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Confessions from a poet's heart
by Yashika Doshi
Poetry holds a different level of comfort, especially in the knowledge that I will always have it by my side, despite everything life has in store. I write because it feels like coming home and exploring a different world of stories at the same time. Being able to write became sacred over all this time, a process of healing sometimes, alongside a feeling of elation.
Episodes
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Tsuki ga kirei desu ne
tsuki ga kirei desu ne: Japanese // "The moon is beautiful, isn't it?” //
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I hope you know
I hope you know that one day the world will be a kinder place to stay in...
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Bittersweet moments
Have you gone through any bittersweet moments lately?
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An odd collection of things I find beautiful
What do you find beautiful?
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Nepenthe
there is something about autumn leaves that calls out to me...
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2021 taught me that
What did the last year teach you?
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Saudade
because love likes playing hide and seek sometimes, relishing in that attention, not to be found...
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Qurbat
And sometimes this longing feels more like a burden and not a test of love...
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Things to hold onto
In life, which are the things you would hold onto?
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To the ones missing a close one
It's a strange feeling, isn't it? To be smiling while being surrounded by a sea of people, and yet yearning to be next to that one particular person. Right in the middle of a meeting, or when you see a extremely relatable meme, even when you're lying awake unable to sleep, a small voice in the…
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If only
If only we could live a life full of love and free of guilt...
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Reminders of you lurk
Reminders of you are all around me, and yet I miss you the most...
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Understood
The day when time felt like a fictional element, the purple-red sky seemed to have been coloured to match the mood of our mind, you gave me something to come back to...
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In a parallel universe
In a parallel universe, what would you wish for?
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Short lived distractions in the middle of gloom
What's your favourite distraction?
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Hopeful and New Beginnings
All of my emotions carry a side dish of anxiety nowadays. As I'm on the brink of a new move as well, I'm more filled with nervousness than excitement. New city, new career choice and a new reality, how much time is apt enough to process all this?
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Silence
The pandemic brought with it a silence I couldn't find my way out of, the clock hanging in the room became a remnant of a time of our lives when happiness was still around...
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What I mean when I say that I miss you
People say that they miss you, but what does their heart actually mean?
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When I left my earphones at home
These are a f𝘦𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘐 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘐 𝘭𝘦𝘧𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘱𝘩𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘦...
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The idea of falling in love
It makes me wonder if maybe we are more fascinated by the idea of falling in love, rather than falling for a person. That for us, this idea is so romanticized, painted in such beautiful colors, that we feel an aching emptiness without its existence in our life, and that’s why we continually…
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Change - inside and out
There are situations, days even, where someone tells me that I’ve changed, in a better way, probably, in a worse; changed from the person I was ten years back, from five months back and maybe even yesterday...
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An 11-11 Wishlist
What do you wish for when the clock strikes 11:11?
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To the songs-on-repeat
Countless nights have gone where I had only you for company. On the couch, in the dim glow of the moonlight streaming in, staring out at the ceaseless activities on the road, when I listen to you, I feel peace.
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Things which remind me of you
Rainy days that end with the sunshine sprawling on my floor, eyelashes that fall on my wrist and my wishes on them, feeling lighter, but emptier...
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Kinder to me
I thought I'd spare you the trouble of being beside me on a day like that, where my real self is probably miles away, even she choosing to walk away for a bit.
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What I think about when I'm writing
Everything seems to be an infinite deal of everything and nothing.
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Our shared reality
In the moments just before you call, I think of all the things I want to say to you and even more so, of the ones I probably won't.
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The changing definitions of happiness
I know how it feels when you're feet-deep, sitting at the edge of the ocean, but it's empty inside you.
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You are the sky
There has to be something special about a person with whom you had witnessed all possible seasons together, right?
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If I could be anything else for a day
If I could be anything else for a day, I'd like to be the sun which lights up someone else's sky.
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Reason for my (in)sanity
With some, we laugh. With some, we forget time. But I think with some, we find those pieces of ourselves we didn't even know we'd lost.
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An Open Door
The confines of my mind are playing tricks on me once again; they confuse memories with mistakes, just because those words start with the same letter.
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On a Quiet Morning
This story is not about asking for happiness, it's about just a little less pain. This story is not about being tired of making efforts, this story is about the world righting itself.
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I am slowly learning
I am slowly learning that I am terrible at finding the right words to describe moments.
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If there is a tomorrow for us
It's an ironic experience, this getting distracted by you, this getting distracted by the idea of you, this idea that there exists a tomorrow for us.
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Once in a while
Once in a while, in the middle of life, I try to forget the expectations and responsibilities. Tonight, I walk under the stars, I fall for the moon again and set out to carve the road lying ahead myself, because it is okay. It is okay to get lost while searching for myself.
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Sometimes
Sometimes you ask me how I'm doing, and I cannot bring myself to tell you that I'm losing sleep, that I'm falling head first into a mess of uncertainties, so I tell you that I'm not scared of the dark.
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Silent cafés and us
The air around us is full of thoughts to acknowledge and things to say, all the permutations and combinations of words just waiting to be said out loud. But to explain how we are better when not together, will our silence suffice?
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Survival is a task
When someone asks you what difference did you make, tell them that you managed to live and smile on those days when even survival was a task.
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Beginnings
how can there be an end when, there are yet so many beautiful beginnings to be a part of?
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Convenient
How convenient it is that you try to hold onto the belongings of the person in the name of love when you couldn't hold onto the person themselves.
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Mehtab
Mehtab: Urdu //splendor of the full moon//
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Sillage
Sillage: French // the scent that lingers in air, the impression made in space after someone has gone, the trace of someone's perfume. //
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Dear Old Soul
This one's a dedication to all the old souls out there, trapped in a 20-something-year-old's body. You exist as one among few :)
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In search of my utopia
I spent all seven days of the week searching for my utopia in various places in and around me. Tune in to find out where, at last, it was.
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If I could
What would you do if you could do anything? Would that give you access to power or bind you in a spiral of self-questioning?
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what we think about when we talk about love
Endless adjectives, metaphors, colors and expressions have been used when we talk about someone we love, but what comes to mind when someone asks us to describe the way we love ourselves?
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If Rains Were A Person
Love, such a weirdly beautiful feeling, right? It changes all your definitions of happiness and takes all you have to offer. But that last sunset is a witness, that togetherness can be everything, but never enough. But in this process, love lives, and when I say it lives, I don't mean it as the...
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ABOUT THIS SHOW
Poetry holds a different level of comfort, especially in the knowledge that I will always have it by my side, despite everything life has in store. I write because it feels like coming home and exploring a different world of stories at the same time. Being able to write became sacred over all this time, a process of healing sometimes, alongside a feeling of elation.
HOSTED BY
Yashika Doshi
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