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Nishant Patil Poem
You walk at night,
No fear, no worry.
Darkness shows your might,
It's first glance I've to hurry.
You drink and smoke and chill and freak!
To my interests is none of those.
For texting a mate, I need to sneak,
Then for all the rest, once think of my woes!
How lucky I was! My dad didn't compel me die.
Yes there is a cause, I dream to reach the sky!
But you couldn't see me smile,
Harass me and torment.
Merely to show off your style,
Your deeds were wild and blatant!
Wasn't your mom alive? To teach you to respect me
Was your sister hidden in the hive? Her pains you couldn't see!
But now that time's far gone,
My power has reached the zenith!
Your worthless progressions I scorn,
Just read my vision beneath!
Until now I was all alone,
Today the whole world's at my back.
Along the current of dominance I've flown,
Against the flow now I pack!
My love remains the same,
And so does all my care.
But its no more your dirty game,
To me you won't ever scare!
Respect is not something that I now demand,
I know this world is mine.
Respect is something that now I command,
Better get it all through your spine!
I make this world a better place yo live.
And so do the rest of the women.
To universe, hope and existence we give,
Will keep on forever and ever and ever again.
I'll wear what I want,
Step out without a daunt.
Meet and hang with whom I desire,
For as long as I aspire.
I know my boundaries very well,
Won't slip off, needless to tell.
Shall do all, that does a man.
Dare you doubt if I can.
Yes!Yes I'm proud to be a woman!
Because only I can bring up a daughter and son.
Now no one can stop me from filling my life with all the existing hues,
Because from now its "My life, My rules!!"
Copyright © Nishant Patil | Year Posted 2015
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Nishant Patil Poem
On the death bed for cessation, a platform free from brawl,
I perceive in peace my debilitating breath.
And give off a brief one as I hear my call,
The one from the train to the paradise.
My soul boards it on, waving a good-bye to my body and kins.
The journey commences, the patrons graciously welcome me with smiles.
I gladly accept the offered window seat to witness the realm free from sins,
Inhaling the pristine air of contentment.
Breaching the clouds, up above the sky we go,
The chirping of birds, the whistle of the engine a merry music to our ears.
The spruce of blossoms of all the shades that we know,
A pleasant company all along the path.
The track so well embellished with assorted vines.
The aroma of satiation by the sight of mighty green grooves,
The breathtaking millisecond vision sends shivers down our spines,
Of the fiery magnificent flight of the phoenix.
Revelation of the antiquities, is more a shocking miracle than delight.
The Unicorn's excursion although contradicts it being mystique.
Is crystal clear to our eyes, to our intellects with dynamic energy we are forced to fight.
Such is the greatness of the train journey.
The train ceases and the Train-master affirms the journey concludes at the moment.
My face dims down, I wish it would go on forever.
My most awaited end I've reached, but a great transition is encountered by my temperament.
Once, only for once again,
I want to travel in 'The train to the Paradise'.
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Nishant Patil Poem
There were times when I'd a desire to be great,
Your respect, and appreciation would lift my shoulders up.
A tincture of flattery was enough for me to be manipulated,
Because that was the only reward for which I did struggle,
I used to see the mirror and wonder whether everyone would like,
Your opinion was far more important than was mine.
It was difficult for me to see someone win,
And so did I always win to make your hands meet in applause.
Though I enjoyed the held-high-up life, something was incomplete,
Something that came along as I suddenly discovered myself a day.
And that fine day on, I've grown stronger, I'm me,
As now I laugh on what I've done before.
I don't want to be your favourite any more,
I don't want to be Mr. Perfect.
Oh! The hero! Cool Dude! Popular guy!
This is damn not that I long for.
I want to be the eagle of my own sky,
The horizon of my unexplored blue.
My own pinnacle of excellence, success,
The epitome of honesty and wisdom.
It's not your affection, I aim to obtain,
Nor your attention makes me feel pleased.
The love that I've developed in self,
Is greater than any exaggerated emotion.
None of your achievements give me envy now,
None of your extravagant talent does make me feel low, I say, 'You carry on buddy! '
As I choose a skill and develop it with my own pace,
No haste, only dedication, interest and I'm sure I'm going to make it.
I still read tragedies, but the approach I now have has turned,
The ballads still ring my ears, but the melody is much different.
I still shed some tears, but even they seem something worth it,
Because, Yes, I've started loving Self! Yes I've done that!
Yes, I've learned to sink into the deeper depths of my thoughts,
Yes, I've learned to walk out of the unrestrained desert of loneliness.
Not that I've forgotten the shallow emptiness, I had been in in for long,
Just that I've found something better to carry on.
It's my life now and you are just a small star in my sky,
I confess how I love myself more than anyone out there.
Now I'm myself the equator and both the poles as well,
Because, Yes, I've started loving Self! Yes I've done that!
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Nishant Patil Poem
All I behold are the shades of darkness, the moon shines, the stars twinkle.
But my ecstasy for your glimpse, your abundance is leaving me fidgety.
My mind promenading in the blissful warmth of your heat and sparkle.
On my hands, my lips, my eyes and all of me, for the touch of your gleam I crave.
Though my Chassis slumbers, my heart will stay up forever.
For I always feel you crawling nearer to me with each passing moment!
Copyright © Nishant Patil | Year Posted 2015
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