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Utopian fantacies


There was a girl,
Full of innocense,
believed her dreams.

A warrior prince, she was hoping for;
Who fights her miseries;
Takes her far:
In a world of peace, love and joy,

There was a fire, sudden at night.
Her room was locked,
Her parents cried, help!

Yet that girl, sat and smiled.
She waited, doing nothing.
When the door opened,
She was bemoaned.

Sitting by the window,
Waiting for that prince.
Closing the door,
Not crying anymore!

What a dark imagination she had!
Once what made her happy,
Today, killed her crappy.

What a believe, fated to ashes!

A utopian fantasy!
I declare!

Beware of what you believe/it can either make you or break you…
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Justifying your character

Life is amazing, isn’t it,
It has its own beats and drums.
Neither too straight, nor full of curves;
It’s a combo of both, with unequal amount.
The time when are at the top of sky, somehow we fall to the ground;
And when, we are at the bottom of our verge it’s gives us a sudden kick.
We spend long sleepless nights, just to wonder, what’s happening with us.
And sometimes we ask the astrologists to just predict for us,
But it doesn’t matter, we are never ready to welcome our life as it is.
Predicting is just another way to manipulate the reality, in our own bases.
Human existence along with others have been based on life, yet most of us, sometimes, just decide to quit.
What a wastage of the creator, if any; his time and wine.
Yet, no matter what one applies, this science of life is beyond common sense.
Sometimes it’s about pain and joy; sometimes it’s about mirth and coy.
Aren’t we in love with movies and drama of our favorite actors,

Can we imagine, if the life is same, then it’s a question; are we justifying with character we have got!

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There On The Banks of Ganges

Me and you have been there, worth citing: being forever, there on the banks

The beautiful circles by throwing pebbles, we watched together, there on the banks.

The ringing bell and the evening chants, we heard together, there on the banks. That sunset who has hiding beside the drizzling cloud, and that running fast at the fear of getting cold, there on the banks.

Bunking classes to roam on streets, buying dupattas matching bangles with coloured green, there on the banks. Praying Shiva, while quietly holding our hands, there on the banks. Listening folklores and having hot tea, in shivering cold; there on the banks.

Passing time, there on the banks. Saying goodbye, crying alone, there on the banks. And then continuing visiting again and again, just to feel your warmth, there on the banks.

I am old, you are gone, still things are same, there on the banks… If rebirth, I will be waiting, come with me, there on the banks…

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