Elusive – Human Connection

Elusive – Human Connection

living in a world full of wonders

satellites, smart phones, micro computers

robots at our service, each moment of our lives

televisions of all kind, virtual reality

things readily available on the touch of a screen

sitting in one corner, we could reach the other end of the world

conferences happening sitting continents away

man, reaching the mars, flying at the speed of light

exploring the universe, galaxies, the milky way

living in such a world so full of wonders

everything in abundance, luxuries, comforts

yet the man, loosing the true meaning of his existence

the only thing elusive now, is the Human connection 

the Human Touch!


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Fail your Pain

Fail your Pain

when you are in pain

when you can’t stop your tears from flowing

think of those children who haven’t eaten for weeks

think of a mother who just lost her son

think of a soldier, who will never come back home

think of his little daughter, waiting for her father 

for all of us, to be in control of our emotions

must we appreciate what we have

must we realize, we have a lot that many people crave for

must we understand the pain of the others

and our own pain will fade, will be less painful

this way my dearest, all of us

shall become better human beings

giving, compassionate, less self centered

contributing towards a better world

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#pain #failPain

The Purpose of my Existence

The Purpose of my Existence

if it wasn’t for to bring a smile on your face

if it wasn’t for to hold you when in pain

if it wasn’t for to wipe your falling tears

if it wasn’t for to take away your fear

if it wasn’t for to read you all my poems

if it wasn’t for to take you to Rome

if it wasn’t for to consume art together

if it wasn’t for to make our lives worth

if it wasn’t for dreaming with you my love

if it wasn’t for to make our dreams come true

then tell me my dearest

the purpose

of my existence


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#poetry #love #purpose

Psycho out of Me

Psycho out of Me

slogged my way

through the Ocean

only to find you

diving into someone else’s Heart….


funny is my fate

 can’t understand now

should I be shedding tears

or to laugh

a psycho out of me


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How I drowned…

How I drowned…

the depth of your eyes

urged me to dive into them

I meant to swim through your heart

instead, I drowned 

in the ocean of your tears


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#poetry #depth #pain

The Irony – of You in Me

The Irony – of You in Me

you came into my life, colors came along

there was freshness around in the air

everything turned charming

there was no place for any negatives

I smiled all day long for no reason

you were there deep down in my thoughts

I was too happy to notice the crisis that was to come

as you failed me, you left me that day – broken

colors vanished, everything turned dark

freshness around me turned foul to absorb

even the charm wasn’t charming anymore

I couldn’t see life, it all turned gloomy

I never smiled afterwards

& the irony my dear is

you are still deep down in my thoughts

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Have You Ever?

Have You Ever?

have you ever, forced a smile on your lips

have you ever, told the tears to stay in your eyes

have you ever, hidden your face behind a mask

have you ever, sat on the beach alone for long hours

have you ever, told them you are fine, even when in pain

have you ever, shed tears while praying to the God

have you ever, felt lonely sitting in a crowd

have you ever, felt disconnected from your own self

have you ever, have had a heartbreak

have you ever, been rejected by someone you loved

have you ever asked yourself, why you have to suffer

have you ever

have you ever, looked for the solution ultimate

have you ever – searched inside yourself


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kissing the Horizon

kissing the Horizon

hours of burning

spreading golden rays around

the sun now tired, wanting to rest

lazing a little, becoming cooler

going down, kissing the horizon

making plans to set in the far west

waiting for the moon to show up

to handover the charge 

to look after its beloved precious

the earth beautiful


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If You may choose to…

If You may choose to…

if you may choose to give me your hand

I shall hold it softly, pull you to me

if you may choose to allow me kiss you

I shall caress your lips gently, with mine

if you may choose to dream with me

I shall take you in my dream, where we both shall fly

if you may choose to see the sunrise with me

I shall hold you in my arms, we will wait for the sun

if you may choose to honor me with your trust

I shall never let you down, for you I will die

if you may choose to listen to my song

I shall make you my song… 

and I will sing YOU

for the rest of my life

if you may choose to…. my Love


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#poetry #love

Love Unstoppable

Love Unstoppable

let’s hold each other’s hands today

let’s spread love, only love, in the world

let’s pour kindness everywhere around

let’s touch each living soul with warmth

let’s defeat the evil, let’s make friends with angels

let’s listen to the lovely songs of compassion

let’s work together to heal this wounded world

let’s keep going, let’s not stop

until love becomes unstoppable


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#peace #worldpeace #poetry

I mean it

I mean it

never thought I could have made it this far

never knew I was worth so much

never realized my true potential

never imagined the power of my will


YOU made me come this far

you showed me my real worth

you made me realize I could do wonders

without you, it wouldn’t have been possible


I mean it


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A Silhouette Leaf

A Silhouette Leaf

Against the light in the far night sky

the leaf, gave in selflessly

in agreement to give up its identity

to loose its color true, its very beauty

turned itself into a shape a little dark 

its outlines symmetrical

crafted by the finest hands of the almighty

unaware of the fact it looked even prettier 

surrendering to it’s love to the moon

bowing to its shiny silver gleam

the leaf not just a leaf anymore

but a silhouette leaf

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Religion Ruthless

Religion Ruthless

I carved your name on the ice

the ice melted, erased your name

I tried to hold you in my breath

your fragrance lost its scent

I held you close as I burnt myself in fire

there were ashes only as the fire calmed down

I built a strong tower to keep you safe with me

cruel society hammered it ruthlessly

why O why I failed to make you mine

why everything didn’t want us to unite

we were both born humans

a girl beautiful, a boy so kind

why O why did they categorize

you were born a Hindu

and me a Muslim


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#poetry #religion #society

Deprived of a Little Wind

Deprived of a Little Wind


of a little wind

the tree

forced to stand still

craving to sway

to dance to the tunes

but the wind

chose not to flow

it seemed sad

so dull


not being itself

still , like no life running through its veins

celebrating melancholy

for a reason

not known

even to the wind itself

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when a Mother Embarrassed the Death

when a Mother Embarrassed the Death

she lay on the bed, her body lifeless

the line on ECG machine, had stopped taking jumps

the doctors speechless, unable to announce the news

to her children, holding on to her hands tightly

her spirit readying to leave her body

trying with a force too immense 

seeing the rolling down tears, on soft cheeks of her children

how her spirit melted in that moment

unable to bear to see such pain in those eyes

it was now too weak to go to heaven

and there, a miracle happened

a mother came back to life embarrassing the death

to hold back those fingers, that held her in hope

for her kids trusted her way beyond trust

she had told them she wouldn’t leave them alone

she couldn’t afford to break their tiny hearts

she smiled, as she got ready to go back home

along with her three little children

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Not a Child anymore

Not a Child anymore

my eyes dried of tears

my expressions don’t cry along with me

when i can’t take it no more, i scream with pain

yet, no one seems to notice

then i tell myself

not to worry

it’s got to be like this only

i am not a child anymore

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The Tunnel of Hope

The Tunnel of Hope

thick dark on the inside of the tunnel

encouraging the darkness to grow even darker

providing shelter to the ghosts 

raising rodents and bats

the wetness on the sides and head above

dripping dark water cold like ice

giving shivers to me to walk inside

I had no choice, but to cross its length

my life was waiting on the other end

my feet were cold, my body was numb

took enormous courage to take my steps

seemed to me it was a journey eternal

I wished I hadn’t started it at all

I cursed myself, cursed my fate

pushing myself took a lot of effort

and then to my wonderment 

my ordeal started to fade & hope prevailed

hazy light my eyes were seeing on the far end

my heart raced with joy and excitement

suddenly, I felt so closer to my destination

the tunnel was uncompromising, yet it gave me hope

it was pessimistic, yet it gave me courage

how it propelled me to win over its sins

determined me to travel through it to win

I stood outside in the shining sun

my life was ahead, waiting for my embrace

my heart compelled to look back once

to see through the darkest dark of the tunnel

I waved my hand, bowed my head in gratitude

thanked the tunnel to show me HOPE

it taught me a lesson, never to stop

keep on going to cross a thousand tunnels

for many more were bound to come my way

as I would travel through the journey of my life

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#hope #poetry

I give goosebumps to Mr. Impossible

I give goosebumps to Mr. Impossible

today, let me reveal a secret

a revelation to put Mr. Impossible to shame

every time he challenged me, stood as a barrier

I gave it back to him right in his face

my will, my wisdom and sincerity 

have done well, to have formed a union

worked tirelessly to make me believe

I always had the power & potential


Mr. Impossible was daring, too tough to face

I accept, he gave me shivers, made my legs tremble

even made me cry many tears

yet, I came out to be stronger than him

I broke him into two pieces

I strike off IM from the IMpossible

he now gets goosebumps thinking of me


my journey is long, many triumphs yet to be seen

I know he wouldn’t fail to come my way

he is way beyond angry with me

determined to take a revenge 

as soon as he gets a chance


Poor Mr. Impossible

he hasn’t realized yet

I have NEVER learnt to give up on life

I have learnt to NOT let him fear me anymore

whenever he may choose to be possible to me

I shall be the one to become Impossible to him

no kidding! Really!

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#poetry #inspiration #challenges

The Child of No One

The Child of No One

he was born on the road

with no roof on his head

his father had dumped his mother

way before he came to this world

he was five

when he started to beg on the roads

a small child, all by himself

for his mother died too

no clothes on his body

whether it was burning or freezing cold

it never mattered to no one

when he had no food for days

no one ever cared

when he cried alone in the night

no one offered him love

when he was lonely amongst millions

yes he cursed his fate every moment

he died a death every minute

why would anyone have compassion for him

why would anyone be kind

after all he is a child of No one

he is just another Orphan


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A name not to stay

A name not to stay

the sea shore shyly smiled

as it fell in love with the waves

as they flowed to kiss it gently

to make it drench

to feel caressed

the sea shore madly in love


the name of its lover

on the flowing water

how silly of it

not to realize

the name it wrote

shall stay for not long

every blow of the waves

as they would come

to kiss the sea shore

will erase

their own name

written on the heart

of the sea shore

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I went Ahead

I went Ahead

they told me not to

informed me of the consequences

my well wishers pulled me back desperately

in hope of saving me from what was to come

yet i went ahead

as i wanted to rise


i fell in love

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Envy & Grace

Envy & Grace

two sisters – unborn

dreaming together in the womb

holding each other’s hand

fondly in love, even before birth

sharing the sack

the fluid they gulped into their lungs

sharing every thought, each moment

be it happiness, pain or love

flawlessly playing their part

blooming a relationship wonderful


the sisters finally took birth

still unaware of the sadness of the world


the cruel teachings of the inhumane

made them part their path

for one of them grew up as Ms. Grace

the other was named Ms. Envy

need more to be told of this story?

how two loving souls


to turn forver

into enemies

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Tears – My friend for life

Tears – My friend for life

every single time
when I was alone in life
I wasn’t really alone
my tears gave me company
uninvited, they showed up on their own
every time they visited
they told me they loved my beautiful eyes
kept falling selflessly
till my sadness said goodbye
they made me weak
they made me strong
undoubtedly my tears
are my best friends
and they shall remain
all my life long

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the Half eaten Sandwich

the Half eaten Sandwich

I had bought a large one

didn’t think how will I finish it

I took a few bites quickly

had to rush for a meeting

I wrapped it up in a foil

looked for a waste bin around

couldn’t find any

and so I kept the foil in my bag

driving on the road

as I stopped on a traffic signal

few kids came running to my car

offering their service

to dust off the windows

for a few pennies

I told them not to

and then it came to my mind

the half eaten sandwich wrapped in the foil

I took it out from my bag

offered it to those children…..

looking at food, their eyes shined

there were 3 of them

the eldest one made 3 bites

and they all merrily finished it all

in less than a minute

they were jumping with joy 

waving their hands to say goodbye to me

as I started to drive my way

to my meeting


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she Rebuilt the house with a Coffin

she Rebuilt the house with a Coffin

In response to the the daily prompt.. my Heart goes out to the victims of Orlando shootings..


Gretta was six, she was excited about something

she had made a house for her uncle to stay

uncle Jake was to come tomorrow

and he shall live in that little house of clay

she had made it with her tiny soft hands

how proud was she to make it so colorful

there was room for a garden

there was room for a big kitchen

the house was huge, she looked at it all day

she asked her mom a thousand times

when was uncle Jake coming to see her surprise

her eyes sparkled with enormous joy

the time was about to come, the following day

in the meanwhile

someone with a gun, accompanied uncle Jake

yes, it was the city of Orlando’s sad fate

shootings happened, many dreams died

nothing but thick red blood in sight

the cops had called to inform the family

Mom spoke on the phone really softly

tears rolled down from her eyes to her cheeks

Gretta stood behind, she consumed the reality

she didn’t speak a word, she didn’t cry

she simply went to the house she had made

there was now some more work to be done

she had to REBUILD that house of clay

now with a Coffin inside

where uncle Jake would Rest in Peace

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Struggling for some PEACE

Struggling for some PEACE

I am no child, I can do without a lullaby

no greed in my eyes, hold your gold away from me

I have learnt to face life, do not present me with luxury

big cars, plush house, servants around, I have no fancy

my tears are enough for me, I can do without the rain

don’t direct me to those pills, I have the will to bear the pain

after a day of tiresome work, I can sleep sound on the floor

no soft mattress is asked, my comfort is in my dreams

I am not aware of cuisines, neither do I wish for the same

sweet words from my beloved, make my dinner delicious 

smiles around are enough for me

to give me the insight to the heaven

I am a soul powerful, contentment is my weapon

yet, for one thing I struggle every moment

I struggle for PEACE, I struggle for HARMONY

how painful to see people shooting each other

killing humanity

will this STRUGGLE ever end

today I wonder, as I sit under the stars

looking up to the sky

searching for the answers

I may not find

soon enough

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time discovers its way

demonstrates its worth

demanding respect from the human race

it had made the emperors to rule

let happen the killings for thrones

held the power to create history

holding the right to shape the future

for centuries, it’s been healing broken hearts

sometimes allowed the trust be breached

let the lust win on occasions

moving ahead polishing the genes

it built the pyramid of knowledge to be treasured

converted soil to glittering gold

immense power

held in its folds

TIME – as it shows, what it holds

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mySestina Wonderland

mySestina Wonderland

my little salt, little pepper like heart

beating for broccoli and spring onions

peri peri sauce for a tinge of excitement

i need some wine

i need a vacation

o dear chicken of imagination

bring me a plane to my destination

serve me a beach of salads of all kinds

some bread and donuts by the side

i want my knives and forks all clean

cover me with a napkin of peace

lying down all day the sunny side way

to not let Mr. Time to pass too fast

I am holding a clock in my hand

for I want to stay a little longer here

in mySestina wonderland

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Smiles so Natural

Smiles so Natural

in an old age home, stayed Maria

a woman abandoned of life

her children had dumped her there

her tears took a long while to dry

she sat alone at times in her small room

with a picture she held tight against her chest

it was a picture of her grand son Sammy

she would look at it, with her eyes not blinking

the picture was pure and an exceptional one

it was special and beautiful in its own way

for in the picture, she held tiny Sammy in her arms

both kissing each other, giving a smile

a smile so natural in all possible ways

for both of them looked eternally adorable

both looked like a child, both looked a little old

for none of them possessed those pearls 

pearls that we call teeth

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An Open Jail

An Open Jail

napping inside the womb of the skull

many sisters taking a little time to flourish

my heart hums their beautiful names

imagination, fascination, creativity

curiosity, passion, enchantment

sometimes they could get a little out of control

they are like prisoners controlled by a Jailer

that Jailer happens to be my Brain

forcing me to learn of the consequences

teaching me patience, asking me to be sober

but this crazy heart of mine, it wants to fly

my thoughts seem caged, wanting to soar high

getting out of control, sometimes a little shy

how I truly wonder sometimes

isn’t my mind An Open Jail

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at the same spot – Aimlessly

at the same spot – Aimlessly

loaded with lush green leaves 

once, it stood with pride

its broadness offering cool shade

as the sun shone too bright

its many branches, holding pretty homes 

where birds would take their blissful naps

giving birth to their tiny ones

those leaves breathing in, the sun

birthing fresh air for many to survive

how meaningful was once its existence…

Today, its face a little too sad, rather shameful

now naked, robbed of its pretty leaves

its shade has gone, those nests are now dead

no birds sing music, sitting on its branches

just the sight of it, bringing shivers to my mind…

I am the culprit, I killed that tree

my greed has grown without a stop

my list of luxuries have destroyed its life

contaminated the earth, poisoned the soil

the noble tree, battled bravely to live

to keep giving, to save its pride

my filth in the end had won the war


the lifeless Tree, now standing

at the same spot Aimlessly

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You are my Summer my Love

You are my Summer my Love

you fill me with fragrance

with flowers glowing to your breeze

spreading the colors of imagination

yeah, you are my Spring my love

I sweat waiting for you for hours

without worrying about the heat

uncle sun shows his magic

making you my Summer, my love

I shed my tears for you

like leaves shed by the trees

I crave to be held by you

you are my Autumn my love

I am so cold many a times

being left alone by you

trying to consume some warmth by the fireplace

you have shown me the Winters my love

you greet me, complete me

you make me crazy with the way you treat me

I live with you, I die with you

you are the way my life takes me to

you truly are the seasons of my life

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A Companion to Remain

A Companion to Remain

once upon a time

there was a girl, a little child

innocent heart

beautiful imaginations

a brown teddy bear

her dearest companion

deeply in love

she never would let it go

imagined to be teddy’s wife

the day she would grow..


inevitable Mr. Time

cruely robbed that innocence

as it passed ticking the clock

days, and then years


little girl now all grown up

no more toys

to remain around her

does she even remember

how & when she lost

her dear teddy bear


the new avatar of life

entirely unlike the previous

assuring the presence

of pretty tears in her life 

to keep those big, deep dark eyes

forever moist


she now wonders

of such a drastic change she’d faced

no more giggles

beaming laughs all gone

today, her only & true companion 

the one

never leaving her side

even in a crowd

is no one else

but Her Loneliness

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A Society so Empty

A Society so Empty

Living in a world

With no compassion

People, with guns in their hands

Their minds full of disgust

Hatred, overflowing

Their eyes, ready to cheat

Everyone who could be cheated

Their words cruel, hurtful

As they open their mouth to speak

Their brains so full of greed

Wanting enormous power

Their mindset inhuman

Not allowing others to make any choices

Breeding a generation like their own

Their children following their path

Not realizing, their attitude

Becoming poisonous


A society so Empty

That’s never to flourish

But to die

A painful death


To fill the emptiness

With nothing


dead bodies all around

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an Awed whisper to Death

an Awed whisper to Death

he came back home just yesterday

united with his beloved wife

excited to see her belly grown to the full

tiny baby was about to come

the following morning, the phone rang

they called for him cancelling his leave

his country needed him, he was a soldier brave

the neighbor country had announced the war

with a heavy heart, he left home again

promising his wife, to be back soon enough

to welcome a new life to this world

to build his own, small beautiful world

the war had declared thousands dead

there were screams all around the border

there were unstopping explosions

his gun loaded, he faced the enemy with courage

a rain of bullets from the opposite side

just one, was enough to hit him in the chest

piercing his skin, poisoning his heart

he fell on the ground gasping for his breath

he vision went blank, only dark he could see

in that moment, he thought of his unborn baby

how eagerly his wife must be waiting

he spoke to Death in an awed whisper

begging for a little more time to live


the cruel war had swallowed his soul

he had to die

without welcoming his beloved child

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to make her mine

to make her mine

if only they had discovered a magical sphere

with a little space to fit me in

I would fasten all my seat belts carefully

for a journey to be traveled to pure my soul

to beat the light for its unbeatable speed

Yes, I would travel Back in Time

I would amend all the wrongs I have done

I would un- break the heart that I broke once

I would stop those ugly words in my throat

words that separated her from me

I would kiss her, caress her and just not stop

I am worthy of her blame

I didn’t do it when I had the chance

I would tell her, I love her a zillion times

I didn’t say it when she craved for those words

I would do everything to undo the hurt

wouldn’t let her cry those precious tears

would hold her tight, not let her go

would soothe her anxiety, soothe her soul

only if they had discovered a magical sphere

that could make me travel, back in time

I would rush to her, wouldn’t make any delay

to bring her back, to make her mine

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#poetry #love #fantasy

writings are forever

writings are forever

do I write to please me

or I write to teach me…

I guess both

is it my pain I express when I write

or is it pleasure that’s I am after

I guess both

my imagination, does it fly as I sit to write

or does it stay on the ground under my feet

I guess both

my writings, do they tickle me softly

or they push me through a storm

I guess both

am I feeble, vulnerable in my poems

or am I inspired to lead the world

I guess both

as I am starting to imagine my writing experience

I realize, the list is unending

a lifetime be less, to list it all on paper

for my writings, my experiences

have no limitations

I am rich, jubilant, a conqueror

my writings are my blood 

that flows through me

I am ultimate, a survivor

for I choose to write

until I close my eyes

never to blink them again

my writings are forever

A Fence of Hatred

A Fence of Hatred

hungry of dominance

greedy for power

the chess of politics – creating barriers

brothers made to raise their swords 

against their own brothers

parting the motherland


making her bleed, scream with pain

building a fence of hatred

dividing the country into two

ripping it off, of its richness

making the culture die

scratching its heritage

with its sharp nails of cruelty

forcing the humanity to die

the chess of politics

playing its game

leaving us shameless 


the chess of politics

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#poetry #politics 


from a Little Height

from a Little Height

on the top of the mountain

as I stood and looked down

the city didn’t look the same to me

to my wonderment, it seemed another

thousands of dim lights twinkled at me

never thought it would look so different

from a distance, from a little height

all those people walked in union

the markets didn’t seem conjested anymore

the cars running, injecting life into the roads

the stunning map view of the city

made it look flawless, somehow a little fresh

I couldn’t see no hunger, no poverty

there didn’t seem to be any dirt on the streets

kids laughing, racing to catch a kite

how I felt the lost zeal coming to life

I thought to myself

the city isn’t as dull as I thought it was

it’s still full of charm that needs to be discovered

I still could find happiness there, had I endeavoured

today, I realize the lost beauty of the city

may be because I am looking at it

from a distance, from a little height

I am watching the city

from the top of the mountain

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#city #perspective #poetry

The Ugly Truth

The Ugly Truth

women being slaved

poor victims of sex trade

repeatedly raped

in those small stinking rooms

beautiful curtains

elegantly hiding

the ugly truth


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When my Loneliness came to Me

When my Loneliness came to Me

as I called for my loneliness

it came to me

I was speechless


not knowing how to react

I simply embraced it

we both shed a few tears

together we felt lonely again

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Let’s be Humans Again

Let’s be Humans Again

aspire to grow soft wings to fly

must we keep our feet on the ground

wish to earn those coins of gold

must we not let the greed flow along

earn the power to be that warior

must we remain with a heart still gentle

if ever we feel the need to shed tears

must we not make a sound about the same

a father mus’nt forget, he’s a son as well

let us all give it a try

to build a world so beautiful

where the power supreme is humanity

let us all be humans again

let’s go back to our originality

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#poetry #humanity

is She a Mother any Less

is She a Mother any Less

privileges, she got none

deprived of life

scarcity, her only bid

her face not flawless

the scent of her body

disturbing, unpleasant

in the name of luxury to her child

she only has her lap to offer

in the name of cuisines

she got bread tasteless

she is his only comfort car

in her arms

she takes him to places

every night

as she watches him sleeping

she asks herself

for her offerings meagre

the fact that she is poor

is she a mother any less

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his Tourist like Love

his Tourist like Love

She gave herself in

the whole of her in his love

every bit of her

each breath she took – was for him

only him

all her senses dedicated 

her eyes saw only – him

she only would breathe his fragrance

her touch belonged – to him

she would listen

to his music each moment

her soul given in – to him

He in turn

behaved a tourist

like he just came to visit some place

stayed for a while

relished the beauty 

traveled back home

leaving her alone

looking for a new place

to be explored 

the next vacation

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I never had a childhood

I never had a childhood

the boy on the door to deliver a parcel

looked no older than eleven years

wore a torn cap, no laces on his shoes

the buttons on his shirt, mostly missing

first he offered the package to me

and then a ledger with a pen

“would you please sign against your name Ma’am”

while I signed, I asked him how old was he

“I am not sure Ma’am, my mother never told me”

where was his mother, my heart forced me to ask

“I never saw her, she died the day I was born”

my heart broke, the ground slipped under my feet

I asked him since when he was working, doing deliveries

like a hard blow on my face his innocent answer came

“I have been working since the day I GREW UP Ma’am”

as he turned to leave he said to me in pain

“I was never a child Ma’am, I never had a childhood

that parcel is still sitting in my room unopened

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Hope of a Child in War

Hope of a Child in War

His name was Afzal, no more than seven,

A child innocent, a victim of war,

Just a few days back, I had met him,

While, covering the bombings in Afghanistan,

The sight of the blasts horrendous & scary,

With lifeless bodies, ripped off flesh,

A few of them who survived the blasts,

Ran, for a little mercy in horror,

Broken houses screamed in silence,

Small children wounded and bleeding,

Cried in the streets unattended,

There I had seen this boy with courage,

Holding a white flag in his hands,

Sitting by the side of his lifeless father,

Surprisingly, I saw no tears in his eyes,

I moved closer to hear his whispers,

“Father, your son is strong to shed no tears,

To change things for better, I am going out there,

Holding a flag of peace in my hand,

Every beat of my heart, beating in hope,

Determined to melt the hearts of those demons,

How I hope to turn them to humans,

I remember your words, they echo in my mind,

The day will come, there shall be peace,

No more pain, no one will die anymore,

No sight of bloody bodies on the roads,

Holding my flag so white and flawless,

I shall march, I shall not give up,

My hope persistent to conquer the inhuman,

For I shall not let my children to witness,

A world so wounded, chained by terrorism.”

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Metamorphosis (the Sun & the Moon)

Metamorphosis (the Sun & the Moon)

The greatest of tales as narrated by TIME

Witnessed to go beyond eternity

it’s about a journey

That started with a little warmth

A magical experience so soothing and calm

Minutes passed and then did hours

Gradually, the warmth turned Cruel to heat unbearable

Species of all kind, started to pale

The journey slowed down, even came to a halt

Life was about to declare its extinct

Glaring up to the sky with hands two folded

They decided to pray for a little mercy

It happened then – a secret miracle

The Sun metamorphosed to a Moon

Bringing a breeze to shower the life

The Orange started to turn into white

There was no heat, the journey was smooth

Life, taking its time to relish the cool

Inevitable, the cool progressed to freeze

They all had to wake up from their dream

Once more, they all decided to pray

Looked up to the sky, then closed their eyes

Their lips murmured a few words of magic

And the Moon metamorphosed to the Sun



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A Caress so Smooth

A Caress so Smooth

the glitter of lights all day long

flashing cameras all around her 

her fans, screaming in praise

singing along her performance

the fabric of her gown

smooth against her skin

beautifying her looks glorious

flawless face, shining eyes

surrounded by a million followers

towards the end as the show concludes

turning the bright to dull and dark

getting shivers to think of going home

she takes a ride with her loneliness

her hands trembled to unlock the door

no one no more waiting inside

the house is now disturbingly silent

she sinks into the couch, her eyes not blinking

holding a smiling picture of her Mother 

she gave it a caress so smooth

holding it tight against her chest

imagining mother’s gentle kiss on her forehead

she readys to cry for the rest of the night

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Loneliness in the Sky

Loneliness in the Sky

A million stars

twinkling together

spreading merry

showing delight


how lonely

could the sky become

how gloomy

the grey could ever be

it’s a secret

too deep


the Moon

can reveal

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The Fake Sun

The Fake Sun

I dare to urge the fire today

the fire that presents itself to grow

glow like a shining star in the sky

revealing the colors red, orange, yellow

I dare that fire to come out with the truth

the truth I have seen everyday of my life

why does the fire choose to settle and calm

where does it go, who it burns in the night

is it scared of the dark, is it afraid of the bats

why the burning fire changes from orange to black

I dare the fire to make me understand

what makes it change its face everyday

why the burning Sun give up its flames

why does it every night


into the Moon

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Broadening the Horizon

Broadening the Horizon

images dangling in ones head

anticipations, expectations

thoughtful observations

existence, survival

the chasing race

sitting under the tree of wisdom

counting the uncountable number of leaves

beginning to consume the limitless

everyday, with each moment passing

researching, redefining

scarcity of time refuses to permit

innumerable fields be excelled

yet, to accomplish the most

must we consider to begin

to expand

the horizon of our deeds

a tiny little drop of positivity

a tiny little drop of positivity

a tiny little drop of positivity

showered on my soul

like it was the ice melting on that mountain

the water falling endlessly

leaving me out of breath, dripping with nobility

scrubbing my heart off the unholy

did i ever imagine such influence

dominating me to my superior self

entrusting me to dispose the venom in me

leaving me speechless for the power it contains

leading me to divinity

just a tiny drop of positivity

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Eyes so passionate yet playful

Eyes so passionate yet playful

fifteen years since they were together

a long time to have made memories

memories of a lifetime

he was the man of her dreams

she was still his angel

shared laughter and smiles, even tears

agreements, disagreements all in store

they walked their path hand in hand

still in love so madly with each other

it was a day so special – their anniversary

she eagerly waited for her gift

he entered the room, a ribboned box in his hand

he hid it behind his back

excited like a child

she made a little sweet mistake

it was the moment she looked up to him

his eyes so passionate, yet playful

oh, how sensually she melted

in an instant, the gift was unimportant

she kissed him as it was their first

she hid herself in his arms

and they made love

for the rest of the night

she only could open the gift box

the following morning

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Colors of the Sky

Colors of the Sky

I stood on the top of the mountain

my arms wide open inviting the sky

its light blue color showering serenity

reflecting a glow peaceful, so calm

seeing me consuming its beauty so gently

the sky decided to tease me a little

throwing a party, it invited the clouds

changing its color from light blue to black

dark clouds smiled invited the lightening

with a flash of light tiny drops started to fall

I felt the drizzle on my face so soft

closed my eyes, my arms still wide open

I stood there hugging

pretty colors of the sky

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I am a Poem

I am a Poem

words, just a few words
simple, no tough
mesmerising, describing
worthwhile, purposeful

words of enlightenment
words of wisdom
with wings reaching high
shining like sun

sometimes intense
at time easy
read through me
breathe my beauty

with purpose, with passion
imbibe me
I am – a POEM

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The Wind blew to Connect

The Wind blew to Connect

helpless she was

how much she missed him

this story is true 

its from way back in time

the time when there were no cords to connect

to allow her to say a few words to her lover

deep in love, how lonely she felt

staying awake, dreaming to be in his arms

she sat one night under the blanket of stars

up in the sky the moon smiled back to her

wind blowing softly caressed her skin

offering her to be her messenger to him

brushing her body, it started to travel

carrying the scent of her body to her lover

to whisper to him, her poems of love

to embrace him in its warmth

making him feel connected to the one

sitting far away yearning for his love

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the much awaited doll

the much awaited doll


a young man tired from a long day’s work

walked back home,

stopped by a toy shop, on his lips – a smile

for his daughter waiting for a doll tonight

a much awaited one

he promised to bring it with his next paycheck

he packed the doll in a bag hung on his back

gleaming smile on his face to imagine

a child’s excitement to possess a new doll


dreaming his dream he crossed a busy road

started from one end, never reached the other

lifeless body laid on the road

not dreaming, not smiling anymore


few teenagers today had their share of a few beers

tinkling of empty bottles played music to them

decided to party, racing in a new Mercedes Benz

alcohol commanded a speed of 140mph

just a blink of an eye, hit someone, a man

with no desire to learn who, they never stopped

never looked back, racing went on


little girl sat by the door, looking out waiting

excited to see her father coming back tonight

hiding a doll in his bag somewhere

her wait was extended till endless time

a young man, a father, died on the road

in his arms, holding a precious gift

the much awaited doll


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STAR.. that Frightened Me

STAR.. that Frightened Me

5from far, very far

that star looked tiny

it twinkled as if it was smiling

I watched it in silence

its soothing light gave me peace

I closed my eyes

Suddenly, I saw the star to travel

the tiny dot of light expanding its diameter

it was coming in my direction

in just a matter of a few seconds

it became massive

it’s heat now unbearable on my face

it wasn’t dark around me anymore

the night had turned into a bright sunny day

brighter, than I had even seen in my life

the tiny star had become the sun

as it started to burn my skin

I gasped for my breath, I was thirsty

I shook my head as I opened my eyes

 to realise

it was just a dream

and that, I was still lying under – the night sky

the same tiny star twinkled happily – far far away


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Buddha sitting peacefully

meditating every moment

undisturbed by the noise around

the giggles of the children

conversations happening

Buddha inhaling divinity

spreading it around as he exhales

Buddha never getting up from a spot

never uttering a word

blessed we are to have Buddha in our house



Leonardo DiCaprio – Revenant’s Oscar

Leonardo DiCaprio – Revenant’s Oscar

I wrote this poem to dedicate my love to Leonardo DiCaprio for winning an Oscar..

Waiting every bit
endless tiresome art
the act of being that someone
delivered seamlessly

Shutter Island’s Psycho
Wolf ruling the Wall Street
Gatsby the Great
dreaming of Inception
sacrificing the Diamond Blood Red
charmer of Titanic

Leonardo DiCaprio
never were you alone
millions stood by
gasped their breath
to hear them say
The Revenant’s SURVIVOR
has done it all
the Oscar now
belongs to the Best


i know of a woman

i know of a woman

a woman who’s got no fame

that woman with a common name

the one with her hands always full

with challenges to keep coming her way

life tested her patience at every step

she knew she had countless nights

kept her hope alive through her children

that woman till date is fighting

she doesn’t care of the pain her age is bringing

she still has a few battles to be won

she still dreams with her eyes open

she prays to the almighty without a fail

still performs her duties every single day

though i know for sure she would never fall

there must be times, when she cries alone

for she is amazed at the length of her tough walk

how i know of her so well and deep

is for the fact that i am a part of her

yes, this stunning woman is my mother


a queen – in dream

a queen – in dream

i sat on a throne

wearing a crown with pearls and diamonds

they bowed their heads – all of them

one after the other presenting their gifts

addressing me as “my Queen” “my Lady”

waitresses around bringing me wine

holding the length of my glorious gown


i discussed the strategy for the enemy at war

they all listened to me carefully


watching the scene from a distance

stunned, i couldn’t grasp what’s happening

then told myself, maybe i am in heaven

just when i was getting ready to consume this glory

my brother woke me up

from my dream

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just one thing i wanna say

desperate to assure you

i will be waiting right here

in case you change your mind

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last night together

last night together

embraced in his arms

skin to skin, mouth to mouth

she couldn’t whisper

for the kiss was slow and long

he could see through her closed eyes

her sensual imaginations

feel her pulsing heart

moaning in pleasure

unaware of his secret

this time, he thought

must he, give his best

for it was the last night together

tomorrow, he shall leave

to return, never

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deafening sound of silence

deafening sound of silence

deafening sound of the silence

on the other side of the phone

only to confirm

the departure of laughter

mugs of coffee with chocolate muffins

hand holdings and long walks

kisses in movie theaters

deafening sound of the silence

announcing loudly of the loneliness to follow

only him lying on the bed


her soft body vanishing

escaping his touch, refusing to be caressed

his senses loosing capacity

to hear any kind of music

for he is deafened now

by deafening sound of the silence

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a letter of Love

a letter of Love

A letter of love that i wrote

it was a sunny Sunday afternoon

i lay in bed missing my girlfriend

damn internet was throwing tantrums

since morning, it won’t start up

the few network towers in my village

chose to take a day off

i was determined to scribble how i felt

looked for some ink to fill my pen

to her, i wrote a letter of love

i took all day all evening to finish

yet, it wasn’t really long to read

for i spent good enough time

digging my heart for words


Before i gave the letter to her

i myself read it a million times

through my precious beautiful letter to my love,

i asked her to be mine

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a tale narrated by the history of humankind

where ASPIRATIONS have lead the path unfailingly

ASPIRATIONS inspired to unchain the doors chained

ASPIRATIONS dominated the will to perform

relentlessly, untiringly


must we learn from HISTORY

must we create a FUTURE

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the day never arrived

the day never arrived

I was aware, yet I chose to lie to my heart

two things for me to win his affection

were either love or blood

I had none

neither he shared his blood with me

nor he ever fell in love with me

I craved for him to be mine

not just with the body but his soul

the day never arrived

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their mind in a BOX

do my words sound golden to them

or are they even listening to what i say

are they in love, in their own fancy world

or are they pissed with me

they welcome, they reject

wisdom – with their own perceptions

not open to debate

not giving it a deep thought

either they cry or fill their hearts with rage


dealing with their mind in a box

conclusions never made

solutions never reached


no sign of his Angel

no sign of his Angel



thrashed in a wrecked car

spluttered blood on the glass

resting head on the broken steering wheel

he laid, his senses came to a rest

wounded to death yet no sign of pain

time was of essence

he knew he was running short

longed for someone’s arrival

to carry him to a warm bed

with lifesavers looking upon him

he forced his spirit to hold on to his body

requested to borrow a few more minutes

yet no sign of the his angel – he closed his eyes

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say a little Prayer today

say a little Prayer today

say a little prayer today

say a few special words to the almighty

close your eyes, join your hands

connect yourself with the unseen

the power of someone guarding us

healing wounds of all kinds

God is a little shy to show himself

has chosen to be hid from all eyes

yet he made sure not to miss

someone somewhere saying a prayer

so let’s just take out a moment of peace

away from this world of fantasies

make time a little worthy to be spent

let’s just all of us

say a little prayer today

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many times, i told him

i was dying from the inside

every day, each moment of my life

the air between us not enough

to let me breathe

my heart felt suffocated

a million times, his hand i tried to reach

he was there sitting by my side

yet no sign of him till far away

my soul neglected bruised

i decided to wait for a little longer

every time i told me

he shall hold me in a little more while

today, i depart to stay in heaven

he is remained with nothing

but regret

with nothing

but to miss me by his side

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memories in RAIN

memories in RAIN

arms spread wide hugging the wind

face up towards the sky as if posing for a picture

drizzling drops caressing their closed eyes

clothes drenched, hair let loose

releasing paper boats in waterlogged

innocent of any trouble, a bunch of kids playing

making memories in RAIN

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growing up in style

growing up in style

tik tok – tik tok – tik

the sound that i hear all day

making me realize

my little princess growing

in style

trying all my shoes with heels

one pair after the other

the cupboard remains open

all my bags are out lying

she chooses as per her mood

which one to carry, which color to hold

my lipsticks are all vanishing

her face painted all over

bright colors on her cheeks

make her look only more beautiful


sometimes, i ask her to stop

at times i let her carry on

for the joy on her face

being styled up with all her mommy’s belongings

is something that’s priceless

way beyond the value

of the bags, lipsticks and shoes

every day, each moment i relish

the joy of having a daughter


his choice

his choice

saying piercing painful words

making an argument not valid

displeasure filled his eyes

as he woke up to leave

to walk out of the door

leaving her heartbroken

tears running down her cheeks

she was desperate to run behind

catch hold of his hand

not let him walk out of the wooden door

how convinced was her heart

he will never return once gone

for he didn’t believe in a pretty heart


he chose to fall for a pretty face

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are Rich truly Rich!

are Rich truly Rich!

are they rich for they have wealth

are they rich for they own a lot of land

are they rich for they can buy all the comforts

are they rich for people bow to them

shall we put it the other way

are they truly rich for their money can’t buy them a smile

are they truly rich if they don’t care for the poor

are they truly rich for they spend sleepless nights

expensive mattress can’t buy them tension free sleep

shall we conclude it now

no they are not rich for the peace of mind is not sold anywhere

no they are not rich for they are never satisfied

no they are not rich for they live fake lives

i guess the rich with money are mostly poor

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when he made love to her

when he made love to her

masculine fragrance of his body

freshness after a shower

that sort of Christian Grey

with his fifty shades

seductive smile on his lips

playfulness in his eyes

he looked at her deeply

made her sip her wine

his tongue tasting her earlobes

she moaned shyly with pleasure


whispering to herself

she was dreaming in heaven

pleasured by her man, longing

for this dream, to last forver

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to tell them.. He is Gay

to tell them.. He is Gay

should he, should he not tell them

should today be the day of announcement

although it pained to think, why he had to

why couldn’t they just think it’s fine

society keeps blabbering their open mind

still they make him feel he is different

why is he scared of their reaction

honestly, why does he even need to care

why does he need to gather courage


to tell them He is Gay

and then he makes his decision

he is going to celebrate his individuality and his choices

no one has the right to take it away from him

for he is proud of who he is

he is no more shy or scared

to tell them He is Gay


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abortion Successful

the gynaecologist sighed

took the mask off her nose

plopped the 4 month old fetus

in the tray to her right


“ABORTION successful”



Live your Life

Live your Life

close your eyes
cross those fingers
pray in silence
dream your dreams
follow  instinct
grab some luck
leave behind the evil
inhale the fragrance
move those feet
focus  your mind
expand your vision
let the spirit fly high
o come on dear
ignore the ignorance
start afresh
live your life
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Her Moment of Passion

Her Moment of Passion

lust dripping off her lips

she shivered with pleasure

she knew she loved him

but this was the moment of passion 

her body thrived for his heat

no sweet kisses, no warm embrace

in this moment, there had to be steam

she had to feel his tongue in her mouth

she knew she needed to be filled

as she lay imagining being loved by him

on her bathroom floor


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purple rose

purple rose

then came the dawn

dreaming bud took a lazy yawn

stretched its arms it felt the dew

it was its moment to bloom

soft rays of the sun served a little glow

petals all announced to unfold

one after the other they all glorified

revealing divinity of a purple rose

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a different kind of smile

a different kind of smile

a smile

a smile that came on my lips

a smile that stayed for a little long

a smile that refused to leave me at all

a smile that became my habit

a smile that even people got used to

a smile that was for no reason

a smile that will only go when I die

it is a smile that’s fake

its is a smile to hide my pain

it is a smile that has become my friend

it is a smile that has promised

not to leave me till the end

seems to me it is

a different kind of a smile

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You Plopped my Heart

You Plopped my Heart

you took it on a ship, a massive one

you wanted to make sure

there was no coming back for it

golden light, of the sun turned grey

as I watched you in silence sailing far away

tears birthed out of my sad eyes

making their journey through my face

they disappeared into the air

when you reached the middle of the sea

you plopped my heart mercilessly

for the monsters in the sea to feast upon…..

standing at the shore I felt sheer pain

I became hollow, my soul evaporated

is this what you are supposed to do

to someone

to whom – you meant the world


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gone forever

gone forever

i am certain

they shall miss me

when i am gone forever

what pains me is

they never valued me alive

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it was getting burdensome for him

i felt him running away from me

it was tough, i was anxious, in pain

ignored, my messages not being responded

excuses and lies, everyday i faced

and then he simplified things that day

he said goodbye

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face behind a face

face behind a face

last night in bed i was told a tale

of an Angel by heart & a Demon angel faced

both looked beautiful like a new born child

the tale progressed, unfolding what they had to hide

their pink soft lips forever wore smiles

smiles that concealed the truth of their lives

i sat tight in my bed without blinking my eyes

determined to discover the secret behind their smiles

the tale came to an end revealing their intent

where the Angel wore a smile to hide her pain

the Demon wore the same to hide his true face

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would you remain mine

would you remain mine

when my heart be relieved of its job

bringing the flow of red fluid to a halt

when the vision in my eyes will fail

pretty picture of your face will not reach my brain

the scent of your body will illuminate me no more

my ears would refuse to hear your gleeful laughs

when i will no more be able to taste your tongue

my sense of touch will not feel your hand on mine

i wonder about the day i shall depart

would you still love me like you do now

would you still remain mine?

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Survivor I Am

Survivor I Am

I fell, I rose
the doors on my way
few open, few close
I was cold, sometimes I was warm
yet merciless struggle
could do my will no harm
looked back a few times
looked forward and climbed
the journey of my life
has taken, has given
it has challenged me
it has driven
success and failure
could neither charm ME
nor could they ever block
SURVIVOR I am, I never stopped
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luxuriously, elegantly

relaxing on levels patiently

waiting to swallow

the innocence of those

determined to come close

to touch, to hold

the wisdom treasured

on papers sewn together

in ink of all colors

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my dear paper dictionary

my dear paper dictionary

my dear paper dictionary

will you forgive me please

for i don’t hold you anymore

i dumped you in that old box

sealed, kept somewhere in my garage

there were days, when i couldn’t do without you

i would open and search through you a hundred times

on days when i wrote essays in my school

would you forgive me for i am selfish now

lazy to flip through your many pages

i now depend on the latest means

today, i have the urge to open the sealed box

in which i dumped you with my own hands

today, i have the craving to hold you again

i promise to keep you safe in my bag

promise to carry you along everywhere

forgive me my dear paper dictionary

i shall dump you NEVER again

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over a little Sin

over a little Sin

it’s not just love, that I have in me

my soul is a little hateful too

it’s not only smile that I wear on my lips

my soul gets angry too

true, I have compassion to fill me

at times I feel a little of rage

yes, I am gentle most of the times

yet, stubbornness puts me in a cage

I am a human

am I to be flawless?

without having tasted a little sour of me

would they know the taste of the sweet

for all my emotions, for all my faces,

I tend to feel complete

I guess, the cycle of tastes

must go on, to take circles now and then

isn’t that the secret, to make us all

relish the good, over a little sin

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The Juggler Almighty

The Juggler Almighty

teasing the stages of life in his hands

throwing up and catching one after the other

the Juggler Almighty

playing his game flawless

completing uncountable circles

releasing a thrill while making us go high

sending a shiver letting us coming down

ensuring relief by catching us all

never letting any of us to fall

his game continues, never fails to end

green, blue, red – all colors in his store to lend

must our lives to look, like a rainbow to him

must he relish a sight so scenic

making us jump, making us speed down

letting us rest to a quick still,

then to ready us for a jump again

for us, he’s always at work

the Juggler Almighty

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my pain so dear to me

my pain so dear to me

never failed to show me

many of its faces

it was less, deep, sometimes excruciating

my pain

it held my hand tight

never let me go

embraced me, gifted me tears

my pain

powerful enough to shake my emotions

made me wise, showed me my strong self

walked my path with me

my pain – so dear to me

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countless hours on her grave

countless hours on her grave

sitting, on her grave in silence

he spent COUNTLESS number of hours

somewhere deep, he was sure

not to get any answers from her

with pain immense

and a little hope in his heart

he kept whispering to her softly

to answer

to come back to him

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a New Me – Born

a New Me – Born

that day, the child in me

told me to fly

so i jumped, jumped higher

to touch the sky

each time, I used a little more of my strength

wondering, how much more can I use

hoping, to go a little higher with each try


the cotton like clouds smiled at me

urging me to reach to kiss them

that smile on their face, made me a little shy


the birds flying, making patterns pretty

encouraged me to go, join their flock

to go to a world of dreams

so I never would have to cry


that day….

as the child in me, told me to fly

i tried & with each try 

was born – a new me….

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Epitome of Completeness

Epitome of Completeness

halting it’s steps, going slow for some

speeding it’s pace to match the light for others

bringing fulfilment to the lives of many

making scarcity a fate for some

showing harmony walking its steps

dominating souls to war with its force

devoting loyalty to the kings of the kingdoms

making queens be faithless to their kings

sowing seeds of new life every moment

snatching existence at the same time, announcing deaths 

influential & powerful yet vulnerable it is

Time –  Epitome of Diversity

Epitome of Versatility

Epitome of Ultimate Power

Epitome of Completeness

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A Cake or a Miracle !

A Cake or a Miracle !

for those children in Syria

and other places of war

do they even know the concept of celebrations

do they know what it’s like a birthday

what it’s like an anniversary

for them it’s only the sound of the bombs

gunshots around

deprived of food, deprived of clean water

no love for them

no mercy for them

to them

a cake would sound a miracle

The Red Eyed Dragon

The Red Eyed Dragon

A Palace

gloomy and dull

countless rooms with no windows

forbidding the sun, to light its darkness

heavy smell of rust in its walls

the ceiling, disturbingly high

as if some giant was to walk inside

no movements, no signs of life

the only sound coming from its thick silence

a heavy continuous snore

the pitch of it going too high, then coming low

making heavy music, fearsome to the ears

inside the palace so strangely awkward

deep in the room in the most center

lazying, on the coins of gold

watching over the treasure prodigious

The Red Eyed Dragon 

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Her Insecurities

Her Insecurities

 morning, was bright & shining
with life all around
there were birds singing
as I touched my feet to the ground

give me a hug my princess
dad caressed my forehead
come, have your breakfast sweety
said mom with milk & bread
this world really was a perfect place
until, I stepped out of the gate

walking my way to college
they started to follow
lewd notes on my frame
made my spirit hollow

there was a push & hit
didn’t know what to think
ran as hard as i could
it was torn – my hood

my world became horrid & bent
i pinched myself to check
if it was a nightmare
or was i even breathing

i die a thousand deaths
to see that I am not safe
why for me in the whole world
my home is the only place

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