Feel it

Feel

i feel like flying up in the sky 
among the birds feeling the mighty height 
down deep into the river, feeling the depth
flowing through nature's beauty step by step
in the beauty of moonlight 
lightning lovers in their bright night

Rose 

                                                                                   
                                                                                    I wish to be 

a bright red rose and feel the dose 
passing into a girls hands ,bringing them close
the indefinite rain , flavoring the grain
forcing them to love the stain.......

Heart 

I wish to be
a lovers heart , beating every moment as his lover knocks
blood floating through , whenever she smiles
burning every moment to say what his heart wants....
smiling through to make her feel warm......

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The world is at its receiving end

"Shooting Pregnant Women a War Game in Syria: Doctor"
"A teenage girl forced to drink acid and then pushed into the sea "
"Asaram Bapu accused of forcing victims to undergo abortions"
"Pakistani journalist says Kasab was sold to LeT by his parents for Rs.1.5 lakh"
"Modi only shows cinema to people, says Renuka Chaudhary on Kanpur rally "

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Where have we come from , where are we leading to
The world which scientists claim is as mysterious as the black hole
is leading us into a hole filled with sewage and filth
living beings are dying in quench for others blood
where there is no respect for a girl's dignity and decision
her soul is ripped apart in open and yet there is no disagreement
onlookers sympathize as she is forced to drink poison
the devil laughs as her beauty turns into ashes
'What a devil?' says another devil
Why bother ? Blame her culture , oh ya her dress
looked down upon by society
the accused is left open and the justice is done

Flowers of blood have replaced natural beauties
men now wield message of hatred in their hands
humanity has died , veins have stopped pumping blood
men wander in search of blood
mad as they are in their hunger , they cut open a little heart
only to realize that the little life would fetch them nothing
with little or no guilt they laugh over their stupidity
and proceed to their next victim
a lady sitting at the vicinity , lost in her thoughts
smiling as she places her hands on her heart
she can hear two hearts beating simultaneously
but oh ! suddenly everything seemed muddled up
the heart ceased beating and the smile was gone
blood had found a new owner

leaders are fighting wildly for power
the nation as taken a backseat and so have manners
politicians taunt each other in public
making fool of themselves and their parties
democracy has become a game of sanctity
who play on the name of caste and religion
they do not mind spilling blood in their thirst for victory
or spending public's hard earned money for digging gold
transition from being the backbone to a dirty game
politics has now reached a stage where the ploy is all about gain

poverty still has a women's face
struggling to keep alive and feed their younger ones
young mothers forced to sell their future as hunger calls them
wailing babies stare at their helpless mother
searching for the stinky and sweaty tassel
which once provided them with sense of relief and protection
mistaking gun for the lighter , they start blowing it
only to realize that the lighter can burn people's lives
but its too late , they now enjoy blowing it
and cater for the blood it generates

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A story

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I was running into the woods
assuming a stranger in persuit of me  
'there was' , my intense heartbeat prompted , 'there was'
so did i believe and ran , ran for my life
for i did not want him to win and ruin my sanctity
so i ran , ran forsake , with no hint of sanguinity
I wanted to shout but my voice gave away
singultuns gave way to fear and fear to tears
the creepers below embroiled me
arresting me , acting at the stranger's behest
fighting with the little strength left , i hit it hard
with a moan it got its hands off
but the deed was done,the stranger was there
ready to pounce upon thee
prey i was to him , it seemed obvious
i drew back , reconciling myself behind the tree
the tree of hope , as it seemed to me
he came closer , so did fear
i closed my eyes for things were now clear
death was upon and i was his deer
lion i would call him for the fear he caused
praying the tree i snuggled to as i could remember no other Lord
a gentle touch revived my heartbeat
scared as i was,couldn't gather the courage to open my eyes
to see if the touch was real or just an assumption of my fear
'come on' , these gentle words touched my ears
my eyes opened to a handsome figure with steamy eyes
bringing me closer he said the fear was gone
inquisitive as i was , forced the word 'fear'
yes he said with a closer touch of the word dear
trailing off , he swept me off my feat
intimidated by his charm , my words found no way of coming out
the feeling of his touch was enough to make my heart bump
the moment ceased and bliss took over
i was in his arms under the shower of love
never wanting my life to take a curve

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Love will find its way

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I feel hibernated , trapped in a soul which isn't mine
little do i know that i am nobody to decide
as it is fate which has brought us together
and will decide our course and destiny

life has little to do with love and more with pain
when you find true love,just garb it with no expectations of gain
love will find its way and so will life
blood will flow through the veins and the heart would beat

love in any form is love
its the essence that makes it different
i might not be in love but can fall with little difficulty
but can't bear the distance that takes us apart

i will try to keep the promise i made to you
love you with all my senses and strength
be with you until you achieve your dreams
become your nerve and be with you till the end

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The last meeting | love poem

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I still remember the day when i last saw you
the song i crooned in your memory
and played it over just to create a scene
of you and me reviving romeo and Juliet

i have acquired all your silly habits
of putting the pen's cap in my mouth
caring little about the people around
and blinking over things weird and astound

Now that i have lost hope in love
life around me has become more blissful and  covered
but something's still missing from life
the special feeling of being with someone is still desired

I miss the feeling of getting drenched with somebody in rain
of getting distressed when i do not hear from him
but alone that i am , i do not find myself lonely
for he is with me all the time , in my thoughts and my
deed 



  

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Not again | Love poem

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I hope not to fall for it again 
memories of past have faded and so have feelings 
I had been attacked by the cupid and thus diseased 
gone through the furor and agonizing pain 

Its been years since i felt special 
changed for somebody's preferences 
and thought i could look more better 
without making my feelings bluster 

I am scared of taking a chance 
making my feelings visible 
and being enchanted by his panache 
lest i might become weak again 
and lose myself to the never ending pain

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Love - An impossible feeling | Love poem

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I have left my past behind
and struggling to keep my present alive 
living my passion and driving the person in my mind 
forgetting what i had lost and what i have to find 

I have moved ahead in my life 
but your image still troubles my eyes
the sight of your brown eyes and perfect lips
makes my heart flutter and take a thousand leaps 

I continue to take your name in trouble
mumbling, accepting that you were the one 
was it the destiny who distanced us 
or the space which i had observed

The pen on the table reminds me of your stupidity 
your eyes obsession with it drives me to touch it 
and feel the presence of your gaze 
striking through me like a haze 

I am left alone with my dream 
bleeding in the times of need
mumbling your name,remembering your face
beleiving that you will be back one day 

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Did you listen to you heart ? | Life Poetry

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When was the last time i listened to my heart ?
was it the commencement of the new year
or the probability of being offered a choice
was it the sight of guy i feel in love with
or the news of him being in relationship

When was the last time i listened to my heart ?
was it idea of falling in love at first site
or declaring that it was just a part of life
was it the moment of despair
or breaking up from a boring affair

When was the last time i listened to my heart ?
was it the French song i listened last week
or removing the junk stuck in my teeth
was it thought of getting a tattoo
or let my mother decide what to do

When was the last time i listened to my heart ?
was it the decision to leave the city i loved
or to let my past go discovered
was it the decision of moving ahead
and leave behind the things i detest

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"Who am i ?" | Life poetry

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"Who am I ?"
Am I a little leaflet out of water
or a broken sword of a lost battle
a petite doll with impossible dreams
or a wounded bird fallen from a tree

"Who am i ?"
A lier with a false identity
or an aspirer,wanting to be somebody
what lies in my hidden sanctity ?
just my name or a compromise with destiny

"Who am i ?"
someone who loves to put down her words
follow her heart and appease her thirst
refusing to be judged on what to write
as i am the master of my soul and mind

"Who am i ?"
a citizen , lost hope in her unstable government
or an inspirer not minding getting drowned dans the torrent
to discover the lotus , an element of joy and tranquility
and to see my fellow men thriving and smiling

"Who am i ?"
a secret lover who could never find her love
or a die hard romantic who believes in the old proverb
"If he is yours , he will come back to you "
and i am still waiting with little hope of his return

"Who am i ?"
I have lost track of my identity
with dreams at my doorstop and no possible means
bound by heart-wrenching thoughts and dreams
I am pained by the unending turmoil and screams

I wonder 
"Who am i ?"

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WANDRER!

WANDRER!


My life is lost in the drift
Of a world that is swift
I remember the past
My regrets grow fast
I wish these grudges wouldn’t last

I want to find the start
Where is that?
Who knows the destination of my path?
My disposition has lost format
No one wanted to chat
And I lost my path

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The ugly truth

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I do not know what to write 
my heart's sinking and mouth's going dry 
little do i understand the tactics of the world 
where people hurt each other just for fun 

I am often asked about my sad life
with a sore face minus any cute smile 
I ask them to look at the dark side 
which is filled with pain and sorrow 
something which will elongate their eye brows 

Little do i care about the bright world 
for i know its reality and its place of birth 
i am not going to be fooled by your smile , you ugly being !
for i know that you are nothing but a selfish king 

If you still ask me to smile , I will show you the marine 
the place which is filled with tears of the destitute 
with souls of dead bodies crying with pain 
but all you do is turn around and curse me for bringing the disdain
i look at him and say "It is your claim , my friend " 

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Transition from a girl to a woman

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I am a little pupa who has just turned into a butterfly

little do i know of the mighty world and its desire

i step out of my cocoon to feel the warmth of the sun

to experience the beauty and make my journey full of fun

Mama had told me about the beasts

who according to her were hard to beat

lovely world as it is i could find nobody so mean

Adam’s son as they were called seemed natural and sweet

A moment of despair ruined everything

i understood the difference between the beast and the being

i was no longer the same old sweet girl

but somebody who was not ready to bid farewell

I am often reminded of my culture and fooled

told about Sita and her sacrifices

but question them and they are soon to get offended

oh dear , i just hope our dear constitution was amended

Why blame the entire race 

thanks to a few inhuman beings,our society today is a mess 

yet i have hopes tangling 

not from our dear government of course !  

but from the opposite gender which consists of some great beings 

and dear 'o' i am not an emotional freak 

but a lady who refuses to be considered  meek

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Story of an expressionless face

Walking on the busy road seemed like a daily routine
similar stones whisking , bringing me closer to my dream
loneliness of my life kills me every moment
making me realize that i am nothing but a dormant


memories of childhood prick me every second
cursing my urge to become an independent
celestial bodies in the sky remind me of my failure
a failed life and a lost lost love seemed severe


how much do i wish to rewind my life
to whisk away from the daily doses of crime
fly with dear butterflies , go deep into the sea
but dear 'o' that will only remain a dream


the tussle between heart and mind took away my only belonging
all i could do was sigh and consider myself less deserving
Why did i ever choose a path with no destination ?
with little choice between life and death resulting into loads of frustration

Thanks to my thankless life
all i am left with is a job in a factory and dreams to drive !

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Our day of love

Narrowed down by thoughts running away with fright
in middle of Femundsmarka i met my life
wild as it was i could find no way of survival
beautiful as it may sound but my death was final
running like a ghost i crashed into every single tree
crying with pain i wounded my dear knee
cringing with pain and anger i could feel my thirst build up
but the gap between life and death didn't seem to close up
feeling giddy i let myself free
closing my eyes i let the beauty sway upon me

 

 I woke up to find a Norwegian creativity in front of me
one couldn't help but notice his strong arms
he could nullify anybody with his charm
asking me about my whereabouts he handed me a cup of tea
Introducing myself as an Indian i let my eyes sway upon him
puzzled he seemed , asked me what i was doing in Norway
hesitantly i disclosed details about me
said i was a tourist who had come for a visit
convincingly he asked me the cause behind my current status
 









i said i was exploring the beauty of Femundsmarka and got distracted
lost in the wild and found no means of survival
concerned he sounded asked me how i felt
a smile making way through my lips all i could get out was great !

helping me through he asked if he could be my guide
shocked as i was just couldn't decide
understanding my expression he lead out the word trust
surprisingly my mouth gave away to a yes
there we were experiencing the sun above the Arctic Circle,
lost i was in its beauty , i could see him going purple

following the row of breathtaking flowers i became lost
ranging colors of beauty made me engrossed
just then his voice recalled my senses
said i was going beyond the fences

realizing that i nervously stepped back
only to have fallen into his lap
his gazing eyes stirred my soul
raised an urge to come closer and touch his mole
coming out of my dreamy self i found him shaken
asking me if i was fine and helped me straighten

 

"The land of midnight sun" as it is called showed its magic
casting under its spell it lead us into a long lost kiss
in his arms caressing my wanting lips
slowly moving his soft hands to my eyes
he found had tears and couldn't understand why
taking my face in his hands he looked towards me for an explanation
i said this was just a moment of celebration
as i would be in India within passage of hours
and all i would have with me is the fragrance of flowers
wiping my tears he hugged me as if there was no tomorrow
said wherever we go our love will follow ...


                    "  Happy Ending "

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