in the blue painted sky I am brightly shining

They sing of my beauty, so luring, so mesmerising

They praise me as the bringer of joy who brings them harvest

They praise me as I light up the world

But they should have also sung about the trail of despair that follows me

They should have sung about the many stories that I turned into tragedies

For my fate is already weaved in the starry nights

And so is the fate of the lovers of mine

In the stars, that the astronomers don’t really bother to see

Or they do and read them into praise of worth maybe

But for the first time I feel as if people should recognise

When I saw your bright eyes

And your determined wax-winged flight

But at that moment the threads of your fate entwined

Into the unchanging tapestry of the tragic fate of mine

I screamed as my hands couldn't grab yours

I pleaded the fates not to put you behind the underworld doors

But I knew that from death it was too late for you to hide

I may have still shone but darkness was all I felt inside

Because you had become just another

Of, as they say, my tragic, unfortunate lovers

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Thank you so much for reading the poem! Hope you liked it!!! Have a good day!!! <3

here's the pt.2 link!!! 👇

[writingmonster05]

A Promise

(Peter and Wendy)

They will be apart

Divided by thousands of miles

Apart, in two different worlds

With different people

Different surroundings

They will be apart,

One chasing the other in the forest's shadows

In the misty waterfalls and cool seas

But finds her only in his  memories

His flight follows the old paths

That they weaved with laughter and adventures

They will be apart

One searching for the other in the moonlit skies

Searching, from the rooftops

To the pavements below

Cold fingers on windowsill

Tracing their laughter and conversations

But they know,

A promise binds them

To never forget

And  how could they?

Even if they tried

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