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Shreyash Sarang Poem
Remembering the time of fragrance
Now everywhere spread is gloom
Vision is blur, nothing in vein
Flames are set by those insane...
Kids swayed under canopy's light
Their noise was sweet and sound
Now still is all let it move someday
As all has turned to burnt hay...
Every drop of tears are saved
For children to gratify their thirst
Suppressed are the uproar of cry
To not let the caravan descry...
Get this babel away from here
It keeps us wary and vigilant
Even lullaby cant make us sleep
Like a nocturnal we just weep...
Efface this agony at once
Even the fern wants to stem
Hidden are the figurant and finch
And ceaseless are we of the lynch...
Cant even glimpse through the window
Fearing for a shot coming by
To know who are alive and dead
For not being a part of this brutal bloodshed...
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Shreyash Sarang Poem
Tough, rigid and strong
It saves me for the time
Its an Armour for tempest
It keeps me calm and mime....
Others are pleased to see
Its there to protect me
The truth alone i know
How weak and fake i be....
My expedition to search
Left incomplete with no metal....
Made it out of plastic
It broke and lost the battle ....
But i have to stay calm
Shouldn't face the fight
As i lose all the time
And left as loser in their sight....
Aye, i get some thwack
I'm hit with a strong hammer
Please get me rid of this
Shiny, heavy and fake Armour.......
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Shreyash Sarang Poem
Frozen she was ;
turned down to ash
Wanted death at once
She could not erase the thrash
Pampered and protected
Since she was born
Shrieked for a saviour
As her soul was being torn
All her horrified screams
On deaf ears they fell
All are engrossed in themselves
From a selfish world we hail
Crying throughout the night
Tired of erasing the scars
Kept on cursing herself
She hid behind her own bars..
Many tried to find her
To bring her life back
Mere humans as they were
They didn't possess the knack...
Then in the din and dilemma
to live and survive
She choose to efface it all
And gave up her life...!
Her trauma couldn't resist
All that social babel
A poor meek lost her life
Just because she couldn't rebel.......
8th march 2014
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Shreyash Sarang Poem
There won't be any tear
on my face rolling down
As im 'The Famed '
And ever gleeful clown.....
My laughter is discern
But animated are those
Never true ,ever false
About what my heart compose....
Makeup alter emotions
Only seen are the blithe
I can be crestfallen
And i can't is just a myth .....
I giggle, chuckle and imitate
Making my own gag
Though im tired and exhausted
But have to feebly drag.....
I feel like to bawl
Standing amidst the crowd
But stamping on my covet
I have to laugh out loud......
Returning then to my world
Now tears i can roll down
This is my life ohh dear!!!
And that of every clown........
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Shreyash Sarang Poem
I fly through mist
And live in sky..
I grow in hills
And so there i die...
They block my way
Some concrete are built....
Conquering my world
My fly's are sealed....
Home are the forest
Which are now hardly seen...
Destroying everything in way
Devils have they been...
Save my lord
Before i wither my soul ...
Save my child
Before destroying the whole....
I tire my feathers
And blunt my beak...
To gather some food
Been a harmless meek....
Ooh! Deity take my soul
or they'll kill me with shot...
Starve less be my child
with the food i brought......
I'm kid of nature
She will destroy u "brave"
Hope soon you get it
My pains and my Crave......
Copyright © Shreyash Sarang | Year Posted 2015
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