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Aleena Sandy Poem
Enverated by the history; man's
Credulity, his weakness;
Give upon yesterdays, cause
It will hurt, day's risibleness...
Time is a fulsome mate, let go
Of her mawkish cast;
Hope is all but that is reigning,
Peaking the sinking mast...
Lives as ransom we ought
To pay, for the life meek
Fallen before the past as prey
Redemption do we seek...
To lean upon the future,
Promising rapprochement;
Eternity of brighter days strike,
Seeking each morrow'd mend...
To soar up and repay history's
Debts by making history,
Knowing not what's the best,
We still hope for the story...
The depressing stares to
No more meet, let's abjure;
Ambling the little strech of life,
The world, let's conquer...
Mitigating notions, unravelling
Sorrows into fading
Oblivion far apart, causing
No worry for the coming...
The future let's embrace,
Cause morrow has got its
Own promises, vibrant and vigil,
It's mesmerizing bits...
If you wish your future triumph,
Then let past be your tutor;
Dare do your part, for, as said,
"Tomorrow is the today of the future"...
Copyright © Aleena Sandy | Year Posted 2019
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Aleena Sandy Poem
Ambling the little strech of life, solitude takes its pace
What's left behind by yesterday ought to find its space
It's the silence that haunts, memories deep dying within
Aloud no more sings the tune, it dies, struggling to win
Words find no glory to stay, everything's amiss, not
Far from the heap where memories are to death, shot...
Out of the rubble, my way I find to get back to loneliness
Time's gorging down the pleasure, though its pleasure no less
Heavily strides each step, ever daunting my begotten dreams
For what's there left to dream, every single thing beams.
Disembarking the path stretching forth, to ways unknown
And again, it's where we arrive at, dying and all alone...
Showing that each morrow's got something more to promise
Makes it even more depressing. Life's always what I miss
What shall I dream, when in the world dreamers fail to live
Liveliness is out of life, today's lost in the world's sieve
Every breaking word reminds me of the untold presence
Of life that struggles deep inside finding its true essence...
The signet at heart gotta be wrong for the unkempt words
It once embraced, have now end casting death-swords
Turned to be, the profoundly kept, today smuggling peace
To replace what's left, now none playing with no ease
The leaves that flutter and the grounds that now shudder
Is left with dump mouths ceasing the knowledge to utter...
They fear what they see, sights betraying humanity
It just drags them back to the same, where vanity
Pleases to rule, giving up the held-forth nature, human
We search while seeking the art of being human
The elegant verve remains where life's ready
To embrace the vigour of solitude, kept steady...
Copyright © Aleena Sandy | Year Posted 2019
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Aleena Sandy Poem
Smile once again, little one, for I'm drowning in tears
Why did you leave clasped in your little fears?
Beneath tightly closed eyes, weren't dreams fluttering
You were my world, in my mind now memories cluttering
Kiss me goodbye, as those tiny feets stride away
Far from life, far from world, far from me, without a say
Angels, they said, you'd hug, heart's chariot flying
This heart now grieves for the smile, all dying
Pleading I await, your little wings flying down, soothing
Our swollen gazes, whisper into my ears, frothing
Words, I long to hear, know dear, you're more than missed
The past I long for, watching your baby hands grow
You were my little angel, speechless and quivering I saw
Your life taken away from my hands, ceasing the delight
Memories, deserved of past, blind and deep, without sight
Those days crawl down my mind, ravenously munching
Down my heart, embracing wait of a long awaited touching
Time separates for the missing grows unbearable, it's you
I need back, never to miss, safe with me, for days anew
Stop my wailing words not, for I know not how to reach
My little angel than through words, though unspoken, I beseech...
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Aleena Sandy Poem
Indubitably deepening gazes keep daunting with his strides,
Farther, deeper struck am I, beside the citylights it lies;
Knowing not, what wrong was done, born as a girl, all alone,
To snatch my chastity, keeps me hither he, abandoned gazes alone shown;
Hold me tight, cause daren't I to fight what life's got
Out of life; paralyzed dreams ever daunting, now to death shot!
All that remains, a drop of blood succumbing to death an old
Misery, choking to finish off it leaves; deadly it's sold,
Remissing caresses smothering dreams, mares they render
A prayer for brotherhood betrayal, hence told to the Almighty sender.
Fads keep rising, am I losing to the clutches, help me. Oh! Humanity
Be humane for thy counterpart here to die silently in vanity!
To let go off life forced am I, for abated am I by an ou, while out there
People chase fantasy, living in them, unbothered of dying fair
Beware! World anymore isn't where the helpless'd be found
Although may live my wishes undying, still late and sound
If today the world wishes me bon voyage to death, wold you even care?
In the world, you live in your own cares, but does anyone really care?
If the next morrow rises with half the men, who do you think
Would bother, nobody it's just humanity facing a moral shrink
Uncared, left dying, hopes failing, wishes streaming
It's just life messing up, they'd probably say, hearts beaming
Men would remain the same, untamed as they are
For, things are as worth as they are only when they are yours,
Or else who would even care?!
20.02.2020
Copyright © Aleena Sandy | Year Posted 2020
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Aleena Sandy Poem
The carcass of a femininie beauty spend and done
Lies unblissful beneath blood flowing nature
As her chastity behind hidden bushes shatters
Here we are humans, who have killed and still won...
Earth, Oh dear! Plead you not for casting your death lot
Shalln't you know what men keep deal-sealed matters
It's your nudity all that matters for our lifeless greeds
What you want, you seek, you die, bother us not...
Blood for bloodshed, we want us purified by the innocent
We go round villanious, annihilating; it's you who feeds,
Yet again, we get back nowhere, weren't you my son?
Look around Oh Man! Don't you think it's time to mend...
Get back to your senses, there is nothing more to deflower
Let's get ready for her funeral, keep burning the candleflower
A final turning back, couldn't you lend a hand to recover
Your'e a bad winner man, this isn't how you show your power...
( The carcass of beauty spend and done - William Shakespeare)
Copyright © Aleena Sandy | Year Posted 2020
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Aleena Sandy Poem
I feel betrayed... between the clasped
Sweetness the future promises the present
Every now amd then my misfitness matters
With a thousand confusing dreams shatters
Mismatching with the world outside, for
Ever longs the journey to reach doom.
Mitigating every stride, we pace forth
Misleading thoughts mounting up each
Passing day, guiding in the wrong direction
Just we guess! For we're misspelt
Words of creation unknowingly put
Together to undoubtedly separate
As life dare to take its real toll
In this scattering mush, what forth you
Expect to get? Your dreams fulfilled?
Care not, for who cares to correct
A long back misspelt word?
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