The New Sunrise

A familiarity it seems I have

With the moment I am seeing

A conking evening it seems

Feeling the aroma; wishes & smiles caking

I have been through it before too

I have heard the voices similar

People’s handshakes & their chaining.

Pyrotechnic arts and fireworks around

Tiny little bells’ jingling fogbound.

Yes! I recall what it is

New year eve’s flock it is

A welcome to the coming year

Celebration at its beginning.

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Being Aspirer

Who is the one, that has come along,

Haven’t met distress, happiness among.

A seed is sown, a hope is grown

And when it’s a sapling, there comes blabbering

That one day it will grow, fruits it will show

Shadow will be around, pleasure profound.

And then it’s not hope, wider is its scope

Has turned into dream, an auspicious scheme.

Look the difference my friend, in small words I lend

That was the needle, you had selected

To sew your life, that was uncoordinated.

But the finger got pricked; your soul got tricked

Incidents that existed, has made strength go tested.

And if I am not wrong, you weren't played for long

You should be thankful, at least a handful

To the God that’s right, with whom we can’t fight.

What’s so nice, if you continue to slice
You know the pain, as it’s you who has the burn.

Look wider this time; and let life sublime
The life is real, which you must live with zeal,

You can’t skip the bad part, like life in reel.

You have earned something, a lesson to learn.

And it’s already so sad, so why let go further bad?

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I will come back

A kind of attachment I grow

Where ever I live,

My vacant hostel reminds something

And I dont wanna leave,

This is so, I believe.

However sweet the home is,

A kind of being myself is here,

Like the bolt on the door is.

And I have locked the door

with somebody inside,

And thats my lonely piece there,

Hauling its roar

Calling my name wide.

Why is it so sad

Among the smiles on the pad?

Hey! I will come back,

Wait for me,

Look for my imprints on rack.

I will turn,

With every setting sun,

For you only

My partner at my lonely.

Hey! I will come back. 

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I Am Alone...

On a crowded road,

I walked aside;

They leapt past me,

My existence at hide;

And then escaped a moan,

I am alone…

I got worried,

With their turmoil and despair;

I extended my hands to help,

But they cut them in pair;

And then cried the unfair loan,

I am alone…

I played the game,

Snubbed their rules wicked,

With my rules of moral fame;

But I lost and fell;

And then pained my broken bone,

I am alone…

I fell in love,

With a girl my first;

But she moved away,

Left my heart to burst;

And then screamed my heart sewn,

I am alone…

I don’t know,

How do I feel;

I don’t know,

What’s in the reel;

But then says my mind blown,

I am alone…

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Delusion of Love...

Once, I lived on a tree,

With everything green around

And other birds pretty.

An elegant view of hillock,

Where lived a little dunnock.

She came here,

Quite near;

She sang for us,

With no fear.

That day should have never ended;

When our eyes had met,

And she had smiled.

Tree had no bells,

But wind had chime,

With a voice so fine,

And a schematic rhyme.

Sunny galore of spring,

Had sent us warmth,

Clung with love in his ring.

And Cupid had sent Raven,

With flowers her favourite,

From garden of his heaven.

That day should have never ended;

When our eyes had met,

And she had smiled.

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I Found A Lonely Me...

Feeble dimmed steps,

Irradiated my eyes

Quilt’s beneath;

Awakened me

From lust in ream,

And broke the infatuated dream.

I moved to see,

I heard some heart throbs;

I found a lonely me.

It looked like day;

Or may be moonlight,

I say.

Fog with desire,

Impounded with ire,

Showed its love,

On my glassy window;

Their sexual intimacy,

Was there at show;

Passion in their cosmos,

Which I couldn’t mow.

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If I Could Fly...

If I could fly,

I would flee high,

Up into the sky,

Where every night is Diwali,

Resides our Almighty,

And his ruling ecstasy.

Where stars are lover,

Of their velvety cover.

Together they form

Constellations among,

Their vast spread out,

Astro miles away,

Their rapping gleams,

And albumen ray.

I sigh,

For if I could defy,

The heated 'Surya',

I would flee high,

Up into the sky,

To lift it up

From the green paddy,

And move it above

Up into the blue howdy.

You have your adorned 'Rath',

But still on every 'Chath',

Why you move slow

And delay in every go?

Don’t make devotees weak,

With your move slow

Again on this festive streak.

Bless us with light

With your intense bright,

Make us brave

And vanish our fright.

Don’t fold our wishes

Into pile of files,

Like those police cases

In our human races,

Which has no ending,

No justice;

And always kept pending.

This time, do some quicky,

Shower us with love

And some happy squeaky.

Or else I will fly,

I will fly high,

Up into the sky,

Where you live in your hive.

I won’t wait

And make my cries thrive,

I have learnt from my races,

So I won’t forget to carry,

A token of bribe…

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(Happy Festive lights, and a very Happy Chath Puja to all my friends... :) )

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My Nanny Granny...

Tucked up in saree nicely

Lit up with makeup lightly,

Fat around with emotions heavy

Lived here my nanny granny.

Does the divinity

And Supreme serenity

Reside in stony deity only?

I asserted

That they belong to my old lady.

With rich inside, and grace allied,

Here lived my nanny granny.

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