Get Your Premium Membership

Best Poems Written by Titiksha Singhal

Below are the all-time best Titiksha Singhal poems as chosen by PoetrySoup members

View ALL Titiksha Singhal Poems

123
Details | Titiksha Singhal Poem

A Rude Reply

All the years on earth had fed
A life that shed so several death
Hence put my deep sorrow a doubt, with fear,
Would some life the death bear?
Or that eternity imply an immortal end?

Then the laugh so loud fill my ear
'You immature mind can raise a large fear!'
'So provide my thirst some milk,' I say,
'Answer me, even if in a childish way'
'Discover by self!' is all I hear !!

Copyright © Titiksha Singhal | Year Posted 2012



Details | Titiksha Singhal Poem

Eye My Eye

Scornful detest here it lie
Anger, hate reflect my sight
Amid your skillful moronic sense
Have a dare to eye my eye !!

With the contiguous idiotic charm
Try my attention, I demand
I assure you, will not stop
For you my patience and my calm!

Love me, like me, hate me, fight me,
Piss me, jerk me, kick me, **** me,
But here my challenge for you to take
Eye me, if you're yet to go insane !

Copyright © Titiksha Singhal | Year Posted 2012

Details | Titiksha Singhal Poem

He Pushed Me On the Ground

He pushed me on the ground
And then pulled me by my hair
I tearfully asked, ‘Is that why I married you?’
But he kicked me. That’s not fair!

I ordered him to stop
I asked him to set me free
And when nothing happened
I begged him ‘please’!

But he didn't stop
And I started to cry
Then I remembered my rights
Why not to give a try…!

I pushed him greatly
And succeeded
But he reattained the condition
And instantly defeated.

He blowed hardly on my face
That I was forced to bleed
And suddenly I woke from my nightmare,
‘What happened, my sweet..?’

Copyright © Titiksha Singhal | Year Posted 2012

Details | Titiksha Singhal Poem

After Years

And once again we meet after
Those ill-fated crumpled years
Though thine waves remain same
In front of mine torned heart and weary eyes
I came here to learn life
How thou erase the carved feet in sand
With no much effort, I say, O Great!
Tell me how to erase memories off my mind
How it seems just a matter of minutes
As thee rise and fell…and again rise
Lend me thy strength to rise again
For my legs are broken and hope ripe
And how thee still not change that though
Light and dark fill thy life.

Copyright © Titiksha Singhal | Year Posted 2012

Details | Titiksha Singhal Poem

My Legs In Water But Thoughts Somewhere

Whooshing waves as runs and plays
Sprinkling its part here and there
I lay amid the tippling sound
My legs in water, but thoughts somewhere.

The clouds bathing in sun’s rays
Makes the image of familiar objects
The wind blowing from left to right
Inspiring the leaves to start a new subject.

The flowers as they blush away from wind
When the wind steals their fragrance
To dispose it off to the grass
Who lie lonely on the ground, at a distance…

Where I lie with my eyes wide open
My legs in water, but thoughts somewhere
I see the reflection of my thoughts in water
And besides me, I see him there…

Copyright © Titiksha Singhal | Year Posted 2012



Details | Titiksha Singhal Poem

Days With Pain Are Yet To Come

Days with pain are yet to come
So as such the heart would bleed
Over the hole life has made
From which it’s been sprouted as seed
And the emptiness would hammer hard
On the broken and shattered heart.

The past would whisper into the core of mind
The future would fear with brines in eyes
Over the silence that shout aloud
Under the stillness of a dark cloud
‘return back’, as I’ll scream out
With cycles of life, though the prayers are bound.

As would I hug a vacuum tight
And love it, caress it, with all delight
Wait for it to reverse back love
Kiss me, console me with a few word
And the illusion would last no long
Nightmares follow with the wake of dawn.

And so I enter the door open
With fearful eyes for what is to come
And find it better to love in pure form
Than in the form of flowers over a mourn
So pace the life with love around
You never know when pain’ll surround…

Copyright © Titiksha Singhal | Year Posted 2012

Details | Titiksha Singhal Poem

Whenever I See You

Whenever I see you,
I feel like a bud hoping for a new life.
Whenever I see you,
I feel the showers of happiness on my every side.
Whenever I see you,
I feel like a butterfly feeding on the luck.
Whenever I see you,
I feel like drowning, directly to the up!
Whenever I see you
I feel like accepting my previous life’s boon.
Whenever I see you,
I find myself searching for a nest in a bloom.
Whenever I see you,
I find myself thanking God, with my words echoing loud.
Whenever I see you,
I feel like a moon, blushing behind a cloud!
Whenever I see you,
I feel my greatest of wounds getting healed.
Whenever I see you,
I find myself playing with my own heartbeat.
Whenever I see you,
I feel myself blinded by some great magnetic force.
Whenever I see you,
I find myself talking, to my own soul!

Copyright © Titiksha Singhal | Year Posted 2012

Details | Titiksha Singhal Poem

I See the World Upside Down

I see a flame burning in a river
I see a rainbow twinkling in the sky
I see the moon throwing moonly radiations
I see a fish, rather at the high.

Yes, I see the world upside down!

I sleep at noon, I wake at night
I sleep by sitting, I sit by lying
I sleep with my almirah serving as my bed
I sleep only in the daylight’s shed.

Yes, I see the world upside down!

I befriend the lizard
I detest rabbit
I blow up my chair
And the water I’d kick

Yes, I see the world upside down!

I know you from the bottom
Unamused by your ‘out’
I know what you think
Ignoring up your shout.

Yes, I see the world upside down!

I could see anything, what you hides
I could sense the truth behind your ‘pleasant’
I could see you fooling, hiding your smiles
Beware of me whenever I am present.

‘Coz, I see the world upside down!!!

Copyright © Titiksha Singhal | Year Posted 2012

Details | Titiksha Singhal Poem

Thy Eyes In Which False Beauty Lies

Thy eyes in which false beauty lies
And restricts the sight till it's range,
Seeks beauty in what appears nice
And soothe in what dies with age.
Thy eyes that sees what ancestors told,
Builds a fence in thy mind;
Believes in what those old books hold
And kills the length till moon's height.
Thy eyes that pour hate in innocent heart
So make it dull with black'st flow,
And sees around with envious thought
For joy, thee never let come to thou.
Thy eyes that complain with sleek'st sigh
The one who blooms their only life.

Copyright © Titiksha Singhal | Year Posted 2012

Details | Titiksha Singhal Poem

Snatch Or Scratch

Luck! What does it mean
Only those could know it who are keen
And what I think is,
Like an ice-cream coupon may it be seen.

                 Irrespective of deservance
                   Millions of acceptance
                   Everyone is exception
                 Everywhere is deception.

And thus, all of them complaint
But only few or none reframe
Of what they deserve
And what they should gain.

And me?
          
                        I need to fly
                     But there’s no sky
                      I wanted to catch
                  But resulted to snatch
                   Strange this world is
              That a luck is to be scratched!!!

Copyright © Titiksha Singhal | Year Posted 2012

123

Book: Shattered Sighs