Nightmare Of A Summer Painter!


Nightmare Of A Summer Painter
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Nightmare Of A Summer Painter!

He was afraid

The pitch was going to be drained

Where time became irrelevant,

Vision had lost its lifetime fuel,

Lyrics of the prime song became insignificant

Bounded by explicit or maybe, implicit rule

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The summer painter wondered all night

Thinking about the winter road,

Discoloring the substantial amount of ride

Just to sleep in the dream store

What to catch, where to hide

Struggling with overflow of ideas at the universe core!

A Beginner’s Guide to Become Human


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Day 14

A Beginner’s Guide to Become Human

With a white clean hankie and a leather bag,

She was standing on this empty road;

I was on the another side

Waiting for the rain to stop;

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She called me for help

But I pretend I couldn’t hear her;

She was crying out loud

And kneeling down to get my attention;

*

I looked down the aisle behind me

Just to find out the street was empty;

I picked up my leather jacket

but instead of helping I raced away to conceal my identity;

*

The perception of human enriched

To the point where we combine universe;

In this galaxy, far away, we claim to reach

But did we touch the soul within us?

National Poetry Writing Month

Keep Reading Keep Humming

Oh Happenings!


Oh happenings!

When are you going to stop

Airing my well-wished bubble?

When do you go, pack your bag

So behind the clouds, again I would stumble?

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Why is it hard for you

To grant me my precious pride?

Why do you say always

‘You just need more time’?

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Time is the only thing I bargain with,

Will someday the dream would come true?

The attire of my broken attitude is chipped again

And you say, don’t worry,

Something’s out there for you!

Ahoy Boy!


He is quite an ‘Ahoy’ boy,

Nuisance in his innocence

Has no sense of woe

Venturing for his essence

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Ideology never excites him

Instead, he visions for new personality

He is an insomniac

Failing on his skills, ah so lazy!

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He knows this indifference,

But dream paints him as crazy

He has to run, run for the mile

Seek for the triumph, eventually

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Oh teacher!

What if he demolished himself

On the path of his eventful journey

What if he chaotically found himself lost

On the verge of his stupidity

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I guess on that day

He would go awry

Try to reason with his misfortune

Tangibly hurt himself for his deficiency

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But hey Teacher!

He will mold himself again

Take blessing for specialty

Hustle for the amiss divine

Oh teacher, just give him the vitality!

Wish You Were Here


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On the edge of tomorrow

When you will be tormenting all my ideas

I will keep on breaking my nerves

And you would be busy refraining persona

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No matter where my soul would be burning

I will attempt to measure this longest distance

You could run, and run forever

Take a nap and continue breaking disturbance

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On this age of rain

I dig out the old pages just to preserve souvenir

I see you with my blinking eyes

And wish you were here!

Numb


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Numb

There is always one thing

About being happy all the time,

Either you really are

Or you fake it so wise.

I meet people,

Greet them when they tweet,

Treat them nice

But try to be less reactive.

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I look into their eyes,

Can identify expressions, actual or phony

And I usher both of it

With my controlled smiley.

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I wonder when they would catch me and debrief

Will ask why do I act so numb?

The answer would make them puzzled

Coz I always try to observe.

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People come and go from my life,

Leave so many questions.

I never, ever express to them

That I know the reason.

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All those changing faces around,

I can’t handle it in proportion.

So, instead of showing myself alone,

I live in moments, cheer it and deprive emotion!