When will the sun-sodden life be back?/ When will we stop crushing nature’s soul into powders of profit?
To,Our Captain CoolWho finishes off in styleMahendra Singh Dhoni Always a class apartMan who hits the ball straight into our heartWith hopes of millionsHe stood tall with all of our aspirationsWith a charming smileThis man always ran an extra mileWhenever we lost, he took all the blameAlways kept the spirit of the gameStarted his journey…
For life was nothing to her
But the one that gifted her
With infinite choices to
Bring the hag out of her.
But she chose to succeed
Than to surrender!
They saw the tender leaves
Fluttering in the cosy wind.
So pleasant so pretty and
So pure was the posy
But nobody comforts a crying man,
Or holds his worn out heart again.
His calls are ignored in front of family,
Be it a crime against women,
He is the one you deplore.
Swimming with my insecurities,My heart says“ Don’t burn up your dream cities ”Laughing with my painMy soul whispers“ Just let me fly , again ”
One season ends and the other beginsBut the mystery of future still remainsFlowers of expectations have fallenBut the buds of hope have filled the gardenA lot has changed in these yearsApart from our dreams and fearsHere in this corridorBehind that rusty doorWe have left our carefree smileCause now there are responsibilities of lifeHurt and happiness…
I sit in my balcony during lockdown, I hear the birds singing . I just wonder how lucky they are, They can fly as much as possible And poor me stuck in lockdown. I sit in my balcony during lockdown, And imagine how I controlled my fluctuating emotions during these times. I thank my friends…
Poet pens a heartfelt poem connecting the partition, the memories of the past and lives lost to the present.
The wind that prevailed there,Hummed the tune of the Inevitable approach of her destiny. Slowly faded the light,Evanescing the ray of smile. Dark clouds began to roll up,Spike ups of her ego. All of a sudden, from nowhere,It came…..with immense fury! The outbursts of a long subdued mind! Sun waned,Lightning streaked,Thunder roared,Darkness reigned,And thus it rained…
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