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"heart Break"

When I smiled at you,
I worshiped you,
You responded with the same,
Because you knew…

Silently, I loved you softly,
But! I didn’t seize you once,
Love bounced reversely,
Tears shouted, entreating you.

Heart appealed to bear its beats,
Expected to reach thy spirit,
Guessed! Couldn’t draw to thy eyes,
Got you once, you left me once.

Trapped in spider-webs around,
Tried to drip out each emotion,
I felt for you.
Why was it too late?

Swear! I urged to god:
Was It right to act?
Brain and heart worked oppositely,
Unable to conclude it all

The one I admired was a fake.
Guts crushed into millions,
I consoled myself:
Someday, your essence will come.

I don’t wait for thy sign now,
To dig up thy sensations everyday
Get away from my mirror.
Let the doors of heart be closed!!!

I cried today.
Not because I missed you,
But I realized:
I am going to be alright without you…



A sweet heartbreaking poem:
Dedicated to whom who lost their world in love…
But don’t ever be disheartened because world is too vast.

By: Shrishty Shrivastava
“X” std

Copyright © Shrishty Shrivastava | Year Posted 2010



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Journey From Failure To Success

It was the worst division of life,
I was afraid and feeling lonely.
No one seemed to be friendly,
Even, I was entirely different from others.

I asked what the negative factor was,
Why I was a big jerk for others,
One after another, I had to face difficulties.
Heaven was there but no vacancy for me.

Daily routines did not stop for a while,
No time to think about expectations,
No time to wonder its severe consequences,
God was disappeared.

Mostly, I kept quiet and looked dull,
Thinking of my past failures
When I remembered,
How my life took a huge turn,
A thrill of terror went through my body.

I could see my life getting damaged,
And I found no ointment for it.
I was exhausted of it,
I was vanished.

My mind had already crossed its limitations,
There was a queue of failure thoughts.
I cried and begged:
To stop thinking, let me sleep for a while.

The day came, I was left alone,
Standing on my house roof
Nightly sky was deep and dreary.
Suddenly, a little star sparkled,
Sprinkled all over the sky
I felt as if it touched my heart.

The lost hope was seen inside the stolen heart,
That changed the whole mind.
If a little one could bright in the darker world,
Then why I was not like that?

My life took an another passage,
I am remembering the harder previous days,
When I was a struggler
Now I believe in unsteadily fate,
I believe in me.

Copyright © Shrishty Shrivastava | Year Posted 2010

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The Description of Half-Lighted Night

Silently, silently, behind the bed stead of night,
Without any howling of moon,
Besides, walk along the clouds.
Walk silently, melt silently.
At the half- lighted pure hours of darkness.

If sun departs, night would not come,
Evening primroses open forever.
If twilight departs, sun would not come,
Nightmares shine forever.

I wish, the night is admirable,
I wish life ending moments with you,
I am afraid of death without you,
because, I do not know,
What has happened after death? 

Without you, the winds are mischievous,
They come and ask me:
Create situate for me in your heart.
Why do not you come to me like them?

Oh! Listen to me, my life:
Yesterday, I did not sleep at night,
Ask me to come to you.
Place my head in your arms,
And sing a song for me.

Silently, silently, hug me for the last time,
Behind the bed stead of night,
Without any howling of moon,
Besides, walk along the clouds,
Walk silently, melt silently,
At the half- lighted pure hours of darkness

Copyright © Shrishty Shrivastava | Year Posted 2010

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"ma"

‘Ma’ the delightful word for every child,
Bears no words to express its significance,
You’re current’s flash and tomorrow’s gift,
Life is incomplete without thee.

A child of six months,
Verbalize the first word ‘Ma’,
The time he sleeps in your lap,
He relaxes, the world is secured.

You’re the first essence of being.
There to guide and tolerate every mistake,
You’re the one after supernatural being,
Always protect child from perils.

You’re only who never bothered about,
The risks and bridges of life
You have the potential to face death,
But even a scratch of child may kill thee.

Why don't you care about your diet?
At the time of shortage of food,
Why you always sleep without having meals?
Although provides enough to your young ones.

No time, we find you becoming stressed,
Manage every thing in a calm manner.
You’re friend, teacher and chef.
Always equipped to support indeed.

From you, the human race begins.
Till the last gulp of air,
We promise, give thee respect.
To repay love, care and fondness,

Every soil confers your smell,
Shows how great you are
Without thee, we are no one.
Grant a huge salute to ‘Ma’.




Dedicated to every mother

Copyright © Shrishty Shrivastava | Year Posted 2010

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"o Heavenly Father, the God"

O god! Why community raises:
Where are you?
Show thy supernatural powers.
Why don’t you visible to us?

I had a belief that,
No one had ever seen you.
But, I can witness you, my lord.
You’re my spirit and my hope.

Deity! Why do I undergo?
That I am born alone,
So as to I sometimes, lose faith in you.
My heart beats fast enough.

O my divinity, I honestly believe,
In my hallucinations
You will react to my queries.
I trust you, the mania I shout.

In the cosmic universe,
Whether you will come or not
I bet, you will send an angel, certainly,
To survey me and answer query

Inhabitants depict you through,
Different pictures in diverse religions.
Sorry to them, thy supremacy can be seen 
In terms of thy creations

Thy grin is the moon brightening the heavens.
Thy anger is the sea waves razing the shore.
Thy help is the poor getting meals twice.
Thy sorrow is someone’s death.

My Idol! I have seen people,
At the time of need, crying and pleading.
Reply, how many devotees are here,
Who thank you for awarding happiness?

Answer nation:
If you believe in god’s creation,
You splurge huge money in front of scenic god.
Offering a lone coin to poor doesn’t consider god?

O heavenly father, once I want to add
In final, bleed me for a while in my existence.
So that the scatter sins flow from me,
To thy forgiving sea whose depth is judged by thee.   


A devotee’s prayer to lord,
-Shrishty Shrivastava
-10th standard

Copyright © Shrishty Shrivastava | Year Posted 2010



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What If, Your Own Soul Haunts You

Gazing on the leaves falling,
                                                  Eyeing at the moonlight,
                                        Kept thinking!
                                                 My own conscious haunts!!

                                      Worrying about unnecessarily,
                                               Sanity makes me not to stop!
                                      Instead! My soul sojourns in pain.
                                                      Why shouldn't I stop?

                                     Why do I have a deep yearning?
                                              My heart keeps on probing…
                                     May someone comes,
                                              And makes it understand the state!

                                    When my past set me back,
                                                I stance like a stalwart…
                                   My soul keeps on querying,
                                            Don’t you have a right to be jubilant?

                                  Presence of scars on my body,
                                             Shows I have survived in pain,
                                 Presence of scars on my soul,
                                            Shows I have loved and adored!
 
                                    At a time I just keep on reminding,
                                                   Yeah! I did wrong to myself,
                                  It isn't the end of my life, my style…
                                       I guess! I've understood the reality of life!!

Copyright © Shrishty Shrivastava | Year Posted 2014

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The Expedition of 100 Years

“‘I’ refers to India. That is, India is the narrator. She is sharing the days which she is
observing from the very beginning to the present life. Let us see what she is trying to
tell……..”


It was a long age,
When I glimpsed at the long-ago,
Flourished nation was my name,
Sensation didn’t last for long.

O my deity! Someone’s bad eye,
Grasped the honorable potency,
In the front of eye,
A big shot had stolen the energy.

The foreigners came to settle beside,
I invited them entirely,
Amid their smartness behind,
How this became a cause of dying?

Aliens had detained the whole thing,
No hopes of acquiring the feed.
The moment, they misused everything,
Chains restricted the hand.

Among, some sacrificed for me,
“It’s too much, we can’t bear this anymore”
From this, they aspired for me,
Attaining independence for long

Fire and bullets were on the mode,
Millions were expired and leaved,
Seemed not affecting the bond,
At last, I was again freed.

My children could inhale,
Bodies of great traits
Are safe under my soil,
Let’s remember the forfeit of lives.

A day of 15th august,
Comes once in the year
Proves everyone is liberated,
Let’s sing the Anthem with passion.

It’s about 63years of liberty.
I’m seeing my blossoms,
Some has already forgotten the mighty,
Spit into my flag, respect is far.

I require comparison,
War days and the present,
Looks alike where,
No wish to reflect.

Hope! One day will surely arrive,
Dignity and pride is seen everywhere.
The dark sky will not be here
The pain will be sealed, bliss will enter.

Jai hind! Jai Bharat!

Independence poem


Written by:
Shrishty Shrivastava
‘X’ standard

Copyright © Shrishty Shrivastava | Year Posted 2010

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Trust

Trust is like mirror,
Once it is broken,
Courage is withdrawn,
To look back in it!!!

Trust is like precious stone,
Hidden in the deep,
When someone special comes,
It is pulled out as a beam.

Trust often fills bliss,
Leaving behind smirk,
Trying to multiply it,
And we are flown with it.

Whenever we trust,
Have distrust!
“Was I right to act?”
And we share the lot.

We usually think:
“Now I am not alone,
 My heart splits into two.
 One is with thee.”

But, when it is smashed,
World is shattered.
Ignore the heart beat, 
Come back please!

Trust often breaks,
Leaving behind pain,
Trying to multiply tears,
And we are poured in it.

Trust is like disorder,
Some come out of its sting.
It is also a medicine,
Some achieve its destiny.


Why does the one betray us? Why do we adore someone? If we need to face the bitterness of
separation, then there is no need to trust anyone. 

Trust my spirit
By Shrishty

Copyright © Shrishty Shrivastava | Year Posted 2010

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I Am Alone

I am alone, you are alone,
Come across and started crying,
Coz, pains were alike,
Sedative to each other….

Smiling at you, amusing at you,
Leaving my soul with you,
Make sunrise from your nights,
Leaving my depth with you….

Loving you was a fate, 
Every time makes me pleased,
But! Why it happens?
Why you are so far…?

A few sorrows are filled,
A few are empty.
You too are miserable,
M too answerless….

My every expression queries you,
Do I really need you..?
Lesser is the lane, so is the heaven,
Is kismet brings us close….!!

Why you break me, my trust?
Is that hunger, relies on you..?
I found paradise on you,
Forsaking me alone, alone and alone….

Copyright © Shrishty Shrivastava | Year Posted 2013

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My Life Is Drying

How to survive without you?
How to stay alive without you?
It’s been years, the darker nights,
It’s been years, the longer days..!!

This heart is pleading,
Come back my life, it’s done!!
Tears entreating you back,
Bear my emotions, the scratch!!

Flash backs don’t leave my trail,
Animating prevalence down the lane,
What! Dream sets in around?
Vanished within a day round!!

The storms are going through heart,
Without you, neither I live nor die,
This heart is pleading,
Come back my life, it’s done!!

The shades of flower dried,
The story of life has shrunken,
The sounds which go through my ears,
Resembling your echoes of tears..!!

Why am I leaving without me?
Isn't this written on my fate?
It’s been years, the darker nights,
It’s been years, the longer days..!!

Copyright © Shrishty Shrivastava | Year Posted 2014

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