Difficult Question
Building blocks of stress,
And mason was the threat;
A sight came of help,
But got lost as unforgettable guest;
Creative Girl’s World
The moment when I look,
Captures many eyes;
Eye in the view, view is in my eye,
The joy of its elegancy makes me fly so high;
Angel Of Darkness
Blur for first, got disappeared by last,
Mysterious was time, blindfolded with dark;
Love For Silence
My brain became a barren land,
And heart was facing drought;
Blossomed tricky noisy maize,
Lots of unpleasant templates;
Fish Out of Water
I will learn how to swim,
Deep beneath the drought with even burnt skin;
I can be the tin; I can be the bin.
But more than that I will never forget to swim;
Fear Of Life and Death
One moment it makes us laugh,
Another moment it makes us cry;
Sometimes we have to run very fast,
At some times we have to be a tortoise;
Miss You Dad!
Mind was not accepting reality,
Heart was feeling very proud;
Today he may not be alive,
But his efforts lie in the crowd;
He In Her
The world is behind me,
But I bend in front of them;
No one knows this mystery,
In every way I am hidden in them;
Fantasy: College Life
In Primary School…
No worries, out of rules,
Fun in breath and swings of mood;
Candies were my first love,
Chocolates made me feel so good;
City Life
Yes, it’s me
Wild fantasy,
To ride my bike
For a ramble on roads;
Cheerful majestic,
Breeze blowing my hair;
Under the light of
Sparkling stars;
That Eye Contact
A Moment… she raised Her
eyes met mine
Sunken in ease
Spoke millions of lines
Was I A Nark?
I…
Was the witness?
When he lost his life;
Overdosed he,
Mobilised evil eye
Only on me;
Mummy’s Luck 🤞🏻
Lucky me
Lucky you
We have our loving moms…
Not hung by
“Blood is thicker than water norm”
Home: Painted with Blood
That kitchen cooked rotten food,
To serve her in that terrible hell;
Her chapped lips marinated with blood,
Felt burnt at every attempt to touch;
Feminism’s Inner Voice
Can’t I fetch,
The cage of my dreams;
To hide it in secrecy,
Far from stubborn reach;
Place Of Memoirs
This place is a replica,
A record of our memoirs;
Look now you are not here,
But What I doing here?
Humanity and We
Humans are advanced beings to live,
But our existence is useless in the absence of humanity;
My Full Time Companion
Deep inside I have a connection with universal phase,
There is a power which exists;
Around me as an aura whenever I pray,
Unknown Speakers of Society
Why do they always suspect me?
Why can’t they ever be wrong?
Why do they keep bullying others?
Why can’t they be engaged on their own?
Creditors Of Environment
It’s nature actually which heals us,
Look at us who are pain giver;
It’s not human but still has humanity,
Being human, we are just unable;
Sense of Comparison
I’m compared;
Letting down is really,
Not my mood;
Someone’s zone can’t be,
Frame for me to fit;
Coffin: Self Arrest
Just hide me in anonymous Ash,
Make my presence into cage of absence;
Or plunge my breaths in cessation,
With bizarre frame of dejections;
Kindergarten Times
Those moments when I used to cry,
Even for a minute I didn’t leave my teacher’s eye;
Those moments as beaker made cookies in class,
When our faces full of flour made teachers laugh;
I feel blessed for…
Lost Soul: Alzheimer’s
Felt so lonely dumped into unwanted place,
Alzheimer’s was my companion at bridge of my old age;
I’m trying hard to take my soul back on track with me,
Even it’s terrible that no one is waiting for me on doorsteps;
Life: Unpredictable Guest
If u ask what is life,
Then I’ll say in present it lies;
Not in past, not in future,
It’s just reflection of mirror and illusion;
Paradox Of Choices
When someone is closest to you,
Must be very far from you;
When someone is far from you,
Might be there only for you;
Feminism 2.O
The wall whose mason are you,
With cement of preservative thoughts;
They are enough to make me claustrophobic,
They make me very suffocated in their tiny holes;
Me My Books in Nights
No matter if it’s 12:00 by night,
No matter if I am lonely figure;
Every flip of their pages,
Makes me fresh and curious…
Dreamt a Morning in Morning
Aroma of wet soil and fresh blooming buds,
Dragged me towards the inviting casement;
My face felt those rain drops with blush,
The dewy vision which I saw cherished my day with excitement;
Bleeding Hearts
Love and care are expectations,
Like the heart of poison;
From outside it is outstanding,
Deep inside its bleeding;