A Requiem for my father

A Requiem for my father When he was growing up, T’was the era of the sixties The culture of soulful Jazz, the twin-colored pictures He was raised not in a household, but in an ‘army camp’ Where he was mindful of his duty and made to vie for a Govt. stamp. He wrought incessantly, a…

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OUR LIONESS ‘ GAURI LANKESH’

OUR LIONESS ‘ GAURI LANKESH’ Tell us what wrong Gauri Lankesh had done? For the debacle, the so called ’Nationalits’ had won. Is our freedom to speak so suppressed.  Like the today’s mountain jutting from the trough and crest. It seems as if the whole world was against her For what she had done was…

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Partition

Partition Abiding the pitter-patter, the rattling rain Submerged to tip, toeing in Sutlej’s wet sandy grains; Below the searing storm of heavens, the bellowing roar of decry, Constant cankering crying croppers, justly punished by the sky. ‘Oh Lord’, they weep, swearing about the injustice, Who slaughtered brothers like sheep? Who forgone armistice? No ravages of…

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Anamnesis of Friendship

Anamnesis of Friendship For those childhood friends which we forget about, but then regret it. A shared secret, in that juvenile hiding place, Recalling with crystal clarity, my first friend’s face. Intertwining memories of pulling poignant pranks, Or just innocently holding hands. Reminiscing about childhood friends and callow ways, Serenely smiling in bliss, sitting in…

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Fairytale Bliss

Fairytale Bliss In a place so deserted, In a dark night like this I came where it all began looking for some fairytale bliss. The wobbly walls and the creaking door led to something known, a feeling old but felt before. From that retro dialer, Grandpa’s rocking chair To those needles of granny All made…

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War: The Bitter Truth

War: The Bitter Truth A war is a small trend but life cries till end. All of us loose But why again we choose? The real war is after the war… And that is for sure When the dead arrives home Quietly saying…they were the gnome. All of them wrote see you soon… But now…

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Interlude

Interlude Awake at four this morning, My heart clutched at everything Everything that mattered, And some which didn’t even. It was morning already, But calm & soft as ever The world around me silent, And still crinkled a drop of tear. A drop that turned into a puddle, And slowly I was all evolved Evolved…

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Teenage…A Little Rage

Teenage…A Little Rage Through the eyes of a teenager I see the big greedy world! Getting up everyday and looking at blue skies! Deciding to make another try…. Yes, I see my success….and off to school! I see my loved ones and feel my sadness is way down! And I ask seriously, is it on…

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The Journey

The Journey The only blaze that shone, Was taken at the eleventh hour of need, Exasperated, she continued; Seeking something that was hard to come by, The unknown walkways clearing out as she passed, She realized the shackles she thought were just her feet. She couldn’t see the shining light, But she knew exactly where…

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The House Opposite my Window

The House Opposite my Window Broken pieces that’s all I could see, From the stainless window, Standing on the sill I prayed, For the calm of this tornado. I glanced once more with open eyes, Wondering if the view would change, Disappointed I turned away again, The hope I had now felt really strange. After…

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A Happy Ending?

A Happy Ending? On the moon we walk, Of the stars we talk. On the earth we live, For the stars we strive. Of a world we imagine, With equal rights for all On the lands we stand, At the cost of others blood, we are bound. The stories of the past, We recite to…

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Vicissitude

Vicissitude With shackles around hands and tears down the cheeks She dragged herself to the shore of the sea. The tides touch low at her feet washing away the feculence of the bygone time, When the credulous she was so easily fleeced. The sun rising far across the distance of the marine As the waves…

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A Wishful Artistry

A Wishful Artistry I wish to make wonderful art With sheer competence and a cheerful heart. How do I begin, I wonder? With a tint of magic out of squander. I know I am a newbie thou art But I wish to give it a bloomy start. I aspire to make out something fresh More…

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Wall Flower

Wall Flower I stood there in a corner Silent and all smiling, Holding a glass of wine A glass with sparkles And a grin so full of shine. I widened the grin with every passing stranger, no matter what storm it was. A storm? Oh! Really? It was a celebration after all. I continued to…

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