english poetry

What is even my Dream?

That experienced gentleman,A humane person,Yet to-the-point,Direct. The really sticky conundrum,He solved it,A simple solution,A question. What is your dream really?The one you think,Or the one I see?A statement. He suggested a leap of faith.Mumbai, of course,What else really?Mumbai. No, I was absolutely clear!Not with uncertainty,Not without them,Mummy-Papa! The conversation just conversed,Me within myself,Talking endlessly,This was …

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You don’t teach,To dream,And then take away,Leaving little few. But it isn’t you,Of course,You always struggled,And that made you If it was dreams,Alone,You wouldn’t be youThe truest true In times like these,I truly wish,For a beautiful possibility,An after-life anew. But no more dreams,For now,Let’s bury the ones from past,A few moments with you Life hasn’t …

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There's no right, there's no wrong, there's no love, no loyalties; Everyone is after all, a human, defending their frailties.

So Are You!

There’s no right, there’s no wrong,there’s no love, no loyalties;Everyone is after all, a human,defending their frailties. So smile, just forget,everyone is wrong somewhereand so are youso are youPart of corrupted mentalities. You are not God, you’re human,Human with biases and flaws;So just move on, cut the frown,Journey within, leave outer formalities!


Loneliness is the echo of uniquenessTells meAt all timesNobody can answer me.,Like me The worries are not hereditary,The fears are not obligatoryThe parallels drawn don’t make senseMy path is somewhere else,Alerts this loneliness. The debris of unthinkable thoughts,The calamity of explaining in words,The predictable reply of othersAnd the loneliness tells meTake time out for yourself,There’s …

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