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Perplexity

EACH THING SUPPORTED BY INCERTITUDE
MERELY SMALL OR LARGELY BIG
EACH THING AT OCCASIONS IN MULTITUDE
SILENTLY THE SADNESS DIG

THE ASSISTANCE OF BRAIN
THE THUMPING OF HEART
CAN'T STOP ITS REIGN
WHICH CREATE GRIEF AS AN ART

ALAS! I M THE VICTIM NOW
AND FEEL HELPLESS INDEED
WANT TO ESCAPE BUT HOW?
AS IN MY OWN MIND IT BREED

I WAS JOVIAL, I WAS BLISSFUL
BUT NOW LOOK AT MY CREATURE
ALL IMAGINARY ALL FANCIFUL
MADNESS AND BADNESS PREACHER

IS GRIEF TO ENJOY
OR TO FEEL GLOOMY, DULL AND DIE
OR ACCEPT IT AS AN ACT OF JOY
BUT HOW? WATER IS IN MY EYE.

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Sunny Summer

sunny summer sun
everyone sweating, resting
but not the poor man.

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Silent Night

silent night,
   bat fleeting,
       and gloom.

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Love and Death

LOVE AND DEATH

                                        ABAB

Love is a thing which perches in soul
and never dies for those who parts
forever and dies reluctantly for all
those who deal it with dull verve hence finally retards.

Its intensity can never be matched
by any way, any sense or any being
the loveliness of soul which initially hatches
in eyes and finally lead to an undying thing.

The iniciated feeling kisses the eye and lead
the body to shiver and form an never ending joy
joy which increases with senses and feed
the soul with luxury of peerless eyes and soothing joy.

When eyes fall on thine god, a material being
a wave travel from eyes to soul
and leave us shocked and lead us to drowse in feeling
of the cosmic one more beauteous, pretty then all.

A word from her soft coloured lips is treat
for your soul and finally try to speak
to that elf, an everlasting meet
in your brain did relive forever and make thee week.

But when you have conversed enough and all
secrets did revealed, the enthusiasm, the joy, the love
starts to retard and mighty love starts to fall
and fall all thy passions, thy deity thine happy dove.

Your drowsing in happy feeling, thine everlasting thing
decrease by degrees, you being unknown
the thing which use to shiver thine ere being
your love dwindles while thine body had grown.

But after ages when ye become pallid and calm
its assistance ye need or when you lay in despair
in this material world, it seems the only balm
which provide thee love and care.

A never ending charm an ethereal soul
which lift the mortal man from dying and and taking birth
and make life and death traveling journey for all
  except those in whose nature there is love's dearth.

                                                                                                      AKASH SANGWAN

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Fairy's Child

Completeness present in thy whole soul
purest it from fully present all,
elf creature by chance on earth
antique moment, thou simply took birth,

Wild eyes rough as gods,
equal thou beauty goddess, failing all odds,
wasn't earth fate to get thee,
but for us all, left thou fairy free.

Go goddess go ! fled to thy fairy land
or penetrate simple in light deep sand,
As this earth not for thee to dwell,
or ring to call you up thy eternal bell.

as these earthly creatures might sight the deep
or in thy odd compartments might they peep,
go to the heaven or near it,
or they escape thy each fairy bit.



akash sangwan

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I Hear Your Voice

i hear your voice in solitude
when all outward forces seize
and inward forces burst out in multitude
and all my hardships ease.

i want to hold your hand forever,
and would be with you
but waiting for you here, but none deter
hopeful but eyes dew.

purple riot in my heart
which stay here for long
after disturbing it then depart
and then merrily sing plaintive song.

paying here for all my merriment
which i have deduced in past
now only it provide consolement
when i cry at last.

life i love you very much
and always want to embrace you
but you leave no occasion as such
so that i can amaze you.

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The Frozen Senses

The frozen senses

The frozen senses, lives again
With a sunshine of hope
Over it, making each pain
Active again, and the fears door ope.

The twinkling dreams which are
Ready for show, the blushing delights
Reluctant, all the years near and far
And all the lows and heights.

Zeniths of glories, ready
To motivate, the disasters of past
Ready to teach, the victories steady,
Failures fast, all are ready to teach at last.
                                                                            Akash Sangwan

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Charm of Death

Nothing can substitute death
for it is the final destination
and ere you last breath
crystal clear all your abberation.

Rest forever or birth to numb dizziness
as you part, you leave all harms and assaults
people most unatheist, called quick as bless
is perfused, to save him from life's thunderbolts

Long life of people swing as tombs
where none pay heed to temple and churches
who will pay heed to these  scarce living glooms
amidst clowns in whose core only money perches.

The flirt and dirt only thing hatching in heart
and society dwindle with values and morals
each thing lost and perfect human you never wert
lacking natural mankind but adorned with quarrels.

                                                                    AKASH SANGWAN

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I Bleed White - Success

I bleed white
I am feared
hating each sight 
behaving wierd.

skeptical to everything
reluctant to each
like a lone king
who to everyone beseech

Trembling lips 
and numb fingers
sweating forhead sips,
mind's sap and lingers.

often swooning around
and hiding behind
can be seen dead on ground
I am success hard to find.

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Death Is Black-

Death is black-
much more than pain
but not even near to hatred.

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