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Abhiruchi Shrivastava Poem
Be it human, be it more,
The most complex substance is the ore of inner core.
It’s vital for a stronger base and the line of arc,
It’s vital for the making of nature and emotional mark.
Most of the time we are searching only on the upper thrust,
Without even lowering our searches down the crust.
We see only the heat, roughness, dryness…
But no, eye on how melted the inner ground is.
There comes complications, as so many thing toughly packed there,
Hidden aspirations, sorrow, guilt, fear, loneliness are just the mere.
But, who dips down there, with patience of being a with care,
With time to just sit and hear
And dig out reasons and tear…
the unwanted spread all over..
and misery creeping for a makeover.
If we care for some, we have to be alert
Be it nature or nature’s birth..
let not go anyone to dearth.
Copyright © Abhiruchi Shrivastava | Year Posted 2011
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Abhiruchi Shrivastava Poem
Time flows as it always do,
But sometimes it just slips out in blue.
When we learn passed second, was the time we needed…
And without which everything looks faded.
This moment is any moment…
Those last 30 minutes when you had an extended sleep and missed your scheduled
travel flight.
Or that one moment when your beloved looked at you for a final proposal and your
brain acts not so bright.
The last glance your love share with you with a hope of getting pulled through your
stretch..
That last breadth that might have given life if get in time fetched..
Those few years when innocence plays in your house and you are nowhere near;
but at work.
Those few months when a –to be mother- waits for you to take care sitting alone in
the medical chair..
That one zip if missed than, Flamed Ice-cream will turn ashes.
That One Zap if missed than life on roads just smashes.
It’s that one morning, when sun is cooler in the woods..
It’s the other day when your decision can be written down in the books.
And just one fraction when you say YES!
In all of this what missing is not the “TIME”,
Rather your Presence – in substance or in brainy wine.
So, don’t wait to value anything after it is lost.
Even don’t learn a lesson when the use of it is all frost.
Know the time, the signals and your Heart-
Know what you wanted and would want to add in you cart.
Know your life and people those who make it large.
Express your emotions and not just park them in Garage.
It’s nothing special rather just acknowledging everything which makes your memory..
Before the moment lost their chance to be a memory.
Live it’s your life …
if missed than,
you can never revive!
Copyright © Abhiruchi Shrivastava | Year Posted 2011
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Abhiruchi Shrivastava Poem
Open your eyes to look at the World
The world - so vast and beautiful.
The Land so green and remarkable
The Water to gentle and vivacious
The Air so vivid and fresh
The Fire so strong and bold
The Sky so mighty and unlimited
Don't be small - and limit your vision
To good and bad in people
To hate and jealousy with people
To wealth and previllage of people
To act of Faith by people
To laz and addiction in people
To situations and reaction with people
Broaden your imagination
For Future to come
For Life to take a turn
For Happiness to come round and round
For Love to spread all above
For Humanity to grow in races
For simplicity to long with graces
For World to bring in new charm
Open your sense to Love what you have
To accept what to get
To satisfy your urges
To deny all negetives
To help "one" in need
To shout if ownself in need
To make this like beautiful
To ensure this living is remarkable; As
Its not Fame which help - and not money which dwell,
What lives is happiness in you - and what remembered is Love within you.
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So, just say it - My World - I LOVE YOU!
Copyright © Abhiruchi Shrivastava | Year Posted 2010
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While sitting in twilight sunlight,
I was thinking where I am
and what have I done...
I realised,
I left here with just no fun.
What should I do and who should I blame?
Where responsible is no one - I myself was so lame.
No courage to fight back and prove my stand.
No confidence to tell that I have strong land.
Weak emotions to face social norms.
Lack of sense to tell formers that you can be wrong.
While things I could turn I accepted the flow.
Thought how can I bring my legacy low.
They are happy and no one will question them..
But never thought will I be able to live the same.
While my heart beatin, I took a way to freeze them.
Forgot this sacrifice I am making for whom.
Thoes who are mine, they would initialy resisted ...
but lately accepted
For whom I am secretly paining, would have been mine...
and society would have never bothered to reiterate what is crime.
Now, there is no way.
Its a vicious circle I am in...
No one to blame, as I am the one so lame.
Timid in front of society.
Clungged infront of emotional boundaries.
Lost and so far from all my dreams.
Still trying to stir and make some butter and creams.
For, how can I forget its my fault not the ones who accepted me..
and I have no right to neglect and made the plea.
So, here I am still sitting quitely,
waiting for the Dawn to be warm again...
To find my own way, as I choose my life to go my way!!!
Copyright © Abhiruchi Shrivastava | Year Posted 2010
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Never thought of such sight,
Never Thought of such Flight,
Holding Hands and Raising Eyes..
Far across at such Height.
Blossoms across the valley,
When you came in my Alley.
Silence in the flowing breeze,
Whispers of opening creese.
Never thought of such hypnotize,
Never thought of such silent inner fight...
When I have no hold on myself,
Just a magic leading my way through entire night.
Life gives various flavors-
Sweet, Bitter and even more in trailer.
Suddenly someone's presence co near,
You cannot realize how much he is your own dear.
Never thought of the emptiness before
Nevr thought of the closeness of behold,
You came we met in a Golden Evening -
And now I think I can name it a '' Happy Meeting ''
Copyright © Abhiruchi Shrivastava | Year Posted 2007
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Abhiruchi Shrivastava Poem
Many words written yet hidden,
Many expressions open yet hidden,
Hidden is what your eyes says while droping some pearls.
Hidden is what your hearts says while no sound is out.
Hidden is when pain comes till neck neck but stored as pain before it reaches mouth.
Hidden is when you take a quick break of 2mins while a happiest moment.
Hidden could be anything
Expectation not met,
Feelings not shared,
Dreams not fulfilled,
Wounds never caressed,
Love not understood or accepted,
Or of;
Fear never addressed by a securer,
Nature can be both - for Good or for bad
Yet,
Whatever Hidden is, its always a baggage - heavy and loaded.
Bursting yet compressed.
Tough to take life long, yet people do..
With no gender bias - whether Men or Women...
Men do hide saying Women is complicated,
Women do accept but can't share even then.
Well, Secrets are to be Hidden and it is their existance.
So, lets accept hidden to keep the identity of Secret,
But always do remember to not let it take once own existance.
if possible open to one good soul,
who can take everything in - with no further out.
Who can help you way less with no dent on your Pride.
So,
Is it still Hidden .... what your SECRET or the GOOD SOUL!
Copyright © Abhiruchi Shrivastava | Year Posted 2010
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Abhiruchi Shrivastava Poem
Somtime for some exprssions word can't speak...
Its' a kind of combination for all emotion tweak.
At such moments -
Don't ask me to express overall...
Just look into into eyes...
and silence will say it all.
Copyright © Abhiruchi Shrivastava | Year Posted 2007
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Its rightly said I believe … only that person can make you cry
Who has made you laugh the most..
Your heart will get scar to the deepest..
By the one whose memories are residing till the coast.
Promises are broken mostly
By the one with highest hopes..
And is natural – after all we are human’s
Our expectations never falls they always rises.
Own feelings were always justified
Without tested on the parameters of logic and crisis.
We neglect the waves of time, that brings changes
We freeze attributes of today and bring them as dices.
That’s not fare – truly not.
If you love - you love, if they love - they love
But circumstance at bridge stones may change
and might be different always.
If we care we should understand
although it’s not an easy emotional bend
That accept it as it comes and understand it as it goes.
It’s painful at both the ends
But that’s how our destiny is mend!!
Copyright © Abhiruchi Shrivastava | Year Posted 2011
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I dream -
To sleep in your safe and secured arms
To dream under stary night while wrapped in your presence
Wakeup while gazing your calm and silent face,
Follow your walk when your mind is curious to some amazing facts,
Laugh when I know your eyes are following me from farthest corner,
Lost when mere your fragrance comes near,
Fly high in senses just with you my dear.
I dream -
To fear for nothing,
To wait for you to come-in
To cry as you will rush to support in.
To run where just you and I can rest in.
I dream -
To live my life with you, by your side...
... While my breadth is merged with your heartbeat.
Copyright © Abhiruchi Shrivastava | Year Posted 2010
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Silence says I love you!,
Also, I hate you.
Silence says I care for you,
Also, who are you?
Silence says I am curious, tell me more..
Also, don't bother - you are a bore.
Silence says you are right goon..
Also, shut up you are absolutely wrong!
Silence is Concern, Confusion & Frustration!
For you they are thoughts,
For your beloved they are stopwatch.
So, pls save them and speak out !!
As Love will wait till end
Silently ofcourse..
Copyright © Abhiruchi Shrivastava | Year Posted 2010
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