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Sonali Thakur Poem
It's a far reaching stretch,
Large people has flooded in,
I am not alone,
My father has held my brothers hand pretty strong;
As he makes the path in between
I too am catching up ,
A carnival is yet to come
Huge creatures approached
as we stood in front .
Loud drums and hustling crowd
papa speaks to his friends around ,
But I did see his one hand still held
By that little guy on the ground,
Through a distance ,
there was this white eyed, black teeth shabby clothed crow like guy
Running right at the crowd ,
Wherever he went , people gasped.
And As he was approaching ,
I already took a few steps back
He came right at my brothers face,
And He curled up to my father's legs
leaving everyone awestruck
Then restoring to our places ,
People laughed .
It's a far reaching stretch,
Life is filled with strange people
I am not alone ,
But I too would love
To hold my father's hand .
Copyright © Sonali Thakur | Year Posted 2025
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Sonali Thakur Poem
Sparkling whites are headed towards sky
Lifeless things, who can answer Why?
May be they see them resting over
And desire to fly!
Looking high upto infinity
A sob a cry!!
Swinging trees covered with ice
Are shining bright, with the grace of sunlight
Then, does the high headed look into him..
Lining from the shower to its beauty bling
Cold and still he sees in him
Mist and blunders was all he could see in I!
Depressed and weak, he again looked up
Wanting to hide from weaknesses that were brought up!
As his eyelids turned to his desire
Darkness was filled with heavy clouds shyre
Amazed at how he felt, like a scary haunting wolf
And deep down Mist seemed right...
Peeping in him,yet again
Mist seemed unhanded but
This was the day his ice seemed mended
Mended to a brook, which was fast yet a glory..
Taking him to its turn fresh and flowery!!
Finally did it slow down,
Made him see the green beauty
Freaking out what he saw earlier a cold desert of white,
Was a bright tremendous beauty spreader!!
Trees swinging as the chirpings, turned to be melody
And that a bear thought to be a danger,
Was also a caretaker
And finally he made to the Crown
A king he remained therafter ;
Owning for his empire,
Remembered for desiring blue,
And the irony remained
He gets his blue in his own brook turned out to be sea...
Copyright © Sonali Thakur | Year Posted 2017
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Sonali Thakur Poem
Twinkle Twinkle little star,
I wonder from where you are!!
Up above the earth so high
Are you shining with a reliefless sigh?
Magnifiscent and appealing you are
But people loose you
excusing you are too far
Too far too many
No sign of connection I see
But why my heart beats faster,
As theres some realtion meant to be...
Will you scream out What &why?
So this heart lessen up his cry
One in millions gets us attracted to
Is that a sign of the space shared by only we two?
I know you try to reach me
But loose your life in the down flee..
This may be the reason to fullfill a wish
Of people you cannot even distinguish!!
The pain you felt may be the reason but you know..
Color changes with every season!!
People are overwhelmed untill they get their work out
No worry,if its at cost of a life
AND how much ones love shout.
Deep in the sea then you rest
Ending up by twinkling your best
Ill reach you one day
So this won't be the ending I 'll pray..
May that lord give each one a twknkling heart
Those who can erase themselves
To fullfill others grant.......
Copyright © Sonali Thakur | Year Posted 2017
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The newborn baby,The Second Child
In the Home which just turned four had arrived
and that girls life of three already there
didn't make her approve of
His sudden appear.
Of how was the attention of whole round of busy crowd
at Him from NO despair
And of how she felt Jealous and confused
of her mischiefs now termed as a rebellious dare.
How could she explain that things were not fair
to whom could she tell the latest tales and the
building fear.
The hands she wanted to return,
were busy carrying him.
What could she tell of
how it felt sitting far amongst the crowd
and to touch him , she was last.
Inspite of that his introduction needed to be explained
before anybody else,for Him to first let Her accept.
The explanations still had to be given
of if him she needed to protect at night.
The Scariness of darkness haunted her too
and her hands also fought for someone to hold up tight.
Of if the warmth of her love
She said He neede the most ,
Was it a decision to keep the girl
in the cold alone.
I am sure He slept with no grief
because
He wasn't the One awaken from
The loud whistling wind and striking thunder storm.
And I am sure
He didn't cry on the road while returning home
by looking at a friend taken to arms
when in the Sun ,he was standing alone.
I surely could tell
Mother , You couldn't make to both places
I feel that's why,
Priorities changed and
somehow that Girl became The Second Child.
Copyright © Sonali Thakur | Year Posted 2018
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Meet me in the Woods
Under the Open Sky,
The Autumn Roads
of fallen leaves left behind,
At dusk or dawn
when its not too bright,
The drizzle of flowing River
Across us shall lie,
A splash of Air
over our faces ; Our feets shall be
at such heights,
And we still be rooting
For far mountains of snow shine.
While we rest at the end of steep hill,
listening to the heaviness of our breath
taken over by the Whistling Wind
Unruled by the time span ;
We gaze through the thin Air,
Until each of us have softened
our hands and laid down our backpack.
The Mystery of our silence
warmed up in burning flames of Fire,
And we smile along with
the song being played on the Wire ,
We fell asleep
Amidst watching the Stars dazzling
on to the Vantablack Sky,
And hearing the night creatures
as each of us silently lie.
Whole Night sensing some Vibe,
We crawl under our blankets
the Coldness touches Us
from some random Site .
The Uneasiness telling us it’s the Time
We start our journey
to not miss what usually is kept disguised.
Its Stepping on the fresh layer of White
our foot prints as if imbibed ,
The white piercing the darkness
fuels Us with excitement and
Victory over our Pride.
Our numbness called
once the nature unleashed its Surprise,
The round Sun rising along
and throwing its light.
Our eyes refraining to open
We in a total mesmerize,
Determined We watched
as far as we could; Rising up with shine.
The purity was beyond Sanity
We saw the Sun Nurture
the Snow fallen here last night,
Like a mother soothes
her baby curled up in her arms as tight.
And it seeped in us,
deep where our soul cries ,
Moist eyes carried the vulnerabilities
the ones our heart forever whined.
Here I meet Me ;Uncensored ,Wild
for the very First time.
Copyright © Sonali Thakur | Year Posted 2020
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My Favorite Teacher
It might have felt lost,
In the big world of old age pillars;
once those tiny hands slipped away,
from being her fathers fillers.
From afar came Her ,
Assuring him Of me;
and hers was I to take care of.
With Her had my father shared;
my falls and winter cold silences.
In Amongst the marks of excellence
she applauded my bits of writings,
In amongst whole classes neglect
she approved my ideas considerate of
some `relevance`.
Upheld were all those who didn’t even try;
I sat silently,
while she upheld My work `well described `
while, My falling drawbacks were in well disguise.
It might have felt lost ,
If I didn’t have the direction
to turn my shortcomings ;
to learn a skill
Beautifully to soak myself in.
In whole of the chaotic chaos
Set up around Me,
there was one escape to fresh start
with her reading of the stories ;
From those each lesson she read
in English literature;
Her each pause and flawless dialect,
gave words to my frozen picture.
Now Hers are the words I speak
Hers is this world I have meet;
Made Me look beyond Restrictions
and become this Person
who Breathes this fresh air of Fiction.
Copyright © Sonali Thakur | Year Posted 2019
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High upto the wisdom thouhts
High as the heavens Stars
And highest to the world of infinity...
The truth of nature is unseen
The truth To nature is faded
The essence of mist remains uncovered
The color of the sky is revered..
Flying to the heights, The creators thought
Living upto them, The minds
The empty space is not in their to fill
It is a Wonder to explore...
The most powerful or may that be the weak
Only those reach up the sky..
Who something are willingly to seek!!
The creators eye is steadily all over
Let the wings grow to full power
Let yourself into the wisdom shower..
All you need is YOU
To capture all sky which is blue...
Copyright © Sonali Thakur | Year Posted 2017
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Deep dark,
When everything seems still
And only silence is there to fill...
A sorrow is revealed
A pain is shed
Tears are felt and
The loneliness is there to lend
She finds the reflection:her soul
A replica to console
No!! Not weak
Bcoz she does not have the need
For people's attention to seek
Empowering her strengths
Revealed with
her weaknesses in length..
And deep dark
She got her answers
with the queries put ahead
Pure and censored...
Copyright © Sonali Thakur | Year Posted 2017
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I Wish you could see Me
Back Then,
Filled With Silence
Unheard and Unafraid.
Voices then knew no Shouting
Feelings were not something to be escaped.
In such world of closeness
I was in;
A alternate universe it seems,
I wish you could see
the first steps I had taken,
hitting to the
fallbacks I didn’t Believe.
Those tears which were not
carried forever in the heart,
those lonely smiles for
timeless situations I was a part.
I wish you Could See Me back then ,
Amidst those wilderness of dawn.
Filled with Present
and Working Hard.
I wish you could Know me
Better than I am ;
straight through my Eyes
of the enduring past.
I wish you could see Me
walking by
Those empty streets,
escaping those busy roads.
Coz that’s where I come from
and persona I truly belong.
I wish you could meet Me
from the time back then.
Copyright © Sonali Thakur | Year Posted 2019
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I wasn't there
If you say so
But I grieved each and every time;
I didn't know
But my heart felt heavy
Like it was sinking in the day sky.
I get these dreams of auspicios days
I am walking around in a festive stage,
And I keep searching and
Find myself loathed in sacred duty
And I wake up gulping,
Spirits are at work to take somebody .
And I still don't want it to believe,
Myths of ordinary tales says
that somebody is going to leave .
I continue My journey
I am far away ,
What can I predict that can change .
Restless dry ache for days
Like all the things I do doesn't matter
And I keep watching the sky from inside;
Like I am trying and reminscing
All my bad cries ,
And it's couple of hours that pass by
When I End up bawling like a child ,
Like I am witnessing something that
has come to say Goodbye.
When I collect myself from the Remorse
I hear from a somebody
That we have lost Somebody,
And I keep my calm
And ask them how and all about
With a choke in my heart
I cut the call,
And I walk down the memory lane
With few moments of Abundant love shower,
Cuz I wasnt there
But I knew we had somebody who kept check on our family
as an elderly guiding flower,
Like that
We have lost too many allies,
I wasn't there
If you say so
But I have grieved each and every time.
And I come by after
Look how time flies
I don't quite talk of who has
dissapeared from our side,
And I wasn't there
If you say so,
What would I know ;
But my eyes do look for them each of every time ,
An Empty glance of the place they reside.
I didn't come there as a final abide,
And it's too late for My Goodbyes,
So I don't talk about it as
My years won't suddenly show ,
After all I wasnt there
If you say so,
And I might feel out of place
To make it show everything is all right
My smile may come through as a recurrent flaw.
I am Far ; I know .
I wasn't there
If you say so
But I have grieved each and every time
Even if It doesnt show.
Copyright © Sonali Thakur | Year Posted 2022
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