Anthony Mushahary (Maxx Mushahary)

  I also want to be like those branches. Even when powerful winds, rain, and storms come, They won't leave the tree. And after facing and struggling through all the problems, They'll grow new green leaves  And glow even more beautifully than before.

  Dream Girl  She's a lady who puts a lens on her eyes, And when the eyes behind that lens blink, Show me a way to talk with her soul, Her eyes are so shiny like those stars above the sky. And her smile is just like a booming flower, When she turns, it feels like the sun had turned, She's so beautiful that I struggle to compare, Because the moon has dark spots, but she doesn't. She likes clicking photos of the sky, I wish I were a cloud, I would also be in your gallery, At least she would have checked on me sometime. She's like those angels sent by the Lord from heaven, A beauty that's hard to judge, because God made her with love. Yeah, she's my dream girl, though we've never met, Yes, she's my dream girl. ~Anthony Mushahary

  2024 A year of loss, a year of pain, A friend departed, leaving only strain. Farewell to school, to memories so dear, A chapter closed, a new one unclear. My girlfriend's health, a constant fear, My friends' silence, a wound so hard to clear. They blocked me out, stopped talking too, Left me with questions, and a heart that's blue. Depression's darkness, a weight so hard to bear, But still I searched for love, for someone to care. I found new faces, new smiles so bright, But none could replace the friends who took flight. I'm left with memories, of laughter and of tears, Wondering why they left, and why they stopped caring for years. The year is ending, a new one's born, I'll bid farewell to the heartache and scorn. Perhaps the new year will bring a brighter day, A chance to heal, to love again, to find my way. ~Anthony Mushahary 

  It's Christmas  Silent night, with stars so bright, A magical time, a peaceful sight. The world is hushed, in quiet sleep, As dreams of joy, our souls do keep. The moon's soft glow, illuminates the way, For a brighter tomorrow, a new day. So let us cherish, this peaceful night, And fill our hearts, with love and delight. May the calmness, of this silent night, Bring us closer, to love and light. And as we rest, may our hearts be filled, With joy, peace, and love that's unsealed. ~Anthony Mushahary 

  BITTERSWEET  True love is when you love with all your heart,  Despite knowing the other person will depart.  You love them still, with no expectation or gain,  And that's the beauty of love, though it brings you pain. Fortunate are those who find love so true,  Yet unlucky too, for their love may not shine through.  For they love with all their soul, but the other person may not see, And that's the bittersweet fate of those who love unconditionally. ~Anthony N Mushahary  (Maxx N Mushahary)

  "DESTINY"  You became my destiny, My heart beats solely for thee, In your eyes, my soul is free, Forever with you, is where I'll be. You became my destiny, Together our love will shine brightly, Every moment with you is divine beauty, In your arms, my heart finds its sweet duty. You became my destiny, Our love's path, forever aligned to be, With every breath, my love for you will grow, Together forever, our hearts will glow. You became my destiny  You became my destiny – Anthony Mushahary      (Maxx Mushahary)       

Hello everyone, I'm Anthony Mushahary, but feel free to call me Maxx. Welcome to my blogger site, where I share my passion for poetry. Hailing from Kokrajhar, Assam, India, I aim to tell my story through verse. Follow me on Instagram @_maxx_mhry_ to stay updated on my latest poetry. I hope you'll resonate with my words and enjoy my poetic journey.

  "UNSPOKEN TEARS" I lend a hand, a listening ear, A shelter from life's raging storm and fear.  For friends, for strangers, I stand tall,  A rock of support, through it all. But when my own skies turn dark and grey, And troubles weigh upon my day,  I search for solace, a friendly face,  But find myself alone in this endless space. I wonder, am I the problem's root?  The trouble maker, the one to blame and dispute?  Do my efforts to help, only bring strife?  Is my presence, a burden to life? The weight of thoughts, a crushing sea,  Drowns my heart, and blinds me. But still I rise, and help I give,  For in their smiles, my strength I live. Though none stand for me, in my own fight,  I'll hold on tight, to the light. For in the darkness, a voice whispers low, " Your kindness matters, don't let go." -Anthony N Mushahary (Maxx N Mushahary)

  "THE GENTLE VOICE OF WAIT" I stand beneath the twilight sky, Longing eyes scanning the horizon high, For her who left, with a promise unspoken, My heart holds on, though hope is broken. Logic whispers, "Move on, let go," But faith in her and God, I know, Echoes "Wait," a gentle, steadfast voice, A love so strong, my soul rejoices. The wind carries memories of her smile, Tears fall, yet I hold on for a while, The stars above, a twinkling sea, Reflecting the depths of my loyalty. Perhaps she's lost, or wandering free, But I'll remain, where love once was, you see, For in God's plan, our paths will cross, And she'll return, no matter the loss. My heart beats strong, with every test, Faith anchors me, and love finds rest, In His timing, our love will align, Until then, I'll wait, divine. –Anthony N Mushahary   (Maxx N Mushahary)   

"Unspoken Gratitude" A father's toil, a son's regret For words unspoken, hugs unmet The weight of work, the stress he bears A silent thanks, in hidden tears His hands, a map of endless labor Providing for us, his constant favor The creases deep, the eyes that strain A father's love, in every pain I yearn to say, to hug and share The gratitude, that's hard to declare But fear and doubt, they hold me tight Leaving thanks unspoken, in the night His sacrifices, a sea so wide A depth of love, I cannot hide Yet words evade, my voice does fail A silent son, with an unspoken tale Perhaps someday, I'll find my voice And thank him, with a heartfelt choice Embracing tight, with tears of joy For all his love, his endless employ Until then, I'll hold it true And silently thank him, anew. –Anthony N Mushahary  (Maxx N Mushahary)    

"ECHOES OF YOU" In empty mornings, I awake Missing your "Good morning" sake The sun rises, yet feels grey Without your text, my day's astray Every moment, I relive the past Your laughter, smile, and every gesture last Your eyes, like stars, shone bright and true Now, in their absence, my heart anew I miss the way you'd walk beside The swing of your steps, your gentle stride The soft whispers in my eager ear The warmth of your touch, dispelling fear Memories linger, a bittersweet refrain Reminding me of love's unfinished strain Our time together, like autumn leaves Fleeting beauty, fragile as summer breeze In silence, I hear your voice A gentle whisper, a heartfelt choice To hold on to what we once shared Though fate tore us apart, unprepared My heart still yearns for your embrace A love unfinished, a tender space Where laughter echoed, tears were dried And our love story, left untried Time may heal, but won't erase The memories of our unfinished days...

  "THE WEIGHT OF GUILT" A shattered mirror lay on the floor, A reflection of mistakes before, A boy stood, tears streaming down, Regret and sorrow, a heavy crown. A broken wing, once soared so high, Now clipped, unable to touch the sky, A fallen leaf, once green and bright, Withered by choices, lost in night. Rivers of remorse flowed from his eyes, As shadows of past mistakes arise, Echoes of what could've been, Whispers of forgiveness, yet to begin. He searched for pieces of the past, To mend the shards that would forever last, A puzzle of lessons learned and grown, A new path unfolding, like a dawn. With every step, he let go, The weight of guilt, the chains that slow, A phoenix rose from ashes cold, A boy reborn, with heart made whole. The mirror's shards began to gleam, Reflecting growth, a brighter dream, The wing healed, soared once more, A leaf renewed, on a wiser shore. Time's waves washed away the pain, As sunshine lit a brighter plain, The boy stood tall...