Showing posts with label English Poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label English Poetry. Show all posts
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Sunday, 6 May 2018
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i was not the one to cry on weakness
i was not the one, rude on known faces
i was not the one who was harsh and abrupt
i was not the one to leave the place i loved
it was you, the situation
i was the one who struggled to survive
who kept on finding what was right
things are still puzzled, to my surprise
but dear difficulty,
i am not your summer bride
you still wonder how i continue to thrive
well, you won the game with a wrong drive!
A poem by Richa Shrivastav
Richa fought and won her duel with Schizophrenia. Dear Richa, you are an inspiration to many. Thrive, girl!
Posted on
Monday, 30 April 2018
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you, the constant star beyond the sky
i know you are madly in love with me
you put me in trouble,
only to save from another
an experience inexplicable
a little salt in the table
i learned the lesson u wanted me to
you, the weirdest teacher
i thank you
you darling out there,
may be your ways could have been better
but you knew that was the only way ever
now, when your class is over
as i sail in the sea, sitting alone
somewhere i know, you will take a stand
holding my hand, you will put me on land
i got you, the constant gazer
you, holding that smile naughtiest ever
i thank you
Richa Shrivastav
Posted on
Sunday, 18 June 2017
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office
to home
living
same life everyday
made
me realize your importance
dear phone!
when
in deep melancholy
from
an utterly boring monotony’
i
cried out for help
i
found no one but you
two
world i twirled into
real
was too real to handle
i
switched to virtual
i
found friends there
in
hundreds now i have
they
confided with me every detail
oh
believe me
i
could tell who is eating what
facebook
it called!!
you
are a magic box
i
can’t take my eyes off you
until
they burn bad
you
are like drug addiction
i
feel helpless without you
and
before i could understand
i
welcomed myself into a world of loners
they
were all like me
staring
at you every single minute
the
insta people
the
twitterati
craving
for more hits on like
more
people to connect
hoping
that would change the world
my
belief on disbelieving real actions
grew
stronger
my
mind stuck to what went viral
and
now
i
can’t differentiate between real and virtual
i am hallucinating
you
are eating my mind
controlling
my life
wish
i could dump you
but
you know all my secrets
you
play programmed art well
modern
world’s smart
hell!
A poem by Sudha Kripal
Blog - Sudha Kripal Photography
Blog - Sudha Kripal Photography
''The difference between technology and slavery is that slaves are fully aware that they are not free.''
- Nassim Nicholas Taleb
Posted on
Wednesday, 4 January 2017
You know you have found love, when you cannot find your way back.
- Robert Brault
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droplets
of hope,
languished,
stoked
numb and
narrow,
soaked in
sorrow
slippery
cheeks,
crestfallen
creeks
dire
straits,
deadly
debates
residue of
life,
poisonous
fates
once my
partner,
since,
closed gates!
Oh God!
predicament
grave,
souls
to save
what
do i do?
bugaboo..
hullabaloo..
what
do i have?
devastated
desire,
a world on
fire,
my
partner’s ire!
delirious
rave,
yes, i
did misbehave!
sitting
on the window,
a hurricane encompassed
my wrists are frozen,
i just breathe on the glass
put me on
yoke,
blow me in
smoke
better send
me to hallow
without
her, i am but shallow
victory is
in purse
i have
nobody to defeat
silence is
my curse,
i have no
song to repeat
God, give
me light
my
partner, my sight
yes, i
have low attention span
but i am
still her man
my moon
has sunk,
this
darkness is drunk
frail
is my flame,
but my
love has spunk
pining for
you, my love
i go down and above
no more a human,
i am but a
mournful dove
every
breath i crop
oh, you
have been missed
every tear
i drop
oh, you
have been kissed
if ever,
there is god,
if ever,
his glory
for all
that, and more
my love, i
am sorry!
light a
candle in my heart,
and burn
every other wish
give me
that dream we made,
that
flicker in the iris!
You know you have found love, when you cannot find your way back.
- Robert Brault
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Monday, 4 April 2016
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we, the sensible Indians
as when it comes
understand the dire need of hour
so with full conscience,
we give
them this power
to rule over us
a nation to
serve
we, the sensible Indians
do not react to a politically
driven act
are smart enough to not fall prey
for their hidden motives without
knowing fact
we, the sensible Indians
put humanity above all the evil-isms
put ‘we’ before ‘i’
put greater cause over minor
we can’t be fooled
goons can never play with 'nationalism'
we, the sensible Indians
keep calm!
who said - 'impulsive'
we know this showbiz game
wisely planted ideas
provocative, intolerant,
repulsive
our minds can’t be tamed
we know what they aim
through selfish manifestos
hiding shame under fame
a chair to claim
we can’t be ruled over
on same formula again
they cannot divide us
for vote bank run
we, the sensible Indians
stand together
are united and one !!
A poem by Sudha Kripal
One of the penalties for refusing to participate in politics is that you end up being governed by your inferiors. - Plato
One of the penalties for refusing to participate in politics is that you end up being governed by your inferiors. - Plato
Posted on
Friday, 30 January 2015
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here it goes
a story
a body, a soul
and a life untold
here
it goes
a
song,
a
pen, a diary
and
i write
the
words, the jumble
this pain, that fumble
happiness
that lies
the
melancholy inside
quotes
to cite
here it goes
a
heart that beats
a
mind that reads
emotional or astute?
organic dispute!
here it goes
a labyrinthine
a choice, a restraint
situations
to complicate
bonds
to reciprocate
muddled slate
here
it goes
a
painting
a
brush, a sheet
colors
to fill
and
i draw
a
road i never saw
here it goes
a
dream to live
a
tree for shade
receding sunrays
a sky to fly
a
storm to blow
a
sage,
and a rainbow
here
it goes
a
dance
a
music, a rhythm
a
moment to dwell
inhibitions to quell
here it goes
a
role to play
a legend to say
a
stage, an audience
a
feeling to express
a thought to process
anecdotes, folklore
rhymes, metaphor
and
here it goes
a
poem!
A poem by Sudha Kripal
The privilege of a lifetime is being who you are.
- Joseph Campbell
- Joseph Campbell
Posted on
Tuesday, 27 January 2015
watched you all day,
- "Across the Universe" by Beth Revis
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watched you all day,
through the window pane
that angelic grace,
even the roses couldn't feign
gawking your glow,
through the mountain side,
humbled by spotless shine,
wonder if sun must have died!
that angelic grace,
even the roses couldn't feign
gawking your glow,
through the mountain side,
humbled by spotless shine,
wonder if sun must have died!
entrancing it's gaze,
through the evening's curtain
crease of that smile,
stole twilight's pristine fountain
come sit by my side,
touch my destiny's shore
bathe in rain of crimson bubbles,
pouring from my dreamy floor
heart is my paper,
ink, mediterranean wine
my words are jittery,
but silence has rhyme
riding on shoulder of night,
come flow.. meander.. swoon..
are you flustered with light?
i'll switch off the moon
And in her smile, I see something more beautiful than the stars.
- "Across the Universe" by Beth Revis
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Friday, 28 November 2014
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take me to a place
no man’s land
it disgust me everyday here
when will this stop
done asking for justice
every two minutes
one of me is a victim
of your mental sickness
treat me as human
i am not for amusement
where am i safe?
home or public place
alone or walking hand in hand
your eyes will trace me
no matter wherever i go
no matter what age i am
i cannot read your mind
how sick it can go!
they say you are strong
and i am weak
that you are to protect
fallacy i accept
then why don't i feel safe around?
the most unacceptable
shameful humiliating act
and yet you walk with presumption
they tell me to hide, cry, whine
to pretend everything is fine!
here i die in pain
all in vain
but you feel no shame
had they taught you well
what being 'real man' is
i would have lived more
smiled, danced, rejoiced
walked valiant, stood high
a world i can only imagine
my heart cries
as you mock, stare, snide
i don’t care what they say now
and i will fight
for my life, and battered pride!
A Poem by Sudha Kripal
Posted on
Monday, 17 November 2014
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through
the eyes of the open casement,
i
saw her flying all around
finding
nest for her new ones
or making mere amendment
carrying
love beneath her wings
unconscious
of future happening
she
worked from dawn till dim owl light
to
toss away all grudges and fright
but
who knows what mother nature shows
that
comes out its way bears blows
then
think of nest before it
a
house of twig, a hut of grit
and
there comes the rolling clouds
the
lightening flashes, the thundering showers
that
blew away the nest of grass
and
all the dream that birdie draws
it
leaves two things for the bird to mend
a
broken hut, a broken heart
it
challenged the winds of the sky
and
waited for a message to be sent
that
there it triumphs the devastation
with
its twigs of courage and renewation
and
flew along its way
saying
'after every night follows a shiny day'
A
Poem by Lakshmipriya Pillai
