Best Armours Poems

One day, on a sudden whim,
I started a sponsored slim
In an effort to get me trim
And raise funds, for our ‘Hospice’ of much renown
Things were...

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When the sky shall cry soon,
your head shall be the dwelling place
of its tears of shame and lame.
I will help to sing this cracking song,
an...

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When I'm seen with eyes that gleam
and sounds that seem to hover, 
the pleasure of my presence cared
in conversation treasure.

I listen and I talk to...

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Death! I ’m afraid if you can trample the thorns of agony 
Spread all over my courtyard; 
You are bare footed, 
Any way, come, 
I...

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For Aleppo

What is the joy of war if not the fragments
 of blood sprinkled unholily on the ground?
Aleppo has seen this braveness and succumbed
that the...

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6. 
i am to be blown off on the first bombardment 
then it is to be flown 
in the crowd of  fire-flies 
on the...

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Dearest downfall, constant fiend,
You seek my out, in darkest dreams.
You know my faults and play them well,
Accompany me to planes of hell.

Longest time, you hide...

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We are warlords
Furnished in armours of gold
We fought with words
In many battles untold

People think it's just an error
When we raise our hands in worship
That our...

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There's this little fragile
Betwixt the escort.
Trying to understand
Their psyche,
Their interest.
Are they really the armours
Or the aviary?
And will the dust devil arrive,
Rising from our own silhouette,
Compressing...

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She said
“We are slowly and always eroding
As we lose more and more
By little bits and little bits they fall
They are falling 
Prey to the fading...

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Man up in the street of the country!
No better chances than this we see now.
All the youth must wear their armours
Let's shield the Rock to...

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Part II

What would have happened to million’s fate, 
If Subedar Ramji had failed, thee to set.
In 1891’s simmering heat of April
Born true nationalist Phule’s pupil.

Being...

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Roars of dark shadows covered through the dusty iron blocks, raining down in tunes on the souls of the districts. The spot of a thousand...

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Where are those battle-braves essayed
By epic, Where their triumph go?
Where, the rare braveries portrayed,
Where did the blood that was shed flow? 
Villain Duryodhan’s wrath-wrapped woe,
Dhritarashtra’s...

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Some handsome ladies dream of seeing  
their knights in shining  green armours
to spend as they wish
But if they see an old goat inside,
in...

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