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Best Poems Written by Anjali Gandhi

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No Deeper

Words today fail me 
My hurt left inside 
Wrapped into red blanket 
Suffocating to die 
It would not work 
Will it? 
Not telling what pains 
But how can I say it 
When it’s an unfamiliar lane 
I don’t know the end 
Nor the start of this path 
What has happened to me 
To my heart 
Why it hurts so much 
For things unknown 
I have not dared to see 
What was shown 
The fear shackles my skin
Rattles my bone
Why choose a companion 
In the end you leave alone 
Bitter taste of the truth 
Lies on the tongue unfazed 
A sting to remind 
Reality in misty haze 
Bottomless well of sorrow 
It pulls you in fast 
Dive no deeper than that 
it is here to last.

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My Beauty

My beauty was a pledge I took 
Beauty hidden in plain face 
In the small secured, kind place 
Beauty beyond what was seen 
What I had become from what I had been 
From the impaired to the mended 
Something that surpassed all the barriers
The kind of beauty that chooses its carriers

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Unrequited Love

Love that finds no means to return 
Stays stuck in a void
Of what if’s and what nots
It makes a loop of an unending cycle 
Only to be broken and lay 
Spattered 
No guilt, no promises 
Love that only goes on one path 
Is forgotten to all others
But oneself
It carries the faith 
Of a thousand loyal devotees
For a god made of cold stone
Staring down on those at his feet 
You only a speck in a pile of dust 
Love only given
Is a story of nightmares
Tugged into bed of the darkest nights
With tears of smoke 
And smiles of glass
No trace of what had stayed 
And what hadn’t 
It is the utter helplessness
And the strength 
To do what one must 
To live with a burden 
Worthy of skies
While not pouring out 
The thunder and the cries.

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Love

In a society 
that has always seen love as reckless and impulsive 
I have tasted a different dish, 
a side that is usually not explored
With sweet touches and sweeter words 
Cautious of effect they have, 
With distance so less and yet so more 
Miles have to be yet travelled on this road 
With gestures that speak more than one can 
Beating heart is all I can hear 
And his voice 
With smooth edges of smiles he cannot hide 
And a smirk tracing the tease in the comment 
Of eyes that touch the deepest parts of me 
Hidden not by clothes but by skin 
Of the warmth that spreads within 
I have glazed at the bump in his check 
With the desire to see his face dipped in smile before pleasure
The love that is careful beyond measure 
Because it knows it is the stick of support to stand 
And the curves of lives at each end point 
A surprise wrapped with faith in all 
That has to the ability 
To make someone happy 
To make someone sad
I have seen love being handled
Like a child in the womb of mother 
A bubble made for comfort and growth 
Without pain and grief 
And it a pleasant way of seeing it
which is criticized so much for the rush it gives. 
Love like that warm comfortable home
carrying a tired sad soul.

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Failure

My greatest failure was that 
I never had enough of them 
I chose the last seat 
The second best 
Tried hard 
But never harder 
I flew with my wings 
Close to ground 
Safe in the knowledge 
That the fall will never hurt 
Never really understanding 
The beauty of the sun 
The blaze of risking 
All that I had
 So that the weak bones of mine 
Could burn away 
with the ability to shine

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Agony

Tell me words, words of pain
Of broken abandoned lanes
Dreams you dreamt 
In the cover of night
Have you lost all that
Ever made you bright?
Do you whimper from wounds
That never heal? 
Do you also swallow taunts 
At every meal?
Do you eyes swell 
from tears?
Has it ever become 
Too much to bear?
I want to hear your 
Bitter laughs and broken smiles
So let me stay
 for some more while 
as you stand beneath the 
burden of skies
trying to survive 
one of a thousand lives.

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Dreamer

When the water sang fire
Sweet roaring flames engulfed 
And molded into melodies
Of a dreamer 
From a far away land
I heard it speak words of love 
Of guilt and regret 
Choosing to let go 
Before every holding it, 
Marveling its beauty.
Greed embedded and woven 
With each wave who dared 
To touch the hot passion
Anger of the red perishing under the blue
While it looks fiery swimming underneath 
Water and fire blended 
Into a sky that bled heavy 
Drops fall and carcass 
The dry swollen skin
Who hides the soul-
Of a lover and a dreamer 
Of what had been and will never be again 
Of the joy and the pain 
Of all that lost for no gain
A warrior fallen before the battle
Fallen from the grace of skies 
To the water that sang of fire.

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Let Go

As you pull your hand 
Out of mine 
I want to hold tighter 
Onto the slipping shine
You will go 
But not go alone 
You take my smile 
And my heart 
All I felt 
All I could not 
Practical and precise 
you ended it all 
If you ask me 
I am still unsure of the call
Because you might 
Not be what I deserved 
But I certainty will wish you again 
if I did it once more
you were 
the laugh 
and the shout 
the tears I could not stop 
you are still the reason 
I will choose to drop 
From grace of skies 
Into the pits filled with red 
If you are what I will get 
I will swallow what was said 
I promise myself 
Each time I see you 
It is the last time I will cry 
And it is the end of us two 
But this hole keeps 
Pulling me back 
can you tell me 
What was it that I lack? 
Why did you go 
Is it me? 
Because I have tried a lot 
to become what you wanted me to be 
yet you still turn 
and only your shadows stay 
will your memories ever leave 
will it ever be that day?
When I will wake 
Without the bitter taste 
Without feeling 
That it was all a waste 
When I will remember 
It wasn’t meant to be 
When finally between us 
I will choose to choose me.

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Touch of Death

We love all that death touches 
And so maybe we love in halves 
We give and yet hold back 
Because when we hurt 
We fear the ash, our fire might become 
The air that will scatter it
The wind swallowing it, erasing it 
When we smile, we do it slight 
Let’s not tempt fate 
Into making it harder
The past is buried, forgotten 
Not forgiven 
We muse and then carry guilt 
Over dreams squashed by our tiny feet 
No one pushed us to do
And so maybe we did it because of them 
we hold our heart into cages 
of glass and iron 
we peep outside and wish for freedom 
then close the doors 
don’t look back 
we act selfless to hide our desires
kill a little of ourselves 
to make it look more polished 
where others grin at mirrors, 
we pick out flaws
we want to love all that death touches 
but ourselves and our hearts.

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Tired

My words are tired
My mind’s a little slow 
My hands are empty 
I have nothing to show
My heart beats faster
I run towards no end
I want to scream and tell
I am not what I pretend
My scars are ugly 
But they are a few less
I have no energy left 
To sort out this mess.