Wednesday, October 25, 2017

A letter to a friend

Dear Lovey-dovey
I never wished to be a part of your life but an aura behind you, an aroma to essence you, a voice to make the universe speechless, a loneliness where you meet with yourself, a height of your deeds.....
I would love to hide in you because you want to have myself till your last breath. How can I leave you? How can I grave myself? I'll succumb the every drop of pain.
I'm here for you forever till Eternity.

Sunday, October 22, 2017

My wish to stay with you

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I'll never say to stay
In five-star
But wanna hillside
Gazing spread horizon
Holding your hand for hours.

No gifts from you
But wanna grab 
Something in your eyes,
Which wished for 
in balcony Last night.

Saturday, October 21, 2017

A Letter to MOM

Mummy,
I'm brimming over with pain. There is a vacuum around me even though having a high profile status.
I'm squeezed, wanna come to you, wanna stand firmly.
Call me as a child. 
I don't wanna see the word 'busy' in my dictionary again.
I'm yours only yours.

Monday, October 16, 2017

It's your ink.



 
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I poured it 
Through the pages 
For the years,

My words 
Your gleam, 

What do you think 
It's your ink.

Wednesday, October 11, 2017

Coffee with you

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Coffee 
is assumed 
good 
to regulate 
blood pressure 
but 
I experienced 
side effect also. 
Heart palpitates 
more than 
usual 
while coffee with you.

Monday, October 2, 2017

Wanna feel you In my arms

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Miss you at the same pace.
To grab your murmuring voice,
To collect some tranquility 
Of love shore.
You are use to 
Tease me,
As I
Use to miss you.
Wanna feel you
In my arms 
As offspring is over.
My pen is inking
Because somebody is 
Use to smile
On my kiddish love.
I'll come
When you get free.
I'll come 
When you need me.

Sunday, October 1, 2017

2 October

No armour,
No weapon,
We all are as safe as can be.
We all have to put
The word of non-violence
In our quiver
To avoid unpleasant moment.
Bapu is not still here
But his values are alive
To make us strong.
We should keep our spirit up
For the sake of ourselves.

Pencil as Missile...


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