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The Flower That Blooms

In the sunny September morning
He went to find the most beautiful roses
For the girl, he loved the most.

He didn't realize that it was fall
Getting beautiful flowers wasn't possible at all
Still, he tried very hard 

And then with disappointment, he plucked
A bunch of half dried roses and gasped
He went to her house with couple of thoughts.

Hesitatingly, he knocked the door
She opened and found him kneeled down on floor
With the bunch of pale and dried roses. 

He was shocked he thought she would be angry
But she was so happy and in excitement
Her smile was the perfect thing he saw 

He realised that her smile was no less than a flower that glooms
He should never search beauty in the whole world,
When he already has the FLOWER THAT ALWAYS BLOOMS

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Imagination

The day will come....
When I would touch the
Waves of the Air
I would fly with Birds
I would dance with Peacock
the day will come....


The day will come...
When i would swim with Ducks 
I would sing with cuckoos
Where nobody will be there
to pull a full stop.

Where i would really enjoy my life
Where I'll not have the fear of the cruel
who will tear
my wings and destroy
my dreams...

I am looking for the day
just that day
when I'll be a Bird and
fly above the horizon
When I'll forget my past
and be the free ME!

DATE: 6th may 2015

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Under the Tree

Under the tree,
Sat a man
Isolated in his misery.
Looked like he was writing 
Some prose or poetry.
And then somebody told me
About him, about his life.
How sad he was after losing his wife.
Since then, I observed that when he got free,
He sat there with his diary and wrote 
Under that tree.
   

Under the tree,
He found a soul again. 
The more he wrote, the more he learned to live
The more he learned to live, the more he bloomed
Like a fresh flower.
He understood that everything happens for a reason
And he should learn to live for the people who are near.
He realised that he should still live for his son 
And then, sometimes with son and sometimes alone,
He spent some hours
Under that tree. 


UNDER THE TREE
Sits a man,
Who used to be isolated in his misery
Who still writes prose and poetries
It is his ambition, his strength. And now,
Not just a man but a 'POET' indeed, sits and writes
UNDER THAT TREE.

29th March 2017

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Treehouse

In the treehouse, we used to play,
hands dipped in paints and statues of clay.

Playing with the dollhouse, eating rice and curd,
I remember how treehouse became our world.

She planned things and I worked them to reality.
we had the small gang. Just me and her smiling perfectly.

But then one day, she went somewhere,
without telling, as if she didn't care.

She left with the countless memories.
And left me in infinite miseries. 

She left me so saddened,
and I pity, when I see my treehouse so abandoned. 

....

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Dear Daughter,

If you are reading this,
I want you to know 
How you changed my life
How you lighten up my world
with your beautiful hazel eyes.
Your footprints on the cement
Your cute clever smile
And the way you used to ask me
to make your project files.

I still remember,
You used to gift me purple Orchids
Because it was your favorite.
You loved to see how a bird made her nest
My girl, you were really the best. 

And then suddenly, everything changed. 
Never did I imagine,
That my daughter had to face this.
You stopped going to parties
You stopped doing hangouts. 
Medicines, chemo and you started
SCREAMING so loud. 
You loved me very much
But you stopped showing it. 
You cared for me very much
But you stopped showing it.

And finally, one day, 
You left me.
You went to some other beautiful world. 
You left me alone, heartbroken 
You left with all the moments
We had together. 
I want you to see that,

I STILL REMEMBER
your painted face,
Your deepest secrets
Your favourite place,
And all your regrets.

DEAR DAUGTHER,
I am always so sad.
Because there is nobody to say
"I LOVE YOU TOO DAD"
.
.


This is written from a father's point of view. 
I am not sharing my experience here.

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Hidden Devils

Evil hovers above the dreaded black forest,
that forest is nearest to where i live.
A majority is in shivers,
******
That poor rickety bridge,
is the only way out of that wicked place.
Does evil lurk in the darkness or is it just another rumour?
To go there is the only way to find what hides behind the foggy darkness.
******
Maybe evil's looking for that very day,
when he'll take away humanity in a sway.
I can't bear this parricide in front of my eyes!
The destruction of evil is the one and only way
*******
What will they get by killing people?
Is it more POWER? or more MONEY?
But they should know,
that the judgement will be done,
and they'll perish in the fire of hell.........

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I Wonder

I wonder, if he'll come 
and hold my hand
When he'll kiss me.
when he'll be with me forever,
I wonder....

I wonder, if i would be 
Cinderella or Rapunzel 
so that he shall come and save me.
I live in a tower,
I do have a cruel stepmother
Same life, Same dreams to happen
I wonder....

I wonder, the day when come,
Birds will chirp loudly 
and swans will swim rapidly.
When he'll come, I'll throw my hairs
to climb HIM up... I wish if he'll put a 
floral crown on my head.
I wonder!!!!

I wonder then we'll tie a knot,
A knot of responsibility,
A knot of happiness, 
A knot of love,
A knot of care.
If this will be my Fate. I wonder!!!

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Let Me Fly

Give me freedom,
let me fly,
candidly I say that I can't cry....
So trifling, so replete,
stuck in the big sleet.
******
As I have no name
No identity
hiding behind the trees.
save mother as you are my inspiration
without me, how can you make celebrations?
*******
What I have done
I have no idea.
Since I've realized and hold my chest
beside LONDON, PARIS, NEW YORK
my home is the best...
******
Send me there, perchance ,
no one can remember
let me enjoy
let me fly
the freedom of the "open sky"
******

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It Fades

The pictures on the wall,
I pasted when I was small.
Those paintings I had made
Of stones like Ruby or Jade.

Some diaries could be seen,
I wrote when I was a teen.
Some poems were kept in folders
I wrote when I needed shoulders.
Although they all are rumpled,
Torn apart and crumpled.

And now I am getting weak,
Getting more wrinkles on cheek.
And now I could barely see,
Just some newspapers and cups of tea.
And now I have memories to remember,
To laugh at moments we made together.

But here I go to listen eulogies,
In the beautiful box covered by roses and Lilies.
Here I go to have some rest,
To leave some people who are the best.
And here I go like a beautiful bride,
To enter the world afterlife.

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Crimson

The redness of the sky
was merely a hint,
Hint of something big,
Hint of something dark.

The silence in the surrounding
was merely a sign,
Sign of thunderstorm may be,
Sign of something wrong may be.

I don't remember what happened next.
My eyes opened,
What I saw was horrible,
More blood in the soil,
More dead than alive.
It was a question whether I would survive.
What I felt was miserable,
More cruelty and void,
More sadness in voice.
More dust than air,
And people crying "How you dare?"

And that's when I understood.
The redness of sky was nothing but the hint of war.
The silence in surrounding was nothing but
the end of peace.
End of happiness and end of lives.