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A Few Nothings

To love someone,
Then, to suddenly hate
Dig own dungeons
Then why blame the fate?

When ‘pen is mightier, than the sword’
Then why do actions, speak louder than words?

Finding answers to unasked questions
Laughing at others
While we fail to understand our own perceptions

Why to ‘Forgive and Forget’
When something makes us cry and upset

‘Silence is Golden’, are words of the weak
When left unheard
Even the dumb shout at the peak

Why ‘better late than never’
Moment lost , can it be earned again ever?

Moments we try to forget
Engrave themselves in our mind

Small things we try to remember
Slip away like sands of time

‘Immortal’ time, away it flies
But every Bird, one day dies

To have all, yet to want more
Even the tides calm down & merge in ground
Once they hit the shore

Why ‘little learning is dangerous’
Was everyone born perfect & gracious?

‘An eye for an eye’ says the revengeful mind,
But then one day,
Won’t the whole world be blind?

Why am 'I' a no one?
Until I stand up
& prove ‘ME’ over someone

We fall again and again 
To be learned & wise
But with Bruises and the pain
Isn’t it tough to rise?

Past is said to be ‘gone’
Then why history repeats itself
Future is yet to ‘born’
Then why do we tense ourselves?

If we can do anything
Why can’t we conquer everything?
I guess you pondered over some things
Things you ignored as ‘A Few Nothings’!!!

Copyright © Priyum Bajaj | Year Posted 2015



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We Fall To Rise Again

I walked along the sea shore
Unsatisfied, craving for more,
Over my face, the tears rolled,
Burdened with fears, cried my soul.

Pondering over unfulfilled greed,
Regretting for every unsown seed,
I could never stand for myself,
Always too afraid, i confess!

In my life could never win,
As i believed in giving in
Could never put forward my set of proposals
Being too afraid of refusal
Never touched the height of perfection
Being too afraid of “Failure’s” intervention..

Suddenly..
Interrupting my monologue, roared the silent sea
In which i could see,
My FEARS craving for apologies.
Waves seemed too roll down now and then,
May be just to rise again!

Deep thoughts made me realize,
Giving one try worth the price.

As we do not know the depth of risks 
Until we dive and drown,
We do not know the height above,
Until we fall on the ground!

We cannot gain until we lose,
To know the value of acceptance,
One has to be refused!

We cannot know the joy of winning,
until we keep it at stake,
We cannot ever reach perfection,
Until we learn from the mistakes we make.

So what if we fall today,
Its just to rise another day!

Even a small ant falls a million times,
Until the wall could be climbed.
A small baby continues to fall,
Until one day he can finally crawl.
With the pain of falling, every bird cries,
Until one day, it learns to fly.

Just like all of them,
WE FALL NOW AND THEN
But
WE FALL TO RISE AGAIN!!!

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Be a Real Man

The curves of her body are not for your hands to slide,
For that she buries herself under the pardahs, for them curves to hide.
Those two freaking eye balls, follow her assets everywhere,
Buddy, you are not blessed with that pair, to just stop and stare!

Look at your mouth, drooling with lust,
Look at your eyes, aiming for her bust.
With that pair, milk she fed you with,
Little did she know, u will pay back throwing bottles of acid.

Nurturing since childhood, a constant fear
Being a girl is not easy, she swears!
Your harsh whistles, when enter her ears,
Your shameless intentions are crystal clear!

Her  body does not invite you in anyway, even if she decides to expose,
For people like you, her doors of sexuality are always closed.
If this was your purpose to live, may god keep you unfertilized,
9 months of pain are not worth it, one day she will realize.

Your hands so eager, to pull her clothes down,
Murder her directly, than digging dungeons to bury her womanhood underground.
She never took birth to quench your desperation,
She  is not a toy to play with, so filter your intentions.

She will walk past u naked, and dare u, not an eye should roll,
She will kick u off in that way, begging for manhood, will cry your soul.
Do not mistake her silence for acceptance, 
don’t mistake her inaction for her weakness.


you judge her by her clothes,and u were born naked in front of her,
you judge her by her curves, and she lost them all in giving birth to u
you judge her by her face, n look shame is what written on yours,
you judge her by her work, like u have anything better than t give your baseless judgements!!

One day her patience will end, n that will be your ‘judgement day’
That day for your misconduct, heavy price u will pay
because, once she is done, u will know her strength,
for justice and her self respect she ll go to any length.

So stop being a pervert, and learn to respect,
This time, let the humanity within you, stand erect.
Forcing your will on hers, is not the right way to show
Be a real man,
and through your values she will know!!!!

Copyright © Priyum Bajaj | Year Posted 2015

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Standing At the Horizon

Pushed her womb from North to South
Born with a silver spoon in my mouth

I cried and cried and had swollen eyes
Surprised to see, my mother still smiled

Played a lot in her arms
Entered a life full of charms

Believing in all fairy tales heard 
Had my own beliefs, though absurd

Then buried under depths of teenage
Pushed into orthodox caverns of stone-age

Amidst I fretted for cramming inked words
Still couldn’t reach the expectations how absurd!

Leaving ‘teen’ entering a new phase
Peeping into the mirror, searching for my true face

Became a good human, gave people smiles
Parents gave an inch, I took it a mile

Got tied with threads of 7 circles
Made promises to stand together against all hurdles

Then my existence took a re-birth 
Stood my children unearthed

Took deep care & paved a way for them to live
A reflection of values that yet my parents give

Getting older and older, day by day
Lacking depth, in what I say

As now, that silver spoon has rusted
With nothing left, I stand disgusted


When I was born decades were to come
Now I stand ahead centuries undone

I came in this world and I cried 
And could see a world that smiled

& now when I’m going I smile
Leaving behind a world to cry

Covering my body, 
With my heart pumping its last beat
All colours fading to a white sheet

Closed my eyes now forever 
Knowing I won’t get this life ever

Repenting for all my hurtful deeds
Regretting for every unsown seed

Standing at the Horizon
Where ocean and sky meet
No way to take a turn
Time for me and God to meet

Reaching the Horizon of Life & Death 
Phew!
I took my last breath.

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Let Me Be, Let Me Bleed

Drop by drop as my womanhood bleeds
White skirt soaked in blood how could I 'stay-free'?
'Whispers' all around me, all about me and classmates with questioning minds
I ran as fast as I could, leaving those  blood spots behind!

Mom hugged me, wiped my tears and comforted me with a 'strange soft napkin'
I thought the problem was over, 
But guess what?
It was just the beginning!
Every month was different now,
having a few 'bad' days 
Writhing in pain, gulping tablets in vain
As if all this is not enough, PMS too finds it's way!

And then the 'hush-hush don't say it out loud'
'Hide' the sanitary napkin from the crowd
Where I am already blaming periods for the pain I go through
You stop me from entering the kitchen and worshipping god too?


Why so many myths and such secrecy?
I got my periods because I decided not to have a baby!
People need to grow up and grow out of such superstitions
I got my periods because I am capable of reproduction!

They say if I am "Old enough to bleed, I am Old enough to breed"
But first they should be old enough to understand,
It's just a matter of a few days every month, 
Give me some space, let me breathe
If you want me to breed
Then let me be, let me bleed

Let me bleed in peace!

Copyright © Priyum Bajaj | Year Posted 2018



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Goodbye, Old Friend

GOODBYE………OLD FRIEND!

After the family comes this ‘friend’ 
Holds your hand from the beginning and walks till the end
I remember my first day when I entered the school
With teary eyes I looked at you
U too looked at me but smiled
That was the last time, alone I cried

Remember how we walked in corridors
And rarely any classes we bunked
But whenever v used to have a fight
Each time a little my heart sunk
Surely, school life would have been incomplete without you being with me
If today I look back to those 15 years, you are the most important thing I see


Talking to you about every bit and piece
How much ever wasted I may feel,
You had the power to bring my mind at peace
Being called the twin sisters, and saying *touchwood*
But guess the roots were not so strong, on which that wood stood

A different charm, when we spent the time together
Friendship stays the same, I thought, forever
But CHANGE is the only constant, that’s what I have heard
People change unexpectedly, isn’t it absurd?

 people may come and people may go
that’s how life maintains its flow
but, memories  choose to stay with us always
with tears and smiles they  constantly play

some people will make memories till the end , a few
but some will give memories to you
remember, without emptying the glass
more water cant be poured,
without losing some, new ones, you cant afford

I know,
Even today we talk and chat everyday
But the charm and closeness is fading away
May our friendship stays always
But I will miss those school days

‘Best’ friends do exist, as we have always been
But time to move on, it may sound mean
I guess someday you stop by, and read these few lines
But that tag of best friend that you gave me
Hope it always stays mine

i know we both have changed from inside
but having that bond for years
our greatest pride
i know one day we will hug each other
and i know one day this bond will choose to stay forever

Good luck old friend, 
I know for each other we will still be there
Our words may lack that charm
But never that bond that we will always share

Good bye old friend, 
But as you go, always remember
The memories u gave me will stay with me forever
I will find new ones, so will You
But the bond we shared, 
Was just between us two!

Copyright © Priyum Bajaj | Year Posted 2015

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Dream

DREAMzzzz.....?!?!

A story of our sub conscious Mind while we r asleep,
Or a bag full of aspirations , wen in disappointment we weep,
Something ,which one has not achieved as yet,
Or something for which our goals v set,
I wonder if its real or just our imagination
Or may be it becomes reality with our determination.
Every morning we wake up with a million dreams
But fr that i need t sleep right away,
As simple as it seems :)

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A 21 Year Old

Ask me about my career, I wouldn’t have a clue
I am busy questioning my very existence, like a fool
Waiting for the ‘right’ time to take the ‘right’ decision
Till then I simply avoid those ‘ruthless’ people who ask such questions
Things don’t work like this, that’s what I am told
Oh good lord spare me!
In the end I am just a 21 year old.

Ask me about my love life, and I would say I love my dog
Be it my tears, my smile or my anger, she has seen me going through all
The winds, those pretty flowers and rains
Finding happiness amidst sorrow and pain
But that’s just in the movies and the novels I read
In the real life, I guess I will stay single with such needs
Things don’t work like this, that’s what I am told
Oh good lord spare me
In the end I am just a 21 year old.

Ask me about my family, and I will say I love them a lot
It took me a few years to realize their importance
But I hope they will forgive me for being such a clot
But it takes time to cherish the love of such purity
To get over and look beyond teenage insanity
I hope things work like this, in this, nothing was to be told
Oh good lord spare me
In the end m just a 21 year old

Ask me if I know how to cook, and I would ask will Maggie be enough?
Dealing with those flames and spices, I find that a little tough
But then mom says, you are a grown up now, you should learn all this
My  answer?
I will learn it when the time is right , 
let's not be unfair by leaving a cook unemployed
Things don’t work like this, that’s what  I am told
Oh good lord spare me
In the end i am just a 21 year old

Ask me when I am planning to grow up
And I will say, I need more time
A little more time to introspect, a little more time to know
The purpose of my life , someday I will unfold
Till then, oh good lord spare me
I am just a 21 year old!

Copyright © Priyum Bajaj | Year Posted 2018

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A Dilemma Part I

A DILEMMA 
(Part I)

Every night before closing my eyes,
My heart, I comfort with a million lies
Across the bridges ,like the oceans seven
Across this ‘hellish’ life, lies heaven

Everyday I chose not to lose hope
Before everything falls apart, THEY will be able to cope
But,
My expectations are stabbed brutally
What lies in my hands? 
It’s always the fate ultimately

Words like love have no place
I don’t know in whom to find solace
Crashing things and slamming the doors
Both of them, no guilt and no remorse 

They fail to understand how much it hurts me
My bruised heart, I hope someday they will see
Some past experiences they don’t wish to forget
And I tell them to move on
This solution, they reject! 

Those ruthless people force me to choose
It feels like standing in two boats,
One feet up and myself, I l lose
The  situation, these emotions, leave me in confusion
It feels as if my HAPPINESS is some delusion

To choose between my mom and dad
Every time I try, as if my heart is stabbed

To become partially orphaned is what the court asked,
They say ‘give a SIMPLE  answer’
Is it really this simple task?
Do misunderstandings always lead to separation?
Or behind the curtains, god offers some solutions?

But who has the patience, to pull the curtains down?
No one is ready to bury their egos under the ground
To wake up every morning just to hear them scream
Every second is a night mare,
I miss those childhood  fairy dreams

Tomorrow is the day of judgement
None of them, ready for a settlement
I m still wondering whom to choose
Come what may, one of them, I will lose

I hope till morning I find some way 
I hope some miracle takes place on this judgement day
I hope, these ‘hopes’ are not shattered like always
Mom and dad,
With BOTH of you I wish to stay!

(guys, this poem is not at all related to my real life.....random poem it is)

Copyright © Priyum Bajaj | Year Posted 2015


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