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Best Poems Written by Rituka Anand

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Mirroring

Interacting with one's own reflection,
just a glance gives no satisfaction
morphed when forms shadow in light,
don't show itself at night.

Either inferior or superior 
a complex to make one perplex,
for better of some
and a disaster for others.

In style tagged along with a smile
too real to be fragile,
what you see,is what it shows
it's just what you have to trust.

For precision loosen up inner inhibition
only you have the right to make decision.

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Bloopers

Checked unchecked all contains mistake
Reel or real it's not big a deal,
it's normal to do mistakes
it's ok not to be ok.

Fall down get up, feel when hurt
Now, you know how to deal,
mistakes makes you awake
high time to be alert.

Overconfidence or out of fear
perfection becomes imperfection,
Work with zero mistakes
always seems to be fake.

No stepping back ,it's just a test
you are on venture to become best .

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Struggler

A new morning, new fight
chasing after to hold it tight
capture and enclose in fist
dreams I followed  whole night

silent lips ready to talk 
when it ends after all
no scope but still some hope
success is not any joke

I wish I could fly and sing
but when comes to reality ,there's no wing
at dusk everything seems to rusts
there's nothing I can trust
here comes again black night
dark and dark with starlit

mind and heart encircled by daemons
a feud to settle with no weapons
eat sleep repeat
when will i make it defeat

I am on a walk 
without any trails left behind
don't know when it will come to find
comes again sunlight ,again a new morning, a new fight.

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Acceptance Craving

One day, one moment, one time,
Someone caught attention to my surprise.
A sudden glimpse or a hint of something,
I was too small to understand anything.

A part of me was happy and lively,
A part of him was the same likely.
Our encounter was the topic of discussion,
Amongst the young mind, one or the other conclusion.

Patriarchy ideology of the society,
Gave arouse to my anxiety,
A equal status is unacceptable,
Wondering reaction about the sexual stature.

Bullied, demeaned,trolled by others
I don't know if it will end any further.
Same story from the mouth of teacher
Not making it any better.

 Teacher said "did you visit the doctor"?
 Confused mind, was I the visitor?
 Digging deep understood the context
 It was pointer towards my attraction, what the heck!
 
Today somehow gathered courage,
To spill the beans of marriage.
Presenting my decision, my choice,
I was able to let out my voice.

Highly unexpected but turned to be beautiful,
A supportive hands was something not cruel.
I was elated, an ecstatic feeling arouse
To take a step ahead, no need of pause.

It's normal for opposite to attract,
But it's not applicable to all in fact.
I am captivated towards guy,
Thousands of minds will ask why?

There is nothing to loathe about,
It's who we are and we together will come out.
We deserve not be judged,
We too deserve to love and to be loved.

Let's not make it a fuss or a topic to discuss
But an ignition point to move ahead in this race,no rush 
Accept, encourage, support in all ways
Not just for today, tomorrow but for all days!

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Victim

I am the creator, I am the destructor
living for eternity
no break, no halt
keep running forever
no life and death symptoms
I am the "victim"

between lies sturdy wall
death never makes a call
driving on the lip of knife
every second is my life
it's a journey of 24hrs day and night
all set i don't have to fight
always ready to be welcomed 
I am the "victim"

second, minute, week, month, and year
it's collection of my dress to wear
summer, winter, rainy
spring and autumn
every season is my decision
don't have any reason
I am the "victim"
 
blamed for lot of things
everyones life i am driving
like two faces of coin 
good and bad are joined
i bear an happy hour
go through even bitter and sour
though have power in my kingdom
I am the "victim"


I know i am the healer, sometimes i am the killer
use me as an epitome 
can't show any emotion
I am the "victim".

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Swapped

I had it finally in my hands
I don't own it even for a second,
I could barely believe my eyes 
I did't even got a chance.

Someone partly got to know it
Someone now seems to own it,
Someone have it even after opening eyes
Someone luckily got the price.

Who said last but not the least?
Who said you will get treat?
Who said patience is sweet?
Who said not to cheat?

Am I running away?
I can't accept it this way.
I have nothing to say,
Time has still not paid.

Someone's luck proved to be luck of someone.
Someone's desire was no more admired.
Someone's feeding was given to someone.
My life was being lived by someone.

In the glory of happiness
Couldn't see tears of mine.
Why does good time make you blind?
Lips were deprived of words,
Why was i cursed?

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Parted

Standing in the queue for my turn,
seeing others faces, under blazing sun.
ok, insanely I am still human,
As, stupid habits for everyone, its given.

One path leading to another,
Everytime it felt more and more better.
Day arrived, change of plan,
Execution ground was somewhat different.

Ohh, its same, just a new work game,
trying to slip away from one, to have little fun.
jealousy, betrayal, denial,
For me everything was real.
Unforeseen circumstances, world is cruel.

A place like home to make stay,
To live better life, needed to pay.
On arrival, met cutie,
At first scared than, it was my duty.
Always clinging onto me to play,
solid, shiny, chewable things, it always wanted to take.
One day something went wrong; it was forever gone.

Days kept on passing but, moment of memories, still keeps on chasing.
Careful, this time took route to home,
A day journey; not somewhere in Rome.
Surplus amount of work to do,
Everyday, trying to fit into new shoes.

Reluctant to give up although, it was trouble.
unaware of reasons, why so much of hustle?
I always thought, don't be a porcelain doll,
Ahh, at last I did fall.

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Reunion

A day to spend, A night to hold tight,
A quirky friend, waiting for me to arrive.
Hungry, still experimenting,
Trying to prepare something tempting.

Driver stopped me somewhat afar,
Apprehensive, did I lost my star?
All the alleys looked the same,
No wonder, its a stupid game.

Finally reached end of the maze,
Ahh, seeing someone with known face.
Think we were being discreet,
A warm hug, I got as a welcome gift.

Meeting after seven years although, we didn't care.
Over the lunch, we talked about past,
golden days, story of our life, in which we were the cast.

Here comes add on, from two to three,
No fret, no regret, we were carefree.
Short tread, to have my treat,
holding my hand she said, you are same as always, cute and petit.

Back to place, movie night out,
pretty soon it will be known, what's it about.
We took blanket to cover,
As you now genre was horror.

Obviously tired, half asleep
The very next day, I had to leave.
24 hours was less indeed,
Next time when we meet, all those moment we will relive.