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Let me fly..! Up in the sky.


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Air is my path,
Space is my home,
I am born to struggle,
I am born to live.

Cage is not where I wanna live,
Luxurious it may be,
But I am born with wings.

Golden grains or juicy water,
You’ll may give in.
My desires is all about to,
Satisfy my heart within.

Not for the restrictions,
Not for the imprisonment,
Not even for puppets,
I am born for contentment.

categorized, POEMS

Its Growing Dark..


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Walking through the dim light,

On the path that’s bleeding red.

Legs stepping forward in lane,

With disgraced and dull pain.

Breathlessness along with strokes,

Shivering and fatigued brain.

Loss of pain and loss of senses,

Moving as if in constant tenses.

Past images, Present’s fact,

Future’s all miserably black.

No light, No shiny breeze,

Just sucking my life within.

There is fear and there is hope,

It’s Growing Dark,

For moving out not a single scope. 

It’s Growing Dark,

Capturing and Captivating me.

It’s Growing Dark,

Killing me apart.

“It’s Growing Dark… have lost all my paths.”

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Its an April fool day!!! :(


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Silent afternoon and quietness prevailed,

Busy with my typing and surfing insane,

Tired with the morning test,

 Laziness of the noon,

I got called, it said “Mummy”,

Smiled with joy to attend,

“You’re in hostel”, she inquired,

I jumped off the bed with a yes,

Off I went and opened the door,

They said, they are down instead,

The eagerness to see them here cherished,

As I marked the button of the lift to come up,

It clicked they made a fool, it’s April fool day.

Heart sunken and stepped towards my room,

I blubbered on phone but now its gone,

They laughed and giggled and smiled there; I heard,

But here all alone I missed them to much.

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“MISSING YOU ALL SO MUCH – HOME”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

It felt great when I sensed they came to meet,

But it was just a prank to play on this April eve.

I smiled, began typing this….

Indeed today is APRIL FOOL DAY!!!

 

“HAPPY APRIL FOOL DAY….!!!!”

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categorized, POEMS, THOUGHTS

”Studies are the best sleeping pills”


Questions in my hand,

Answers all in boos,

Plenty of them to read,

From where to start, “I am just taking a look”.

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As I begin the first sentence,

My head tilts a bit more often,

As I finish the first paragraph

My head wonder about for, “What was the first?”

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Slowly I get into it and start to recollect,

As few hours passed,

My back started to bend,

Than unconsciously I lay on bed.

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Books as my pillow,

Eyes feels dull,

Blinking in each second,

Struggling to widen.

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Than the laziness came over,

Books closed and bed-sheet as my cover,

With a second I fall asleep,

Why does studies feels like, “The Sleeping Pills”?

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