Poems on REALISM - Realistic Poetries

I was there HE was there  I was Sitting on Stone he was also Sitting on the Same Stone  I Looked Him he Looked Me  And the Sudden Feel I Felt, I Know Him, And a Same Sudden Feel He Felt, He Knows Me. Ya we were known to Each Other  Each other by a Feel and by a Dream  Might be a Dream of a Matching Partner. Hey, What's Up I know you (haha ) we Both asked to each other in a Same Second with Same Excitement. I Smiled HE Smiled and said Same Pinch in a bit of Childish Nature And the Space which was of 2 inch before becomes lesser now  I came bit closer to Him, HE came a bit closer to ME  (Approx. 1 inch closer and 1 inch far) I started a Conversation, HE started a Conversation Becoming so comfortable with each other... I saw into His Eyes, HE saw into MY Eyes I saw my Face in His Eyes, HE saw his Face in My Eyes. In the Light of Day we Felt Dark All Around and Shining of our Eyes was the only Ray of Light we were Known to the Time. Now, the Mouth and Ears of both of us Stopped because

Ashk agr moti hote  toh unki sodebaazi na hoti  Yun roz raat unki didar ae nazar se  jang na hoti... Khwabon ko nazaron k didar se  darshaane ki himmat hoti aur shayad  dil se pura krne ki aas bhi toh hoti  Magar shayad yun roj apno k khilaaf mukable ka iqrar na hota... Ashk mere agr moti hote... अश्क अगर मोती होते तो रोज उनकी सौदेबाजी ना होती यूं रोज रात उनकी दिदार ए नज़र से  जंग ना होती... ख़्वाबों को नजरों के दीदार से  दर्शाने की हिम्मत होती और शायद दिल से पूरा करने की आस भी तो होती मगर शायद यूं रोज़ अपनों के खिलाफ मुकाबले का इकरार ना होता.. अश्क मेरे अगर मोती होते ... by- Himanshi https://www.instagram.com/p/CLmr5JMFu6k/?igshid=1bd591qzdp85o

Life is a Collection of What we Earn  and In Return, some of the Rewards which are also  Due After Our Life. Earnings which are not always in a Monetary Term, But are what we Earn in our Entire Life, Like Sadness, Happiness, Emotions, Fights, Love, Relations, Tears, Smiles, Depression, Haters less Lovers and ya some Lovers less Haters too, Experiences and many more. Collection of many   FLOWS to LIVE a LIFE NOW . by- Himanshi 👉  https://www.instagram.com/p/CMxMQNilD8h/?igshid=1tfui76tg60y1

Sitting alone with myself Myself, with all that scream of silence in the ears The Silence, Ya of course which was Silent but can sure all, More than that Nothing can'nt be so noisy to anyone Sitting alone with myself Myself, with all that Silence Scream.... Silence noise is more and most stronger than nosier noise. Silence is what leads to overthinking, Silence which sometimes leads to depression. Quiet perhaps with all these knowing meaning of Silence, great Silence I was sitting, sitting alone with myself Myself, with all that Silence Scream.... Hate and love, Own and Alien in our life, thinking in Silence. May sometimes be proved Futile, Sometimes be Fruitful.. Reminds all mistakes  All bravo steps and all experiences along with betrays... I was sitting, sitting alone with myself Myself, with all that Silence Scream Helps to know me better me... by- Himanshi

I Miss You I love to Miss You  With every chat,  With every silence of yours. I Miss You and I love to Miss You. A deep silence after the heavy or short fights, Your angry face with the sweet little of mine innocence.. I miss you and I love to miss you And after your all love, care and affections to me  I miss you and I love to miss you,  In your absence,  From the shinning of the sun to the setting of the sun, the whole day. From the opening of my eyes after the dreams of you  to fall into them again by closing my eyes, I miss you and I love to miss you  The life with you.. I miss you and I love to miss you No, its not my habit but Its my choice to miss you.. I miss you and I love to miss you.. by- Himanshi

To the all unknown today's world too.. Still SHE is Consider Mere a body than a Human. Giving her Aspects are Contempt against her elders more than Expressing Views. Voice in the Land of her Living is not a Choice but a Characterless Need. And her Raising Voice is Indoctrinate (teaching) her elders. To the all unknown today's world too Still she is... Still She is a Medium for Venting Anger of a Male Society. Somewhere, in a House still she is a Victim for Brutality, the Domestic Violence. And Snapping Back the Snatch for it is still consider as Unsophisticated Girl. To the all unknown today's world too Still she is... Still She Aspire her Liberty for Lifestyle. Her Day Nightmare are still a hope to Convert into a Real Fantasy. To the all unknown today's world too Still she is... by- Himanshi