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Akshaya Baliga Poem
..... SONG OF DEATH ......
Tick tok, Tick tok,
In the past, goes the clock,
Where there lived a girl...
In a cottage, white like pearl...
She used to sing a song,
Humming, "the angel takes over the wrong "
But the poor girl never knew....
About the Nazis and the jews...
Once a darkest evening,
The cottage door had a ring,
Inn came a German man...
Blabbering, from Nazis that he ran....
The girl became so sweet,
She gave him...the best cooked meat...
But the dining fork and knife,
Took away her sweet life...
Her throat was bleeding with a deep cut...
With just a humming sound, her eyes were shut..
There she sang her favorite song...
The" DEVIL " Takes over the wrong....
Years and years passed by,
The cottage is still standing by,
But no pearl like beauty remains...
Only overgrown grass, and those age old blood stains....
A Nazi officer, finally renovated...
A beautiful bungalow, he created...
But those blood stains never vanished from the ground...
Who knew, the devil was soon to be found!!
His family finally shifted..
And Julie, his daughter, who was gifted...
With a voice like angel....she used to sing songs
And joy and harmony, was all around...
But that dark evening finally came,
When the sun was setting, drooping it's beauty,
Out was the officer, on his duty...
And now....the clock started its past game!
After the dark night, the morning arose,
Came in the officer, with a rose...
Julie came out....but with a change for sure...
But the officer had no clue, his daughter had no cure!!
Upstairs, the officer went,
Julie suddenly staring the ground...bent
And smiled like demon at those blood stains...
Which were now immense and fresh like the fresh rains....!!
The next morning the newspaper read...
' A nazi officer commits suicide, his body found on his bed....
And Julie (his daughter), bearing a deep cut on her throat...
Lies dead, with a dining fork and knife...near her bloody coat!!!
Tick tok, Tick tok...
To the present, comes the clock...
The cottage bell still rings!!
When Julie and the demon sings!!!!
~ Akshaya Baliga...!!
Based on a fictionalized situation and characters....holding a true history!!
Copyright © Akshaya Baliga | Year Posted 2022
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Turning around that day, I see...
When a four legged wonder, walked with me...
With glittery eyes, and a Lil damp nose...
He walked inn...and became so close..
His paw imprints...filled our hearts with affection..
Steadily with time, he became our only obsession...
His wagging tail suffused cheerfulness...
His starry eyes, always manifested truthfulness....
He encountered our tensions...
And tore apart our depressions....
Mischievous, though he is..
But, for sure he is a sweetest bliss...
A pet, a dog, an animal....they say..
But for me, he my bright sunshine of the day...
The way he embraces..us with love all around...
I am indeed glad, a four legged wonder was found...
Copyright © Akshaya Baliga | Year Posted 2021
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*Piece of peace*
When it's a really tiring day,
When you have almost nothing to say,
What's to be done for an ease?
Just follow my way, of getting a piece of peace...
I closed my eyes and recollected,
The beautiful moments, in which I invested,
My short vacay with mom and dad,
A birthday surprise that made me glad...
Some fun hangouts with friends,
Many fun family gatherings which had no end...
Many endless funny talks..
Many more beautiful long walks...
I was mesmerized by my sweet past,
15 minutes, seemed somewhat lost...
When I opened my eyes, I realized..
How happily did I live my life....
It just refreshed me off, from the day
And again, I had nothing to say....
But now I had a smile on my face and my mind was at ease....
Coz I found myself, a piece of peace ?.....
~Akshaya
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Hello, my lovely PS family...Here after a long break...i am here with another poem to you guys....
This poem is actually a translation of a hindi poem (From India)
This poem signifies the power a woman and also acknowledges, to not to underestimate as well as test them....
so...I dedicate this...to all the female writers here...god bless!!
THE EXISTENCE YOU CREATE!!
You push off your wonders,
for what are you desperate?
even the time wishes to....
see the existence you create..
see the existence you create...
The fetters that wrap you,
is not that you wear upon...
You tend to melt these shackles into,
a powerful weapon...
a powerful weapon...
You push off your wonders,
for what are you desperate?
even the time wishes to....
see the existence you create..
see the existence you create...
What makes you distressed..?
If purity defines your elegance....
avoid being stressed..
Since, the sinners don't have right to, test your patience...
to test your patience.....
You push off your wonders,
for what are you desperate?
even the time wishes to....
see the existence you create..
see the existence you create...
Burn it into ashes,
the so called web of cruelty gashes..
you are not just a flame of candle,
but the torch of anger, that no one can handle...
That no one can handle....
You push off your wonders,
for what are you desperate?
even the time wishes to....
see the existence you create..
see the existence you create...
Let the air tremble by...
when you pull of your scarf in the sky...
The power of this scarf wouldn't be fake...
once pulled off to earth, will create earthquakes...
will create earthquakes...
You push off your wonders,
for what are you desperate?
even the time wishes to....
see the existence you create..
see the existence you create...
~ Akshaya Baliga...
FOR ALL MY INDIAN READERS...HERE'S THE LINK FOR THE REAL HINDI POEM...DO READ IT...FOR MAKING A BETTER CONNECTION WITH THE TRANSLATION GIVEN...
https://www.amarujala.com/kavya/irshaad/pink-movie-poem-tu-khud-ki-khoj-mein-nikal-tu-kis-liye-hataash-hai
THANK YOU EVERYONE !!
FOR GIVING ME THIS IMMENSE LOVE AND ENCOURAGEMENT...
DO DROP YOUR COMMENTS BELOW...AND SHARE YOUR OPINIONS AS WELL AS PLS DO GIVE ME SUGGESTIONS ON WHAT TOPICS SHOULD I WRITE ABOUT.....
LET ME KNOW...
WAITING FOR YOUR COMMENTS...
THANKS EVERYONE!!
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A token of love!!! And respect to all lovely dads out here!!!!
The time I was born, there was a man who was so excited to meet me....
Yes there was a man, who was waiting to greet me...
Slowly and gradually when I started muttering...
"Daddy" !! "Daddy"!! "Daddy"!! , is what I kept uttering....
Through years...have seen him...
With his all roles in my everyday film...
My good morning started with his care and bliss....
And my day ended with his sweet good night kiss.....
He took me above the clouds, and showed me the stars...
He always...cured my pain...leaving behind his scars...
Sometimes...yes he's fake...
Coz no one can eat the cake I bake......
Dad, dad, dad....thanking you is not just a cup of my tea...
You are the one...who resides in me...
I would pray...that you get everything you deserve...
I am here...always...to kindly and lovingly serve...
Akshaya......
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Dark, it stays,
Dark , it grows,
Darkness, only I say
Coz, only darkness it shows.
My thoughts though deep
But, I do think dark,
My life had a grip
But, no bright sparks.
The rainbow of joy,
Nevertheless, I saw
But what I enjoy,
No one seems to know.
Those colourful flowers,
Is the only I could smell,
Those unleashed powers ,
Are mine, I could never tell.
Braille for blind,
Gave me sticks to walk,
But, what about that mind,
Which never thinks or talks?
My powers, my strength,
All proved to be dark,
My ability to glance,
Was taken away, with sudden ray of spark.
My life goes dark as clouds,
Overloaded with only blackish dust,
But, still someone calls loud
To say, brightness is for sure and it is must...
~ Akshaya...
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