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Friendship | English Poetry
Friendship | English Poetry
I don’t know how?
I don’t know what?
The only thing I understand is that those are my soul-part
To those who were there to believe,
To those who were my relief,
Those who faced life as I did,
Who believed in the life I lived,
Laughed at me, who laughed with me,
Who planned their life with my destiny,
Gave me stress, who gave me pain,
Who were there to balance for the same
Stood for me, never misunderstood me,
Who taught me to live, taught me to love,
Taught me to be strong, In any way, the life evolves,
To those, who promised me to be there,
Whenever life gets difficult to bear
Who taught me the meaning of FRIENDSHIP then
Taught me that life just better when travelled in the same ship,
I don’t know life would have been what?
Better or fair?
IF you were not there?
But neither do I need to think that, nor did I want to care?
Because you were, you are and you will be there.
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The Desire | Poetry
The Desire | English Poetry
In a life full of frustration,Each one living here has more and more ambitions,
Some want to love, some wants feel,
Someone wants to make big, some want to heal,
Someone wants to dance, someone wants to sing,
Everyone wants something,
That might not have been heard or seen,
Each one is able, Everyone is capable,
To dance, to sing, to act and to think.
But why it still goes flat?
Why only a few climb the heights, the rest just rest.
It’s because of,
THE DESIRE
The desire, the need,
The desperation, the greed,
Is what makes you succeed.
It’s the climbing hard in the night when others sleep,
It’s when others take rest, you take a leap.
It’s when others just think and you actually act,
When others find it hard, you easily adapt.
When others give up, you give in.
Believing your work –worth believing,
Neither the noise of insult effects nor the applause of praise,
You just go on, giving what your work demands,
With a content heart and smile on your face.
You work for your work, you live for it,
You want it to succeed, you give for it
It’s in your manner, in your act,
In your character, in your deed
That desperation, that greed
That desire, that need
That makes you succeed.
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I am I | Poetry
I am I | Poetry | English
To the world which praises me high,
The people who blame me hard,
Those who consider me great,
And to them who make me feel apart,
To all those views that people share,
To them, this is what I think,
This is what I care,
I was, I am and I will be the same,
The person in me, unaffected by the name.
In me, I believe,
For my soul, I live.
My thoughts guide me,
My acts define me
I have a life and I live for it,
….
Untouched of what it might lead to being.
Today is what for I am known
Yesterday is not for regret, It’s gone
Tomorrow is not today so I leave it alone.
We are here together,
But what’s our fate?
Believe or not,
But I exist to you till we relate,
Once over, It will be no one.
You, me and everybody will be unknown
In the crowd, we will be on our own,
Searching for ourselves,
To understand and to be known.
Neither the memories will work, nor the feelings will react,
The time once gone, Is better to forget,
I Have rules, I have ethics
I follow them, I repeat, I avoid them or I leave
That’s up to me and that’s my wish
What you think is not what I care
The pressure of your thoughts is not what I bear
I say what I feel,
It may hurt you or it may heal
I am blunt, I dare,
I talk with honesty, and that’s rare.
You, we are particles of clay,
Made to exist and then decay
We are here, to run,
Once over, we are done.
Lone we came, Lone will be the End
None shared the birth,
None will share the death
It is hard but a Fact.
I know this and I feel it.,
So I don’t just leave life instead I live it.
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The Chaotic Mind | Poetry
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In the land of emotions,
Words cry
The pen Lies
The face speaks the vivid truth,
For every word spoken, the soul dies.
Who am I?
It is the society that takes a call,
Else, for me, it becomes difficult to survive.
The mind thinks what the eyes perceive,
Right or wrong are just let by…..
Nakedness is no more naked,
An abstract layer covers it thereby.
Each thought is justified by an ideology,
No ideology comes with a reason behind,
Blind with the eyes open, the human moved,
Who is following whom, no one asked, no one cared
Fear of diversion caged them in themselves,
Everyone knew, hence no one dared.
The “feel” in love is just shallow and hollow
Commitment now has various stages to follow.
“Cleavage” became a topic of debate
Making the soul of a Rape victim’s mother bate.
Tolerance became a point to prove,
Intolerant ways for that were approved.
Living a lifeless life, we survive
Doing things our soul doesn’t approve, we thrive
Mind, not heart, makes the eyes moist
To burst out loud and fall apart is the need.
In all this cacophony of the crowd, innocence is denied,
Unable to survive, it eventually died.
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Melody in cacophony | English Poetry
Melody in cacophony | English Poetry
The journey stopped when the light went red,
Clouds were harsh, the night was dead,
The thunder was at its best, the rains were about to take the test,
Burning were the car lights, screaming were its horns,
Shouting was the entire crowd, waiting to move on.
Soon the droplets began, making the chaos at the best it can.
I was at odd, totally dry,
Unaware all those activities going nearby,
All those sounds didn’t matter at all,
I was in love at the first rain fall.
In my car I was smiling,
At the girls gossiping and giggling
At the a small boy who was laughing
The clouds which were roaring with rain,
At the voices which were going, were going in vain
Nothing was about to matter once the light would go green,
No hustle, no rustle, no anger and no screams,
It was just a glimpse of time,
To wait with patience to get the dime,
At the end, Everything was and will be same,
Hope with patience and let the time play its game.
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Melody in cacophony | English Poetry
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