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Unbuilt Lift

  Once a while,  Or never in the time Would want to find souls,  Whisper about life and not people. Stuck amidst the dark,  Or never in the stars Would want to admire sorcerers,  With past, present and purpose.  In the splendid beauty of garden, With flowers, insects and supernatural powers Would want to guarantee the mirror,  With beauty and magnificence. In the brick of the bark, with beetles and big black scars would want to promise the power, with obstinacy and mark. -Aarohi
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Proclivity

  Your eyes makes me mesmerize, the pinnacle of the mountain I ever wondered,  I would wander. Your voice, drizzles in my soul as you take my name.  For I had fallen for you,  this time deeper than the deepest of the oceans and farthest of the galaxies. I see the glimpses of my eyes,  falling short of sight as I decipher the phase of your brain. And the shimmer in you,  Is the glimmer to bind the obstinacy in my word.  -Aarohi Sharma
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The Face of The Mirror

The day I see you, I'll have all my lessons to learn and sessions to revise. The moment I learn you, I'll be an honest arc of miracle. The class I awe you,  I'll be the sparkle of your soul and dawn of your existence. The time I gather you, I'll be a plethora of thoughts and inclinations. For I'm the soul of your motive, I'm the peace of your misery. And I belong to the mirror and spirit of your body. -Aarohi
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The Grace.

The grace of a bruise, was never found. The art of a synecdoche, was always one in the crowd. The root of the rosary, was always in the ground. And the stalk of the deity, could never be drowned. -Aarohi
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IT WAS NEVER ABOUT YOU

To the moon and the evergreen stars,  if it was just you, I wouldn't have come so far.  To the sun and his bright light rays, if I would've found you I wouldn't have snuggled so far.  To the oceans and their selfish waves, If I was to contemplate I wouldn't have sabotaged your way.  To the mountains and its proud peaks,  if I was to mutter I wouldn't have allowed my voice to echo on your pinnacles.  But, I wanted to be in amity with me For you all exhort me to be. How can I be exterminated? For you all will be astound to see me in me.  - Aarohi 
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OUR MIND IS A TOOL, THAT THE BODY HANDLES.

December 13, 2021 Monday As I strolled around my apartments from a tiring day, I looked up at the sky as a necessary ritual to admire the beauty of the moon. This time it was different. It didn't seem clear to my pupil. I stared and stared (as if I found the man of my life); it was all blurry, so ill-defined that it made me doubt my own eyes. I literally rubbed my eyes and admired again, okay so it was blur again. However, it was blur not because of my eyes but due to the clouds all around the sky. To all intents and purposes, the ratio of force and pressure around and over the moon was cloudy. It took me long pause to realize and create the synopsis of the scenario and actually walk forward. Well, I headed up straight on my path baffled. I was a bit disturbed and a lot more perplexed. Then, my mind took its pace. I wanted to shut it all at first place, as I was sick of overthinking. However, this time I let my mind overpower my senses and I kept going. So, I acknowledged this scal...
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THE ISLAND OF ROSES

  In the island of roses There remains the thorn beneath, Different seasons of their poses Lies the pain underneath.   Glad with the alluring mountains Afraid of the devastating  pits, Fascinated with the fountains But, am I okay with all I see?   Perhaps the things will be as beautiful as roses Otherwise, it would always be counted as thorns I want it to change its poses, But with less of warns And more of roses. -Aarohi  
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