It’s Coming!


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It’s Coming

No wonder the sun shines upon my life,

And it was not ordinary;

I stumbled on the rising streak

And it was not timely;

Heads up fellas, it’s coming!

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Heed the advice of an old tree,

Let the rain makes the decision;

Yet I am supposed to grow up in this heat

And trust on my words setting vision;

Heads up fellas, it’s coming!

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Exemplary on its core of the curve

Who claims to read the nature of distinguishableness?

Right from the beginning it hid its identity

And here I am expressing indifferences;

Gear up fellas, it came!

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Vindictive for the unaccountable truth,

Lack of empathy, no prayers are granted,

I, for the love of demon, pulverize those malicious souls

And won’t stop until all are obliterated!

Fellas, it’s a new beginning after doomsday!

Madly Deeply Heartily


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There you are

Sitting at the cloudy dark corner,

Away from the fashionable world,

Abandoning all the hideous torture,

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Penetrating every single emotion

Within the pretentious cup of smile,

For the good or bad

Mistakenly, I forgot you for a while;

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Consider this my apologies to you,

I am lighting up a candle

On my deeply red clown nose

To feel the heat, to make you laugh and to mumble;

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Hey, there you are

Standing over the sun hysterically,

Miming the rising star of this wax age,

Quoting love: madly deeply heartily!

The second day of #NaPoWriMo 2016 challenge. If you would like to read some articles you can visit at my other blog: Keep Reading Keep Humming

How did you feel reading it? Tell me on a comment section! See you tomorrow with a new poem.

Where Are You, Now?


Waiting to Fall In Love Again

Where Are You, Now?

Waiting to see the moon turning blue again

Waiting to pick the flower with the fragrance of moon

Waiting to hear your favourite tune on guitar for the flowery hours

Waiting to fixate my eyes on phone while breaking the guitar

Waiting to go in the rain while dropping tears over the phone

Waiting to live in the moon again after the rain

Where are you, now?

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

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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

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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

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Between ‘The Sour Taste of Success’

And ‘The Juicy Sweetness of Failure’

They choose nothing.

And they sing a wishful song during their tenure

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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?

An Affectionate Syndrome


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An Affectionate Syndrome

Mystified by the churning totem, oh beauty!

Someone must defy her existence.

What are you, a wonderful serendipity?

In this life, I must magnify your presence.

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I always confine myself to swim in this sky,

Wander naked and whistle for the ‘Mango Tree’.

But given the circumstances, I comply and fly.

Memory makes me want to jump again and be free.

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The dilemma of having you becomes inedible jelly.

Deep inside me, it must implode.

Oh, I still adore you for complementing my wishful journey!

Regret – why didn’t I meet you before?