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My Best Days

Break my heart to a thousand pieces....
Each part as tiny as a tear-drop ;
But you cannot control the flow of my wishes...
& my love for you shall never stop !

Give me pain for aeons of ages...
Make my life a lot like Hell ;
But my love will grow like devotion of sages...
& nothing can undo the effect of your spell !

Each atom of my heart broken...
Will chant your name & sing your praise....
Because you are in the moments I reminisce often....
That were, truly, my best days....!

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In Praise of a Mother - 2

Even if you are invisible, Oh Almighty....
Why should I stand confused or bother?
Your living embodiment I can see
In human flesh in the shape of a mother....

Why should I then sit & search....
Your divine abode in the crest of mysteries...
In a sacred temple or a holy church...
Or even in mosques & monasteries....

The virtues of God that we know
Are kindness,forgiveness,love & care....
A mother's heart will clearly show
All these things glowing there....

And moreover we also believe...
That God makes our entry to the earth
But those are the mothers who travails receive
For months unend to flower the birth....

We search for God in seas & skies
In unread scriptures or a holy city...
But ignore the real God before the eyes
That twinkles with pristine simplicity....!

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Truth of the Tricolour

The Tricolour flutters pompously...
Hiding the truth which we cannot see....
The blood sacrificed in its service....
The eyes that were shut before the final wish....!

Each iota of air that we breathe...
Is their gift that we blindly receive....
The flowers that pour from the flag so lavishly....
Hold their tears and years many....!

Freedom was never a possession we had....
Until they toiled and died a death so sad...
Civilized class that we are today....
We don't have a minute of attention anyway
To stand and revere the national anthem...
But those heroes gave their lives in martyrdom....
Bartering their lives for our freedom....!!!

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Monsoons

The rains weave a silent story...
Uncertain whether of glee or misery...
The twilight is blurred by the relentless droppings...
That say a thousand ethereal things...!

Whether it is the revelry of rain...
Or the depression of lyrical pain...
The night emerges with a doubtful moon...
Unsure of the mood of the monsoon...!

On the ground,the leaves are spread...
Like a thousand soldiers dead...
And the street-light,too, wet appears...
It is hard to say if these are real tears...

The city still needs time to recover...
From the trauma of the testing summer...
But the monsoons have come like good news...
However the latent motives still confuse...

The streets are lonely like the skies...
Like the loneliness of deserted eyes...
Drop by drop,the rains keep falling...
As though the earth is silently calling...!

Amid the solitude and wet aura...
One could see the helplessness of flora...
The truth is still,largely,unclear...
But the departure of summer is something to cheer...

The monsoon is really unpredictable...
Whether it is a dream or a trouble...
Whether it is a break to monotony...
Or the messenger of some melancholy....!

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The Dark Shade of the Coconut-Tree

The dark shade of the coconut tree...
Leaves an eerie silence in me...
While I stare through the window in dead midnight...
Looking for some comfort in the darkness quiet...!

It has dark foliage...dark fruits...
Dark like the soil behind the roots...
Dark like darkness...dark like Hell...
Sinister like the sound of death-knell...!

Some invisible bird...
with its dark dark voice...
Disturbs the Night's tranquil poise...
And a gust of wind...like a water-stream...
Diffuses to my night & dream...

Dark dreams....dark thoughts again....
Like the unheard yell of the tree in pain....!
As though I'm the tree's lone translator...
To read & write about its dark dark chatter...!

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My Phone and I

My phone & I..
Are not at all a happy couple
Although we stay 
together,almost,every 
moment..
I donot bother when she 
trembles or whispers
Bcoz,I know,she is d 
messenger of misfortune.
Nor she shares my worldly 
woes.
I handle d load of my worries 
alone.
She stays with me through 
out..mostly bringing 
abuses,yells,angry 
orders,excuses,false 
claims,caustic 
comments,sugary requests..
&,sometimes,a rare message 
of happiness.
As a matter of fact,this idiot is 
an inevitable 
necessity..indespensable like 
medicine...

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Our Neglected Mother - Nature

No one sees the tears of Nature...
When Pollution propels her heart to rupture...
No one feels for the predominant pain...
When we torture our Mother like kids insane...

Her tears...her pain...her yell...
As though She has been transformed to Hell...
Fail to sway our heads indifferent...
As we continue to crush our environment...

But let us not forget this undisputed truth...
We will also suffer for this voracious loot...
If a mother cries...the child will cry...
& one day,the entire civilisation will die....!

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My New Address

Donot look for me in the lanes of happiness...
Because I have rented a room in the slums of loneliness; 
Where I hear my own stories
& share myself- my woes & worries.

I have left that world of kin & friends...
For a place where bondage of bonds ends; 
I think this room suits me well...
Although you might call it a second hell! 

I had enough of social touch, 
And veiled looks that hide so much: 
I am happy in this world confined...
Where no fake voice echoes nor illusions blind! !

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I Thank You a Thousand Times

I thank u a thousand 
times......
For breaking up!
Because I'm too simple for 
this complicated world...
A fool unable to unknot the 
web of relations...
A born-optimist always 
hoping for fruitful yields...
An insane who sees value in 
everything...

But U...opened my eyes...
Your untimely departure 
gave me lessons of a life-
time..
Had U not taken the extreme 
step,I would have still been 
under that meaningness 
relationship...
Caught helplessly in the net 
of nothingness...
Hence,I thank U a thousand 
times....!

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Dead Or Alive

I am,now,my own coffin...
Moment by moment I die within...
My breathes are a real burden,I swear....
I am an object beyond repair....!

Pain is my possession,pain my friend....
Pain is that truth that does not end...
My life is now a complete mess....
As I stand like a mere witness....!

Was it my fault that I tried to be happy...?
Was it my folly that I was not lucky?
Why did my happiness run away from me....
As though I was its arch-enemy...!

What meaning does this life make....
When I'm dead though I'm awake...
Or,say,I'm living though I'm dead....
Shattered in the battle between the heart & the head....!