where in the nights
have you hidden
your veil of desires,
foggy and sinister?
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hAppY DiWaLi
as the otherwise dark
street lit up in the festive light,
someone noticed an old man blind,
feeble and dirty, trashcan behind...
as someone asked,
"why are you here, blind man?",
he smiled, and said,
"I was always here, my boy,
only everyone needed a festival
to walk out of blindness,
and I can see all even if I cannot."
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alone
as I walked alone
through the streets
drenched in smiles,
lit by lamps of
prayers and delight,
the chaos served
as the catharsis
to my melancholy!
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together
I wish my saudade
could absorb your tears
you shed alone,
burn moments of melancholy
in the air of solitude,
together as we grow!
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《Thanks, @writersnetwork, for the like.》saudade
afternoons spent idle,
evenings in camaraderie,
nights over mocktails,
days in joyful pranks
create a sponge of grief
today, as I spend it in saudade!
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Previous post at: #265tmpirony
the smoke from the hearth
compelled him to think,
clouded his blind faith
on bitter superstition...
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Previous post at: #264tmphearth's heart
tough days tore my nerves,
and broke my power:
not all moonlit nights
are inspiring enough;
I chose to sit alone:
the ember, my companion;
the warmth of the hearth
persuaded me to stay,
rejuvenating my spirits
to know myself amidst defeats...
I felt like a thousand gods
and the night froze asleep.
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born from the last bones
of the addictive Summer,
he manipulates life
to set up his fervour.
the autumn's yellow is gone,
grey gusts of wind are fond
of tricky games of life,
cold and deadly is the wild.
I can see no frozen emotions:
Winter buries all wonders
in its breaths of fury,
romance and hate altogether...
he, therefore, is a just criminal
discriminates no breathing human!
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Previous post at: #262tmpclouds of caelum
persistent thoughts of you
make my poetry desperate,
the jingle of your earrings
smoothens my melancholy
and I can wait not to walk
beside you...
either here in this life
or beyond
the clouds of caelum
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Previous post at: #261tmpinsure my joys
by trapping them beneath
your skins of heart...
let them not be lost
in the hypocrisy of love
or the vapours of caelum...
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《Thanks,@writersnetwork, for the like.》The dusty streets, unwashed,
could not believe the union...
Happiness walked like a slow sunset.
Sadness flew past like a noisy hurricane.
And what began to bloom suddenly
was pure, young Life!
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《Thanks, @writersbay, for the like.》Can dreams
be not clouds
hiding you
from the shine
of negativities?
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《This was posted earlier but got deleted. So I am posting again.》sfumato
allow me to immerse
in your thoughts,
creating a space of joys
untouched by desires
as if we are miscible
forming a pleasant sfumato!
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《Thanks,@writersnetwork, for the like. 》clouds
scattered foams
embellish the skies
like a painting drawn
with brushes of white;
ensuring sights of joys
they fly around,
raining in summer and
shadowing poor winter.
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Previous post at: #256tmplike moments of love
the moonlight peeps
through the window
like a child wanting to
steal the best toy
from the shelf of his dreams!
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《Thanks, @writersbay, for the like and comment.》emotions get blurred
when the horizon is murdered
by the cunning clouds
willing to veil the sunset far!
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Previous post at: #253tmpunspoken me
Wish I could create
a beautiful world...
where calm skies
are not challenged
by violent mob fights
where ripples in lakes
beside the jute fields
are not disturbed
by acid attacks around
where love is not enslaved
by caste to cause deaths
of promises of harmless lovers
where religion is not a crime
and much more stays
beyond breathing
where embellishments are
measured in love
and not gold and pearls
where I can write free,
sing without worries
and think free.
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Previous post at: #251tmpthe diamond decayed to dust
but love...
love stayed alive despite hate and rust!
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Previous post at: #250tmpmy withered rose petals
have befriended dust
as their companions
since the time
you did not accept them!
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Previous post at: #248tmpinstant coffee,
instant love:
all stay alive
amidst scars and burns.
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