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Escape
I, wish to escape; this reality so harsh. Run into a world of peace and solace. Harmony, love blows with the wind. Not a shiver of fake and sin.
Fading miseries, this survival instinct.
Just for once; if I could.
Sit on the sideway bridge, that stands in the middle of town. Clear sky and a garden nearby. Swans and swarms; goats and geese. All around; what a world to choose!
There, my Prince; neatly robed. just as water: clean and pure. My heart races; with smile of his: fast, “millionth of time”. .
A house: that can be Home. Families, friends; all close. Sharing success, losses all. none alone, but all along.
A night, never seen: glittering so beautiful . A calm, breeze caressing my face. Long, comforting lullaby; far from the woods.
Ah! Such lively this life looks: safe, secure and full of hope. Such catching, to my heart, even in dream, I dare not elope.
Wait, what! Why this bustling sound I hear! It shall not be real, I begin to fear.
Oh! My heart! My mind! Begin to tremble . It’s day of eleven, seventh of week.
Something, I may, never escape.
Sometimes, what; I wish to escape.
A night passing by
Sitting, by the window;
I can see:
Things and places, moving backwards.
There is calmness: of chaos and worry.
Fighting a duet, to win and end,for once, for all.
Few lights are off, few shining more,
In this sound night, what a mystery they behold.
Turned off lights; how nice, peace, and a good night sleep.
Turned on lights; how lively, vibrant and willingness; work more hard.
There are trees who have tale to tell,
Millions of journey who lived and passed by.
Ahead is a temple, closed but decorated,
Might be the God tired, reviving,
After hearing a tonnes of prayer, listed,unlisted.
Night,
A beauty in darkness, many of us holds.
Looking from the window, I whisper my favourite song,
Such is beautiful, this passing night.
I lived and loved,
Nature being natural,
A wide clean sky, with no clouds roaring.
A clear view, my eyes can catch,
Night
A reflection of “what”, “how” and “when”
“Why”,”where” and “who will”;
Questionnaires and answers yet to find, a short, but long,
Dare I not loose this opportunity, shall I not hold it tightly, a night so precious. not may happening at ahead, Who Knows Time
Thy Love
“Love is from both sides”
What a pain, deep in brain. not in heart, as it’s not mine.
Once you end, your talking of her, There begins my mind to work. Sketching of her by your word by word.
Is she pretty or she is witty;What a beauty whom you admire.
What her attire, by looking, set you on fire.
What an idol of feminine, she has got, That made you dumb, and fall in love.
Would her eyes be Like a light, standing glittery in the gloomy night.
Whats her lip looking like, the one made your eyes, away from mine.
Oh! What a heart thee( the girl) might have, that Broke mine, to have thy.
I want to meet but not to see her. Its too heavy for unpleasant pleasure.
However thee( the girl) look, whatever thee cook. The truth is this, you are his, and he is yours, Even though ex, he still hung on you.
Yeah sure, I want to say bye and goodbye to thy love; for I can’t handle this love triangle.
What,How,Who You are
SOMETIMES
Milky galaxy
Me at night, up at high; exploring this beauty; creative, Almighty.
What thinketh this was made;
Like a crown of glittery stones, embezzled in a mess.
White river of flowing stars,
Hung together, close, though far.
How beautiful;
This kinship bizzare.
Bonding close with thee I have;
Greeting my great,great, great grandma;
up there.
People say, who leave here, live there.
Since then I accompany her, lace;
It's been long, I miss her tales,
sometimes squirrels;
sometimes whales;
Sometimes, it's been;
truck and rails.
In this lonely, city of fast moving nowhere.
Aimless;
Mind trembling with fear, what about anxiety, worth to share.
At my roof, I stare;
This Holy relationship they care,
Dancing collective down to heel.
It might cause, all wound to heal.
What a meaning, it shows,
In meaning less world,
that once goes.
Life is here, Life is there;
You will remain no matter where;
Cheers the beers whenever,Wherever ,
As love remains hereafter, thereafter.
An Evening
This fear of loneliness, breaks mirage of togetherness;
This substitute of courage, reduces strength of happiness.
Hyped complacent theory of adventure, creates fear of Vagrancy;
This worry of ageing, dampens glory of Constancy.
Fighting with pace to find peace, while;
Living in solace, has been a mess;
Cowing to clutches of past disgrace,
Reserving some seats; fortune erroneous .
This silent evening, in hubbub of pleasantness.
This hangover of misspelt cast, weakens, urn of spiritedness.
This dawn of today will bring morrow, with unspoken hope; lit in heart; wounded hollow. Hands shaking, energy diminishing; questions worthiness, this Ambition holds.
This symbolism of life births, at island of continuance. This spike of revolution, changes; subsides, All previous disturbances.
RAY OF HOPE
CHANGE
Time changes, rhyme changes.
Changes role and responsibilities.
Rose and daisy makes no difference, Love seems not changing though.
Changed has colour of TAJMAHAL,
Not what changed, Poetry of Shah and Mumtaj.
Changed been robes of body; not soul;
Once more,once again;
Rebirth and Renaissance, Just to visit the change again.
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