There you do not go where you are only one
Lonely and alone
Do not walk the road even a step on which
You don’t get any companion
As you know even to do things wrong
Persons are needed at least two
One is for doing the act
And the other for being acted upon
You may go where you desire
And speak words as your wishes are
But if there are no takers out of greed or fear
Then it will be taken for sure
Your endeavor is a waste and you are a failure
No mare how you there do round
Jump high or dive deep
And like a bubble go for a blast
No one will be there even to listen the sound.
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I am a non-fatal dangerous disease
From the neighbour’s tip of riseOut of hate, the daughter of love,And the son of her, I am bornThey kindle the fire and I burnI eat up their soul’s flesh and they acheYet they do all out of love and do without knowledgeTo have what others have but they do notIn disguise I am ‘admiration’…
Crawled back my haggard old age
Just past late midnight and asked meWhat was the wrong did you do?Being baffled and confused I remained silentAnd kept looking blank for a momentThen I closed my eyes to tell him the truthBut I did not as I fear he would not come againTo listen to me what is kept unexpressedMy young age is…
It never takes me
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The road
I takeLeads me butTreads uncertainlyMoves throughUninformedPitfallsRuns zigzagInvisible the uneven pathBut I get delightWhen I break a clodIn the dense fogI get more pleasureWhen I remove a thornAt every challengeI gather more strengthTwist and turnNever return meEmpty handMore hopesOf hidden treasuresI seeIn the dark cracks and holesI thrillWith the thoughtThat I will discoverThe mysterious far endNon…
When there is no sun
But no rainI silently take the cornerOf the corner less memory laneLike an old and feebleI ruminate taking outThe hazy picture of the storyOnce you wroteon my white pagesNow I write poems after poemsOn the opposite sideAnd let those flyWith a wish to reach youAs you know water is not so hardAnd the wind may…
There you do not go where you are only one
Lonely and alone
Do not walk the road even a step on which
You don’t get any companion
As you know even to do things wrong
Persons are needed at least two
One is for doing the act
And the other for being acted upon
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I thought
Came down heavilyAs a drizzling rainIn my life whichHas been suffering fromA Long drastic droughtFlooded me with flashedHappiness and joy.I thoughtYou were the moonCame down suddenlyIn my life whichHas been covered withDamn darkness andCruel obscurityYou showered me withYour sluttish lightRepelled my everyStoic lethargy.I thoughtYou were windBut rushed downAs a tumultuous stormOverturn my vehiclesIn the psychic…
Though I do not like
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Who does not want to hold
Soon Regret while realizesYou are nothing buta seat of thorna headachebefore sitting upon youyou create ill feelingsand blood shedyou put a manabove allbut make him alonebut man is helplesswhile standingupon his twofeeble and fragilethe back achesnothing he seesbut sit upon youyou keep the back bonestraightand keep the brainfreshsitting upon youso many make the white pagesblackwith…
i waited for long
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I wish to be a poet
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