Struggle to Survive


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Struggle to Survive!

Precious moment of my failure raga,

I reckoned to emphasize on my artistry.

They came in bunches and battled with me,

I decided to never break down in my territory.

 

The time was very difficult

But I had to face my fear bravely.

In a moment, the frustration lingered into my brain,

I was puzzled whether to fight or stop anonymously

 

Lots of people around were walking, talking,

All this noise annoyed me continuously.

I covered my both ears and shouted all over the world,

Ran like hell and laughed till my tears came out rapidly.

 

I looked everywhere for help,

Found nothing but defeated bunch of losers.

Suddenly, one gorgeous girl with blood stained face,

Extremely tired, smiled at me and went back to fight, pleaser!

 

I was exhausted, feeling sleepy,

So, pushed my body down and closed my eyes, me dreamer!

And I saw phenomenal lightening coming from white leaf tree,

One loud voice intruded into my eardrum, ‘oh fight you waster!’

 

I opened my eyes, enlightened,

I saw the same girl, struggling but looking at me.

I smiled at her and lifted my determined sword,

Hoped in again to the battlefield and kept myself free!

Excerpts from a girl diary


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Excerpts from a girl diary

Dear Diary,

<1>

You know when you watch a dream,

You want every single thing to be perfect.

It doesn’t matter it’s big or small,

You just have to keep pushing with your racket.

<2>

I have this very common dream like any other girl,

One day I want to become a queen.

Even though I am confused about my future

But I still want to flow with the stream.

<3>

I have very tiny, little feeling about him,

Ssshhh… He has no idea about all this.

You know like all boys, he is stupid,

So I play along and capture moments with him.

<4>

He seems very addressable to me

And also adorable when he looks at me.

I don’t know what he thinks about me

But I wish someday he would propose me.

<5>

Some days back he asked me for a coffee

But at the last moment, he called and said sorry.

I didn’t understand the whole incident,

Was it me or something really happened, oh darling!

<6>

I really wanted to skip this sad part

But oh dear, sweet diary, you have all rights to know.

So Other day, I was walking off the road, got a call

And I heard his voice, felt like someone played favourite song,

“I know you love me and I love you too

Please be happy, because I don’t live on earth anymore.”

<7>

Oh dear friend diary,

I can’t write much, I should better go now,

My tears are smudging my blood written words,

Just keep this secret inside you,

I had no choice but leave this lonely world.

Paint The Emotion Black


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Paint The Emotion Black

I don’t want to pry

But will you tell me the reason?

I have no money to buy

But will you sell me the emotion?

 

I kind of lost the connection

Will you help me to find out why?

My simplicity gives me complexion

Will you teach me how to comply?

 

Back in the past,

Suddenly, I was kicked from the friendship tree,

I kept on smiling to let them take me back

But they never had time to listen to my plea.

 

On the tip of musical chanter

My words got out of sync, ah sweet!

They judged the whole scenario dubiously,

Instantaneously started calling me creep.

 

Eventually, I leapt myself up

And searched for the magic colour,

I painted my reason blue

And mixed my emotion with black dropper.

Now, I, a simple man,

Out of eagerness,

Living a normal life

In the numbness.

Second Chapter Emotion turned Orange click here

A Letter to Confess!


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A Letter to Confess!

Wouldn’t it be good

If I look at you all day, keep my pain aside,

Wouldn’t it be great

If you keep talking all day with your felicitous smile,

 

Wouldn’t it be fair

If I am nowhere around and you feel my presence,

Wouldn’t it be pleasant

If you hold my hand and break the awkward silence

 

Oh honey, I remember those cupcakes

Which you saved it for day just because I love it

Looking for me all over, keep texting me like crazy

Just because you heard I was hit by something.

 

Those non-posted secret letters with you

Where everything is written but my name,

You were tired of restless work whole week

But still chat with me for hours and talk about rain.

 

Oh honey! I heard you

When you said you love me,

I heard you

When you said you have nothing but me,

I read you

When you said you will be ok without me.

 

Oh honey! I might be stupid

But not so stupid to leave you behind,

I might be confused about the future

But not so confused to say

‘I love you more than my life’!

Oh Loneliness, Dance with me


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Oh Loneliness, Dance with me!

Walking down the street,

Minding my own business,

Keeping the sound track on my head

And observing people appearance.

 

They all come and go,

Happy, sad or some familiar faces, you know,

Some might ignore you,

Some you want to ignore to,

Some would have two-face smile for you

But they all look good though.

 

One pearly eye girl

Sitting on the table, waiting, oh princess!

Behind your back

Some guys are talking like hell, oh my goodness!

What’s app girl, workaholic man,

Rough-tough dude is talking stupid and giggles.

 

Suddenly,

I stopped walking,

And those people around me,

Just paused for the same exact moment, amazing!

My nerve felt amused and blessed

Finally I burst out laughing

Got to know:

Either you walk with your world

Or you die lonely!

Oh, Nice Guy


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Oh, Nice Guy!

A random rugby game of this stupid world,

If ­you think of a straight way,

An honest ingredient mixed with lot of sweetness,

Lemony coolness and a shy solace,

Then only one question for you

Aren’t you a nice guy?

 

You understand almost everything,

You provide help in no time,

Sometimes you are ‘Sorry’, even for no despite,

You say ‘Thank you’ for small assistance you find,

So let me clear this out for you,

Aren’t you really a nice guy?

 

A girl you fell for,

A girl you adore,

A girl you love for all your life

But you can’t say the magic line,

Because every next day she smiles and says

How come you are such a nice guy!

 

A pleasant talker,

A silent listener,

Consistent on his mannerly behaviour,

Perfect definition of an idiotic picture,

Oh my god! Truth seller,

Anyhow, it’s good to be a nice guy!