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Mehak Vijay Chawla Poem
when you said the last “Goodbye”,
I had no reply rather just to cry,
I was the Germany signing the Treaty of versailles,
was tough to make my soaked eyes dry.
you called me in a hotel,
you also had wet eyes and was trying
to make the situation calm.
and we both were dying from both sides.
we were the paintings of great sorrow,
staying away made me fonder of you,
after every goodbye you said,
there was a hatbox full of memories.
forcing myself “I am in a time loop”,
I realised there was something in my heart,
Athings look bleak, but will get better,
were the letter that everybody made cry.
was a story of me who had a dream,
to once be loved by a person,
the dream was half full-filled and,
left in a dilemma of melancholy.
and remember you were the one,
who told me “GOODBYE”.
Copyright © Mehak Vijay Chawla | Year Posted 2020
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I was oblivious to the fact
what is toxic,
When I stumbled upon toxic,
amazing voice,
looks decent,
beautiful thoughts we shared.
then poison spread.
Copyright © Mehak Vijay Chawla | Year Posted 2021
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A diminutive girl, born in a colossal world.
Originate as a weed, no one like to plant this seed.
All and sundry cried and swept, feeling depressed
the outcome of their sleepless nights was not perfect,
the girl was never given respect.
Being discriminated and the only one who is unwanted,
never meant to be created.
Struggle for basic amenities like contented lavatory,
Not allowed to hold the school satchel,
and that is the biggest battle.
Her struggle is on but she will never move on,
Find her comfort in a government school,
whereas brother goes to good institute,
learns the importance of school, pen and other tools.
Finishes pronto all domiciliary work but her studies never suffer,
when outclassed she was ignored
and sacrifices still counted as buffer .
After marriage, in-laws and husband are primary,
beaten to death for small dowry,
her dream is to be Lowry.
Never scream and bicker, dodge others folly.
Women are quintessential trees,
they are the root of the family’s ease,
branches depict, they have nothing for themselves.
Are in the business of molding lives,
creating balance as a daughter, mother and wife.
Now she is a prolific writer,
she acknowledged her goal and became a powerful fighter.
The public’s mouth is shut,
and she is a stimulus for all girls, women and young adults.
A women’s plight is only to study and not be a young wife
she can show that she is the potentate of her own life.
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I am in love with words,
I crave for these,
I feel hunger for these words,
These are mine current assets,
I prepare budget to work on these, how can i increase my inventory, where can i spend so these can be double or tripple unequivocally.
Copyright © Mehak Vijay Chawla | Year Posted 2021
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when you are around, risk of electrocution is bound. Ice water and streams are entering into my blood and i feel so much astound, these negative ions in my body produce biochemical reaction to reduce stress level, makes me feel no need of bull interaction.
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There is a sacred silence of real love,
That takes a great deal to shove,
Which forces me to make unnecessary bow.
Silence is not communication.
Have decided to break your silence,
By giving you my feelings license,
Roses might be red,
Violets might be blue,
But how can I be so unlucky with you.
Silence is not communication.
If you really love me, tell me,
That you can’t survive without me,
Giving me your silence is debris.
Silence is not communication.
If you want the reality,
I will stay with you in any calamity,
Can make you my own gallery,
Cause, for me you’re universality.
Silence is not communication.
You taught me silence is communication,
But I don’t like a silent relation,
Silence may increase your concentration,
But babe you’re in the new generation.
Remember, silence is not communication
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I am like a prime number,
peculiar one,
If you want to be with me,
be unique.
Copyright © Mehak Vijay Chawla | Year Posted 2021
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the boundary you have made to surround yourself,
will never give discomfort to the people who love you.
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Mehak Vijay Chawla Poem
Sometimes I ask myself,
whether I thanked the bhaiya,
who helps me to find books on the library shelf.
Then think that how could I be so dumb head,
he used to narrate me stories, used to read me books,
and always used to have charming looks .
Say thank you the verbal expressions of politeness.
Sometimes I ask myself,
whether while asking my friend I said please,
as she is my life’s big cheese.
She used to help me in every situation,
and act as a life saviour but never pretend,
we used to attend every phase together and be best friends.
Say please the verbal expressions of gratitude.
Sometimes I ask myself,
whether I disturbed my parents while talking,
as they support me and balk my worse ideas.
They were those who taught me walking,
and I agree we should not disturb them,
as they will surely notice their child’s urge.
Don’t disturb the expression of showing gratitude.
Sometimes I ask myself,
whether I ridiculed my neighbour,
for fatness she has in her belly but damn,
I never understand god has,
poured equal beauty in all.
And try to control my criticism towards her.
Show love for others an expression of politeness.
I want “Sometimes” change to “Never”,
want to show politeness to others forever,
when I will turn into such an auspicious being,
it would be a great pleasure for me.
And it would be when I will be successful,
politeness is the expression of pouring love.
Strive to be polite, expression of showing gratitude.
Copyright © Mehak Vijay Chawla | Year Posted 2022
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People have different opinions, and different life situations that's why the world is colourful. I guess direction is very much important than speed, some people are just wandering around not knowing the ultimate truth or the reality of life. We should give a thought that how night changes so fast, how there is a sunrise after a sunset, how the world is revolving without being distracted. And i guess, travelling around the world will never help you till the time your mind and heart is open to learn. It simply means, maybe you have travelled to hundred countries but still you don't know from where you belong, from where your journey starts and where it will end. Being honest I don't travel much, but from what I have read and experienced in my life is that people will never give a cent on how you look instead they prefer the moral values, the beauty of your brain.
This world is an uncanny place where you get respect by fear. The more the people fear from you, the more the respect you earn. So, people often tend to think it's better to be a villian than a hero. The first question comes to my mind is that why do we travel?
Maybe because we need to learn new things, meet new people, learn different languages and so on. But the ultimate truth is if we sit down and meditate, we can achieve everything we want, we can know the mysteries beyond life and death, we can know why people of this generation love to stay alone. Seeing the world behind your daddy's cash is luxurious but when you run your business alone, that is the time you get to know how unholy the world is. How much greed people have in themselves. We have filled our heart with secrets.
And if i asked you to name the things you love, i think I need to wait for long that to when you will name yourself. Travelling is important as it gives us some peace of mind but i hope some day you will sit down and realise how much beautiful our inner self is than the world.
Copyright © Mehak Vijay Chawla | Year Posted 2022
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