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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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Monsoon and You

This monsoon, reminds me of you;
Holding hands, dancing;
The midway road, me and you.
A table, acoustic, romance; me and you.
Continuous singing song of melody,
Touching strings of nerves like never before.
Feeling this warmth of calmness, flowering in my senses, all of you.
Droplets caressing my face,wiping tears of memories; me and you.
From fingers to every part; body and soul. This monsoon is all about you.

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H’man

Somewhere in hell…
“Rise!the demon of desires and flame”; “that destroys the human nature of purity.”
“Oh, thy mighty! Dost thou know, people are following, what you were killed for”;
“No longer, the God of heaven, will blame us.”
Lacked they kindness, long forbidden humanity!
“Ah! They have zeal for hatred”.
They are conspiring against each other, The one loved, is being hated to heart!
Basket of desires, all have on their head!
Hands:not begging, but snatching does.
We no longer need “that snake to envy the eve”, as Adam has lost senses and GOD has decided to keep quiet…

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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.

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O! Great Rain…

O great rain

You have magic,
You create life;
I have seen.

Move your wand,
All upon me,
Just like, you do;
On earth and tree.
Sweeping dust, smashing dirt;
Cleaning scrape, Cleaving shapes.



I want same,


Feel Renaissance,


Each part, every breath.


Long and tardy, mine outer look
Forgone and shaggy mine inner nook.

Please, cast your,
Unfathomable spell,
May be what it, “Aabra ka Dabra… “.



Disappear,
All my sin, if any, I have done.

Burdensome is guilt,
and whim,
Long stored,
mortifying esteem.

I want to forget,


All,


Look happy;
just like those, plants;
Flaunting new clothes,
How beautiful; how green;
Each fresh, every view.
How energetic, how new.
Each life, every alive.

O Great Rain…

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DEAR HEART

When all sudden, nothing seems right,
When you have nothing; to hold it tight.
When despair is all around you, but noone to hold your hands.
When having everyone around you, doesn’t makes sense, and you still feel alone.
When your fate is mocking at you, and God and has decided to watch quietly.
Oh my dear heart! don’t cry; don’t cry, if there is darkness around you.
When you fear what if nothing works out and maybe everything can fall apart.
Everything but you will be left destroyed;
Oh my dear heart!Don’t get hurt;
When people whom you trusted, breaks your heart, don’t be timid;
Do not compare with others, who looks amazing smiling on their present life.
As, there is difference, between smiling and laughing!
No heart, ever died of heartbreak, despair and failure;
For life is the very source of being alive;
And when hope of survival is there, passion of, not over yet, is there;How can life ends…
So, oh my dear heart!don’t loose hope;
Is it the first time, it ever happened?
is it the second time, you have noone to complain!
You know better; things have happened earlier, situations have been similar;
Oh my dear heart! But you never quit;
Remember the promise, you made to me;
You will never be like others,the previous day;
Today is just another day; another issue to make you proud of yourself, proud that you weren’t afraid.
Oh my dear heart, let it go;
I know you, since I was born, I got this body; so got you;
We have been together in shit, joy and mirth;
Didn’t you once told me, I am strong; if it was true then, so it is now;
I have you, you have me; and so we are complete;
Oh my dear heart, thou are my friend;
So, wipe your tears, look into mirror;
What beauty, what strength, does others have,better than you.
Isn’t your favourite song” jodi tumar daak sune keu na aase, soi tumi ekla chlo re…”?
Don’t you like reading linkon and Thatscher?
If it’s so, then you have believe, believe in yourself, believe in me;
Oh my dear heart! I promise to make you proud,
Proud for choosing my body and me.
Let me repeat your favourite lines…
“Where there is a will, there is a way”…
And oh my dear heart! I will

“Always be with you”…

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