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Akshaya Madhu Poem
THE LADY DOWN THE LANE
The lady down the lane knew it all.
From the number of people in our small country town,
to why Mr. and Mrs. Francis had that ugly fight that ended up real bad.
Who am I kidding,
She even knew how much i scored in math last summer.
Don’t ask me how, but she knew it all.
Everyone in town knew her.
But not as much as she knew everyone in town.
Everyone knew her as the lady down the lane,
But she knew all those skeletons that lie
deep down the cupboards of each of those ideal men down the lane.
Everyone knew her as the lady down the lane, who knew it all.
The whole town attended her funeral.
Now, it won’t be a surprise when relief flooded the minds of all those ideal men, would it?
sadly ,Nobody would now know what she knew .
Who am I kidding,
When you get to be the chosen one of the lady down the lane,
Wouldn’t you know it all?
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To my Ex,
Leaving you behind the way you left me
hurts much more than what I taught it would be.
But you left me no choice
but to leave you and move on.
Move on, from your taught ,your feel ,
from you itself......
As what you left behind in me
is just hate , anger , and revenge.
I wont hurt you physically ' my love ' ,
I just cant do that to you.
But that cant stop me from taking my revenge,
can it..... 'no'... why should it,
as I am to hurt you by being bold , strong
and walking past you with my head high up in the sky,
and a smile on my face,
saying a lie to myself that I hate you
and that I don't need you.
Copyright © Akshaya Madhu | Year Posted 2016
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I was late ..
Late like hell.
For my boards.
Having no choice left
I hurried.
Reaching school
Just in time,
I realised
I forgot my hallticket .
I started pleading at
the strong security
to let me in
When I realisd ,
He was soo handsome.
And he was the
Most handsome guy
I have ever seen.
That was when
it started to rain .
I wiped the water
off my face ,
And opened my eyes,
to see it all was a dream
And the water on my face
Was from the jug ,
My mom was holding.
Copyright © Akshaya Madhu | Year Posted 2016
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Akshaya Madhu Poem
I was late ..
Late like hell.
For my boards.
Having no choice left
I hurried.
Reaching school
Just in time,
I realised
I forgot my hallticket .
I started pleading at
the strong security
to let me in
When I realisd ,
He was soo handsome.
And he was the
Most handsome guy
I have ever seen.
That was when
it started to rain .
I wiped the water
off my face ,
And opened my eyes,
to see it all was a dream
And the water on my face
Was from the jug ,
My mom was holding.
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you n' me together we are.
I know you,
but do you know me?
There are stuff you don't know,
n' they are stuff you will know soon,
n, when you know ,
will you hate me?
I am sorry ,
you don't know my story.
you n' me, together are we?
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I annoy her
Annoy her ,to her core
Of patience
and then its time.
Ting ting ting ,
The bell rings in her head
She scrams at me
............................
I scream at her
She pulls my hair
And I pull hers
She starts to cry
N this time
its our mom
Shouting from her room
N its time for me
To act all innocent
And the stare she gives me
Is just priceless
As priceless as her.
.......dedicated to all those annoying sisters
who loves their young
-~Akshaya
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Akshaya Madhu Poem
In this world of 7 billion
I write this verse.
For me , the recognition
doesn't matter
I dont tend to leave
any landmark behind .
But who I was
Will always be weighed up
through the people I influence.
My name does not matter,
For what I did matters.
After all , Whats in a name......
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she makes me forget.
She makes me think and rethink.
she shows me what i can do.
She shows me what i want to do.
She acts upon my mood .
And by the time
I am done with her,
She brings back a positive mood.
She takes me to a land ,
Where the impossible is made possible.
For she is my sleep
My dearest sleep
My dearest sleep
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longing for the day
Where peace comes first
And harmony tags along
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Recognition is all i seek.
Might not admit it out loud,
but that is what i desire.
To be recognized.
To not be ignored.
to not go unnoticed.
To go recognized.
To be recognized as 'me',
not a shadow to an unwanted body.
but a brain to the body,
a soul to the body,
the liveliness of the body.
To be recognized for 'the beauty of my soul'.
the brain to this beautiful soul.
The brain to the beautiful unnoticed soul
that gives life to the unwanted body.
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