My Unexpected guest!!


It was when I was small,
That I dreamed few fantasies,
Pure, bubbly, sugary were they,
I wondered, would they ever happen as expected someday??

Aide, my heart was, embracing them tight,
Told them to wait till the right time,
As Destiny enfolds each imagination you aspire,
Just be patient to feel your desires...

Pace of life made me put them behind my back,
I got busy in the diary of my life,
Then one day something was knocking my door,
I opened it, my fantasies said, “Hello”!!

Cherished moments left their mark on the pages of life,
It was then; I sensed Sweet fragrance with sweet wine,
Said cheers to all my fantasies with whom i dined,
Who came as my unexpected guest in my life....

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I ‘m - “STILL”


Like fiords in the city,
My presence is always found in between,
I adjust between uncertainties of emotions,
But alas, can’t help myself....

In spite of everything is my meaning,
I’m the support, for the discontented feeling,
I scamper on the frame of mind,
I stand on the diving line...

Lost in the horde of words,
I try to find my identity,
But no matter if I’m like waifs and strays
I will continue to live this way...

I will always remain STILL,
Neglected, uninvited, problematic,
But STILL, my need for you can’t be ignored,
As I connect the words in the horde...

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MY ONE WiSH

Life show us scary things,
making us feel to shout and scream.
A moment, come and take everything away,
just like a burly ocean wave…

Mind gets choke,
and stabs hard the soul,
Tears get contaminated inside,
within heart, its pain that only resides…

Ears wish to be deaf,
to avoid listening to dreadful enough.
Like talks of someone’s last breath,
or failure of a desired success...

Seeing dried up and dead beat eyes,
on separation of a close beside,
or standing alone with the world outside,
which is full of unexpected joys and cry’s…

Mind fails to believe,
the story of this avaricious life,
where some, with ruthless brain,
always laugh on others pain…

Like minds of devils,
they are slaughterer of kindness.
Criminals for hating sympathy,
who kick trust and faith callously…

No matter in which moment I dwell,
whether in my joy’s or in any regret.
Whatever destiny gonna illustrate,
either against or in my favor,
My one wish from the power,
whom I keep the faith,is that,
even in no hope to win the race,
don’t make me so weak,that,
I take away my breathe,
and forever go to sleep, underneath……

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