A Dream Before You Sleep


21Apr - A Dream Before You Sleep

A Dream Before You Sleep

Oh the mammoth sun stroke

Has now dawned upon them!

And with a dull lackluster gesture,

The humongous monsters are snatching the gem.

*

The gullible prince of a red kingdom

Frowned upon the firefly

Which are gliding from the sky

The boy has shown the tenacious fight

Bleeding through those giants

But the flying creatures

Atrociously attacked him with the paced ride

*

Is he defeated,

The one with too many adversaries,

Lying there for them

To exhaust ‘your’ brain and energy?

*

Will you get up again

For another lime of time?

Could you count the number of smaller wins

Every time you stride?

Answer tomorrow, once you wake up

Rest till the end of this dusky night!

21st poem of NaPoWriMo 2017 series!

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A Letter underneath My Pillow


A Letter underneath My Pillow

It’s hard to say the exact word now
What I used to say in those days
But I must try to hear it in my mind
And spell it out for you if you forget
*
The bus stop, the mingling park
The laughter club and the rooster annoyance
I made my hardest effort
Not to feel your presence
*
But like the unstoppable political crunches
Your thought has embodied in me
And I can’t fake it as normal anymore
“You are my shadow and I am your blink
Give my empathy to the light
They are not true like you and me!”

A Filament of Philosophy


He taps on everyone’s mind

And listens to what’s inside him;

She thinks of a leaf reaching to the ground

And tries to feel the texture in it;

*

A series of filaments

Keeps emitting the source of knowledge

Both unravels the idea attached

And transcends it into a creative phase

*

At times, they both smile

While watching the old memories

He ticks the box of chocolates,

She crunches the chocolate boxes;

*

Hindrance what they often used to find

Let it strain their hearts in agony

They forgot the meaning of those interactions

And immersed their heads in the ‘being practical’ philosophy!

Found You, Maybe!


Found You Maybe - 21

Found You, Maybe!

Chased you,

Crossed you,

Mimicked you,

Smiled at you,

Looked at you,

*

High on this passionate moment

But didn’t forget to blink at you,

Lifted my hand to touch you

Real, indeed real it is;

Those beautiful dazzling eyes of you!

I had to measure my height

So, came closer to you,

Just like the glorious historical tale,

Wondering what to say to you;

It was hell of heat out there

But I flickered to show my coolness to you;

*

Silly, it may be,

But you are the key to discover ‘me’,

Possibly, the dearest one,

Yes, you are the one!

Lost somewhere between pick and choose,

I, for the true love, finally kissed you!

21st poem of NaPoWriMo 2016 series!

How passionately you love! No matter how many times we write the same old love story it still feels refreshing every time. Does this remind you anything at all?

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An Awkward Confession


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An Awkward Confession

The wire of sentiments

Are filled in the people’s heart

They teach you so many lessons

But failed to process on the real quad

*

While putting the armour around their waist

They seek to believe on all those positive signs,

But when it’s time to fight

They will run back to the simple life

*

Huh! It must’ve been hard to

Make a void in their loop

With a pint of truth and cowardliness

They seem to be happy by peeping through their hoop

*

Between ‘The Sour Taste of Success’

And ‘The Juicy Sweetness of Failure’

They choose nothing.

And they sing a wishful song during their tenure

*

You could sip your plain coffee

By ignoring a spoon with a big sugar cube

Just need a bit of courage to dream

and avoid the future-awkwardness of facing You?

I Found a Penny


I Found A Penny

Day 21

I Found a Penny

Standing on the metro street

He was looking for something,

In suit-boot and tie

He seemed very rich;

*

On his up and down movement

People started staring,

With his constant wasted efforts

He looked extremely worried;

*

I crossed the road by covering 24 yards

Tossed myself to make the appearance,

He noticed but waited for my question,

“Which path goes to the st. Mark Mansion?”

*

To continue his search process

He pretended like he was in hurry;

“Did you lose something?”

“Yes, a Penny. My Lucky Penny!”

*

I thought for a while,

“Can I have his penny?”

I reached to my left pocket

To offer him my penny

*

He turned up his eyes with a proud smile

And In sunshine, his face was fading

“Oh great, you found it?

From now, this will be your lucky penny!

Keep it.”

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A Walking Boy


A Lost Lyric

Day 20

A Walking Boy

I was walking in a garden

Like people cut in a second

One hundred trees;

The lane was clear

And my muse was empty

But I found there a sweet honey bee

I took her for the helping hands

But she bit me

And got her free

My mind was confused

My pain was killing

And the rain fell down like tip-tip-tee

I closed my eyes

And enjoyed the rain

But the lightening strike made me to flee

Now I was walking on a street

Like people run on a life

To become rich

My friend once said

Life is a song and we all are singer

Then why don’t you just sing with me?

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