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उम्मीदों के इस शहर में
कुछ उड़ान सपनों के
कुछ ढलान कोशिशों के
कुछ के इरादे हैं बुलंद
कुछ के लड़खड़ाते हुए कदम |
आवारगी उनके धुन में
साज़िशें लिए तशरीफ हैं |
गुनाहों के पुल बांधे
जाने कितने शरीक़ हुए |
फूंक फूंक कर कदम रख
हो ना जाए चूक कोई |
छलांग मारते हर पल
कीमत जिनकी हाथों में |
सरफिरे मुसाफिर भी हैं यहाँ
चलते रहना जिन्हें आता है
आगे क्या हो इससे बेखबर
बेखौफ चलते ही जाना है |

©cocoadark

_harsha_madhuri_ 2w

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Lion

We call him king ....
Not because he is dare ....
Because , he disarms his fear...
©_harsha_madhuri_

_bikash_k 3w

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A NOTE TO MYSELF

For I'm so in love with you
For I see my muse in you
For the hyms I hum with you
For the warmth I feel in you
For I'll fulfil my dream with you
For I'll reside within you
For you are me and I'm you
I came through and I'll go by you
For I'm the peace in you.
©_bikash_k

prothoma 4w

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Before

Before you turn into a mould, find your curves and folds.
Before you try to change the world, try to change the person in your role.
Before you try to act naive and caring, try to cut out the hypocrisy in your veins.
Before you call some one undeserving, figure out what did you do to build your hay.
Before you call out names being jealous, find out what made you astray.
Before you scream for attention, find out if the hoot is genuine or fake.
Before your agonize your failure, find out what did you burn to preach and pray.
©prothoma

prothoma 4w

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Anomaly

I do step aside when I feel I don't fit in, mostly they step aside because of their thinking.
I am blessed with sarcasm and wit which hits right on spot, I don't need to intend when they knew what they sought.
It amuses me and makes me pick on these carricatures, their ego and esteem must be so fragile to get impacted by these banters.
I don't need to laugh on these modest mistakes, I feel important that it matters what I say.
I know these frenzy of likes and dislikes can make you crazy, but don't lose hope darling this circus is hilarious in your god awful kitty.

©prothoma

palmtrees_poetry 5w

I am not asking you to stop running;
Please don't mistake me;
What I mean is that you must stop once
in awhile when the breeze is gentle
and you just want to sit
and stare at the waves hitting the shore

What I also mean is that you must
occasionally attend to the scars beneath your feet
Scars caused by the sharrred pieces of you
that you worked so hard to conceal

I am not asking you to be afraid
I see through those flashbacks in your eyes
Loved and in love some time ago
Only to be humiliated and traumatized

Take in the saltiness of the air
Bury your feet in the sand
Lavish in this temporary tranquility
Before you decide to be off again

And, should you ever grow tired of running
Your legs too weak to carry you afar,
Think back to this here, utopia
Where, once upon a shoreline ago
You almost believed in who you are !

©palmtrees_poetry

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The Run Away...

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palmtrees_poetry 5w

I wish I were a bird
Free flying through the world
Amidst this lockdown and virus
I'd be high up twirling in the horizon
Gliding effortlessly
Defying gravity

I wish I were a bird
Soaring with powerful wings
I'd flutter through the covers
Peaking into claustrophobic houses
Then as soon as I'd tire
I could rest by the branches
Changing each view as I wish
Not dictated by a remote and its batteries

I wish I were a bird
Emancipated from this human world
Free of its hate and poison
Just living my life in the moments
Following the colours of life
Finding out where the earth meets the sky

Oh ! How I wish I were bird...

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how I wish I were a bird...

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The Sad Bride

I wish it were...you
that I'd be walking to...
down this aisle

©palmtrees_poetry

gwencanfield 6w

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Whole Holy

My sin, is never heard Or seen before my jury. I come as one That's never sinned, As one that's whole holy. God placed around My neck he did. He gave me a coat, A coat of many colors, One that others before Me have shared Prophets long ago I am not them. I am much more humble. But I do wear my gift With full appreciation. I am an ordinary woman With an extraordinary God. A God so full of Overflowing abundance, Peace and love.His name even means The gift of life. And to hear it said Is too strong for us. It is worship so pure, Inhabiting my praises My heart consumes With only you, This worlds so loud I must daily escape Go out on my own To find the solace. His peace and quiet That I now call home It feeds my soul Like a sheep's Favorite grass. God as my Shepherd Restoring me as one He is so mighty. He made the world With just his breath And holy word. It holds such power, Its almost terrifying To any who can see The line drawn down, That is covering The border of a chasm Where distance from My sin and hell Was written on deaths tomb. Hells no grave No power does it hold Like bounty over me now My price you see By choice and grace Jesus Christ himself paid.
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jacque_maina 7w

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Unrequited love

This unrequited love
all starts with falling
at first glance
the butterfly effect on the stomach
every time eyes make contact
that red flush on the cheeks
and increased heart beat
I must admit all this leaves one
yearning for more
unrequited love
only that things are super
different
there's no more here
there's nothing to be yearned for
nothing to be reciprocated
it's said that love is a two way traffic
unrequited is a one way traffic
that leaves nothing
but a longing
broken heart
full of expectations
but reality strikes hard
reality is what we live for
and untill then
does true love come in
©jacque_maina

manjunath_s_murthy 7w

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Sober again

She came
at night,
poured a little
love
to my tender
heart
and I got drunk
all night
from her
love.

When she
left
in the morning,
my heart was sad,
I was sober
again
and the worst part was
I didn't do
anything
about
it.

©manjunath_s_murthy

ankur_kanaujia 7w

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manjunath_s_murthy 8w

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Absence

What a heart-wrenching feeling
to miss your presence by my side.
Now I understood what I had,
what I lost. And it all made sense,
you were the light at the end of the tunnel
and I was in love with darkness.

©manjunath_s_murthy

manjunath_s_murthy 8w

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sandyblue 8w

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Loving you was Salt, yet Chocolate

People say love is universal, I confess
My love is within an hamlet
I stroll to the temple pond
With a book in my hand named " War and Peace"
With a sickle on her hand, she moved like a gentle breeze
Lotus is in the pond was envious about her beauty
The unripe mangoes ripped when she looked at me
Our eyes interlocked
I was lost in her deep blue eyes
Her eyes followed the flow of blood viens in my eyes
There was a soft breeze in the air
Couple of leaves wither upon her hair
I had seen gorgeous women only in novel
With a white shoulders posing like an ulta model
They usually describe with their glossy hairs
She was contrastingly charming in her red saree
Rings of palm eaves adorned her ears
She sneakpeek the book and said Comrade,
I have read Tolstoy, such a beautiful song written by Leo with a radiant smile;
Her innocence was haunting me like the long Egyptian river Nile;
I held her hand and asked her name she said JENNY
I was in a bewilderment cause my mom named me MARX
Thousands of butterflies flying in the air
Jenny and Marx are newly blessed pair
Her innocence is like salt, though it is salty without salt your food is incomplete
Her beauty is like a dark chocolate which is rare no kind of caffeine can compete
The love we both exchange is so innate
Loving you is salty yet you are a chocolate
©sandyblue

sandyblue 8w

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Loving you was Salt, Yet Chocolate

People say love is universal, I confess
My love is within an hamlet
I stroll to the temple pond
With a book in my hand named " War and Peace"
With a sickle on her hand, she moved like a gentle breeze
Lotus is in the pond was envious about her beauty
The unripe mangoes ripped when she looked at me
Our eyes interlocked
I was lost in her deep blue eyes
Her eyes followed the flow of blood viens in my eyes
There was a soft breeze in the air
Couple of leaves wither upon her hair
I had seen gorgeous women only in novel
With a white shoulders posing like an ulta model
They usually describe with their glossy hairs
She was contrastingly charming in her red saree
Rings of palm eaves adorned her ears
She sneakpeek the book and said Comrade,
I have read Tolstoy, such a beautiful song written by Leo with a radiant smile;
Her innocence was haunting me like the long Egyptian river Nile;
I held her hand and asked her name she said JENNY
I was in a bewilderment cause my mom named me MARX
Thousands of butterflies flying in the air
Jenny and Marx are newly blessed pair
Her innocence is like salt, though it is salty without salt your food is incomplete
Her beauty is like a dark chocolate which is rare no kind of caffeine can compete
The love we both exchange is so innate
Loving you is salty yet you are a chocolate
©sandyblue

manjunath_s_murthy 8w

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sandyblue 9w

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Sky is blue

Hey, pal this is our world
Which our ancestors preserved
We sing along with the cuckoo bird
We were farmers at times we rear shepherd
Lying on the green pastures with a pensive mind
Our roots are so deep to trace the humankind
How adorable is the blue sky,
We humans born enjoy and die
At times even the clouds mourn for us
The slow chill gentle breeze caress
Our ancestors dined with the nature
They hide from predators and showes love to every creature
They can prophesy the coming future
Until the sky remains blue
Until the presence of the dew
The humanity shows is progression
In this world there is no place for aggression
©sandyblue

manjunath_s_murthy 9w

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Strange dream

I had a strange dream last night,
I heard a chorus 'rest in peace'.
Alas! I was dead in my dream.
My blood settled, my body turned cold,
my heart slept in peace and
my immortal soul with angels lives.
Ah me! How sweet to imagine
death before actual death.

©manjunath_s_murthy

pradnya_c_02 6w

While this 'love',
We all yearn for,
Keeps eluding you,
As you chase it,
In vain, through
Online dating apps,
Clubs and bars,
Books, restaurants,
Fantasies & dreams,
Numerous attempts
At a new friendship
Deliberately struck
With a hope to see it blossom
Into what we 'think' is love...
The proverbial butterfly
That you cannot
Catch hold of;
You'll find instead
Deep inside you,
Bubbling, ready,
Quietly waiting, to
Gush through you,
As you keep trying
To merely pour it
On someone else
Even before you
Have had some of it
For your own self.

©pradnya_c_02

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