Retrospectively

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Retrospectively, I can sense

my failures

were never meant

to be successful

in the journey of life,

up and down

I was drowning

into the flood of war.

 

Retrospectively, I can understand

my weaknesses

were never too bold

to take the stand

against the dark

side of yours,

as you were peeling my skin

to show your audacity.

 

Retrospectively, I can see

why I went wrong

to dive into the new waves

so high and natural

to touch the deepest

emotions with calmness

to be craziest of all time.

 

Retrospectively, I can say

I was never like this

insane and wired

so much to explore

through the layers

of insanity and weirdness

still, contented and composed.

 

Even if, I am lost

I love this new dive

Taking me back

To the clusters of shine!!

 

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Retrospective



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Archaic beliefs!

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Walking alone

or with someone

giggling alone

or with someone

shining alone

or with someone.

We are all alone

in ourselves,

yet having so

many auras inside

in that alone time.

Surrounded by many

at times,

yet empty inside.

Proving others to be

right, yet guilty

inside.

Have to play

your own game,

either with

honesty or

lust,

you have

to pass the ball.

 

The terms may

be archaic for you

but change the

archaic beliefs

inside,

before changing them

outside!

 

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Archaic



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Take a break

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Pack your bags

Take a flight

To the dreams

Of wine.

 

Feel that wooziness

Creating much craziness

Was it a passion

Or a desire?

 

Break the rules

Not the laws

Love the people

Not the pretentious.

 

Take a break

From the love

From the hatred

From the schedule

To bump into the reality.

 

Leave the ones

Who ignore you

For the wealth of time

Hold on to those

Who want your time

In the craving of yours.

 

Take a break

From the pretentious

From the disappeared ones

Who appeared and disappeared

In the game of love.

 

Tell the world

To take a break

Not from your dear ones

But for the inner you

To soothe the senses

With the reflection of the tenses!!

 

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Disappear



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MY PHONE

 

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It’s ringing

again and again

to coordinate

with the time.

 

The cords

have connected

the right connection

after a while.

 

Its thin body

has flexible touch

often takes me

into the long

conversations.

 

What if, this

thin and tiny

tool escapes

from my life!

 

I would want

to have a taste

of golden era

with lots of

pride.

 

I admired and envied

this thin object

which can access

my experiences

with the names

on it.

 

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Thin



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Are you rebellious enough

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Are you rebellious enough?

To shake the world

To hang till death

To rub off the ribs

If it’s about your sister.

 

Are you rebellious enough?

To remove the clichés

To provoke the world

To evoke a sense of respect

If it’s about your mother.

 

Are you rebellious enough?

To protest against defaulters

To investigate the law

To prove that men can be innocent

If it’s about your brother.

 

The rebels shouldn’t be biased

Of the gender, caste or creed

End this myth

With a new beginning!

 

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The laughter

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It’s time to knock

Open the lock

Feel the happiness

In the emptiness.

 

The key aims to unlock

The sugar coated smiles

Creating much chaos

To imitate the last laughter

Of that time.

 

The laughter was

My friend in crime

Giggling together

With the precept

Not to shy.

 

It’s you and me with

Coated smiles and cries

Wandering the street, lost

To be upset

Or to be happy!

 

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Laughter


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Rapid fire round!

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He said,“ let’s play

rapid fire round

in a mystic way,

close your eyes

imagine the world

that shines up in the sky.”

 

She insisted on the fact

“ why to play this game?

when the glory is all set

to open the wings

of purity and divinity!”

 

Rapid is just merely

An intention of the mind

To start a game of requirement

The idea was to build

A trust of corner

In the beam of light.

 

Is it possible

Not to apply the conditions

Of the round

When the rapid

Was not your intention……!

 

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Rapid


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Guidance!

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Thinking that I have written the best,

rolling my eyes for the appreciation.

 

The mentor was quietly observing the chapter,

the red lines indicated the trouble coming near by.

 

Taking a deep breath to control my nerves,

the words were flying in my head to make a bridge of thoughts.

 

The mentor insisted on the explanations,

stating that the flow is hiding behind the over burdened words.

 

Squeezing the head to make little space for more words,

longing for the approval with the desire to cross the path.

 

The papers are falling from the table,

the books are all messed in the urge to have relaxation

but the voice came to finish before the deadline!

 

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Mentor


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You never fail to astonish me!

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You never fail to astonish me

With shining eyes

That deep eyeball

Rolling to start

A lovely gesture

Full of surprise.

 

You never fail to astonish me

With that silly grin

Seeking all my attention

To catch hold on my nerves

With an intention

To touch the heart.

 

You never ever fail to astonish me

With your weirdness

Matching the situations

To give an astonishing touch

With your warm arms

To adore the soul.

 

Even if you fail

You again astonish me

With your softhearted behaviour

Like a softness of palm

To give more reasons

To melt instantly.

 

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Astonish


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Loss and Profit

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What is Loss?

If the loss is

changeable

according to

situations!

The loss is

To be bankrupt

To be jobless

To be guilty

To be forgotten

Or the loss is losing

Your loved ones

In the fight of

Life and death.

 

What is Profit?

Wining a lottery

Lakhs in account

To be beautiful

Luxuries around.

Or the profit is

Having the dear

Ones around

Giving affection

And strength.

 

Loss and Profit

Depend on each other

To compliment the equation

For a luminescent outcome

In the reality of life

To give the luminescent

Mixture in the limelight.

 

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Luminescent


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Roller coaster

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On the roller coaster

I was feeling so high

Like a diamond

In the sky.

 

On the roller coaster

You and I

Were riding on a magical horse

full of treasures and pleasures.

 

On the roller coaster

Excitement was jumping high

My stomach was churning

With the crushing air.

 

On the roller coaster

The eyes were closed

With the wet hands

The water was churning

And the boat was moving

While coming down.

 

I had goosebumps

On this moving ride

Flying in an

Open air, holding hands

His presence made me

take an oath

Of togetherness.

 

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Churn


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O! thou scenery!

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O! thou scenery

thou emerged in my eyes

like dreams so high

I can feel the warmth

of thy shine, in the colours

of the sunshine.

O! thou nature

I explore the world

with the love of thy

warmth beneath my feet

The sky, the mountains

make me amazed, to explore

the depth of theirs.

O! thou scenery

the coziness in

thy open arms

is like a soft foam

why not to gather this foam,

to create an aura of love.

Exploring India, is

nevertheless bogus than

Europe, I told myself

while I was peeping

through the window.

O! thou scenery

thou art beautiful

like a princess

I asked, “why princess”

as thou art always

decorated with the

seasons of the nature.

Thou blush, thou shine,

thou cry, thou shout,

thou laugh with all

colours of life!

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Explore



Photo taken on road trip #exploring India

His radiant smile!

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His radiant smile is creating much nuance

of the feeling of being shy, every time his eyes

 

glitter with the wish to seduce the touch of the

innocence. His radiant confidence dare not change

 

the existing truth of mine, keeps me fully

charged to match his mind. His radiant aura has

 

a magnificent pleasure as the treasures of life, what

if, the pleasures turn to be little soggy on the path of

 

hurdles. The only satisfying fact is his radiant smile,

that every time gives me signal to forget the worries

 

of that time, which had restlessness at the back of mind.

One may have a shining skin to attract the first time but his

 

radiant personality needs no such thing, it’s only the

acceptance that keeps him radiant and different.

 

So let’s be radiant in this world with much acceptance

of the flaws.

 

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Radiant


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The Warning!

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She warned

He warned

They warned

Nothing came out

In the end.

 

The warnings

Were hiding

To betray

The angel

To teach

The lesson.

 

Why the lesson

Is learned

Only after

Being ditched?

 

She warned

He warned

They warned

But nobody

Had the daring

To play safe.

 

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Warning


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The betrayal

 

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The betrayal

is upset

with the result,

which came

after being betrayed

by the storms of life.

 

Who has valid

reason

the betrayal

or the one

being betrayed?

 

Who will tell

the truth

of the life?

 

The answers

feel shy

to face

the reality,

everyone is

right, it’s only

the time that

keeps shuffling.

 

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Betrayed


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On the beach!

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Under the sky

Where the waves rhyme

That noise was

Like a quartet

Of Beethoven

To my ears.

 

On the beach

Craving to grasp

His hands softly

And tightly

To feel the watery

Effect in his eyes

Like the touch of

His fingers

On my spine.

 

On the beach

The waves giggling

To come at my feet

Like I giggle

To kiss him with pride

When the drops of love

Singing the song

Of Beethoven.

 

On the beach

The sun kissed

Quartet, arranging

The love tune

To start a ball dance

Under the bright sky.

 

Slowly and gradually

The hot sand

Is getting cooler

With the wet love

Of the loving souls.

 

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Quartet


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Poetry to Micropoetry

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Poetry to Micropoetry

“my veins are still

flooded with light

to purify the blood

to pump the words

to flow in a rhythm

to dance with the functioning

of my body

so that the content

should fall in place

giving life to the verses

of my spine.”

 

O! my Micro poetry

you have the essence

of the contemporary

society.

But the ink is fighting

to decide the genre

in a decade 

as the literary world 

denies your existence 

in the world of expression

thinking it’s too micro 

to rejuvenate the rhythm

of the pages of life.

 

Nevertheless, every form of art 

is idiosyncratic in its own

why to collate each other

why not to lionise and fete 

your arrival as the bride 

of the handsome groom

on the red carpet!

 

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via Daily Prompt: Micro

Micro


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Inefficient

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Inefficient is the mind

When it’s loaded

With a sonnet of crime

A crime of love!

 

Teach my heart

Not to love

But to be lost

In the oceans

Of the crime.

 

The Shakespearean

Sonnet, gives me

The reasons

To fall for this crime.

 

Teach my ink

To write

“thou art”

not

“you are.”

 

Efficient is the mind

When the sonnet of crime

Becomes the expression

Of literature.

 

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Inefficient


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