• माँ, तुम मुझसे ज़्यादा बहादुर हो....
    Shashikant Sharma | 29-Jun-2019
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    तुमने मुझे पाल-पोश कर बड़ा किया, शायद अपने स्वार्थ के लिए, कि बड़ा होकर मैं तुम्हारी सेवा करूंगा, तुम्हारे दुख में साथ रहूंगा, लेकिन देखो ना, मैं कितना स्वार्थी निकला, जो तुम्हे छोड़ दिया, बोल दिया मेरे वेतन से तुम घर चला लेना, मैं फ़ोन किया करूंगा. _______________ मैंने ज़िद करी थी जब जाने की, तुम किसी कोने में रो रही थी, तुमने कई शहादतें देखीं हैं, इसलिए तुमने मुझे रोका था, मैं नासमझ सा उम्र के साथ आये जोश में निकल पड़ा घर से, तुम्हारे आशीर्वाद के लिए मेरी बीवी ने मुझे टोका था. _______________ माँ मैंने देखा था पापा को चाचा से बात करने में उलझे थे शायद, माँ मैंने देखा था छुटकी को मेरे पर्स में, तुम्हारी तस्वीर छुपाते हुए, किताबें लिए हुए पैर छुआ था जिसने मेरा, उस भाई को देखा था, आईने में देखा था मैंने मेरी बीवी को, आँचल में आंसू बहाते हुए. _______________ रोहित को देखा था मैंने मेरी वर्दी में खुद की कल्पना करते हुए, मेरी हिम्मत से बाहर था रोशनी को, मेरी पैरों से अलग करना, मे
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  • Asmita Javdekar | 15-Apr-2019
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    Sthayee: A tribute to Mother Nature.When I first came home, She was in full blossom, swaying with joy by my bedroom window.Right there. स्थायी.I began walking, I began talking.Her colours faded and changed.She always kept an eye on me.Right there. स्थायी.I began growing.She was my companion.I swung on her branches, tossed around her seeds.She caressed my innocence.Right there. स्थायी.My hormones began pirouetting,Her trunk witnessed my art.She gave her quiet encouragement.Right there.स्थायीI met my partner.My worldtranscended to ours.She was unchanged.Right there. स्थायी.I grew inquisitive for answersmy search for my Why deepened.She was unmoved.Right there. स्थायी.When the dusk of my life descended,I wobbled to her side.The moment I hugged her, I felt her heart beat within mine.I don’t know how life seeped through meNow my gravestone lay by her side.She dropped a flower on me.Even in Death,She was there.Right there. स्थायी.In that moment it dawned on meHer secret merged into mine.I was defined by Chang
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  • My Dear Friend
    Nancy Singh | 06-Apr-2019
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    My Dear Friend. .. You entered my life as an unwelcomed face And lighted it up with your grace... In beginning everything was new But now I cannot stay without you for hours few.... Those random calls..  Those late night chats...  The fun we had, as naughty brats... The time we spent my dear friend  The mischieves we had no end... The secrets you shared are safe with me,  As I've locked them with a key.. A circle is round, it has no end And our friendship will always trend.. 
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  • Love
    Kalamwali | 04-Apr-2019
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    LOVE- Love is not just a four lettered word.It’s four-dimensional and much more than what is conferred. Length, width, depth and timeIt’s these dimensions that make love, sublime. Let’s talk about the life of your love now, What matters more than how long you’ve loved, is how you love.You may have been loved for a day, but if it is the love you need, it is the love that will stay! Because Love is not just a four lettered word,It’s four-dimensional and much more than what has been inferred. Width of love is broader than what is seen about loving someone.It’s about hating something about the person without hating that whole someoneGoing beyond expectations fulfilled and unfulfilled,but thriving within the boundaries of the promises of the willed. Because Love is not just a four lettered word,It’s four-dimensional and much more than what has been concurred.   Depth of love cannot be described.For some it may be deeper than the ocean, for me it is nothing but th
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  • abeer athar | 12-Mar-2019
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    To those loving nights With the fairy lights Magic is all that is inhaledIn this temple of emotions Resides a heart of knight Four a:m in the morning the clock strikes That was when that love arrives Not familiar with the face you always dreamt still beautiful but hard to recognise Messy hair, nerdy face, pointed eyes Dipped in sarcasm, fine like the red wine And yes it arrives and nothingness leaves finally.. And again it's all smiles, all smiles..And yes it arrives from places far away miles and miles.. And now this love reached the middle With the loudest bumping heartbeats but that silent phone Matching habits, colors and tastes like you found your clone And suddenly love made you daring to chat under the blanket..Connection so strong like the opposite poles of magnet And that first contact that takes place under the section called archived That person that doesn't feels like a person anymore but a home.. Like a bee to its beehive..And the darkest secrets start getting leaked And so the love reached its p
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  • Take Me Home
    Diyaa | 11-Feb-2019
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      I am not adrift nor am I lost  I am done wandering  But I still haven’t found that place  The stillness in me now awaits   Take me home  Take me there Show me the place  Where my soul would bare    I know not true freedom For I am chained in here  Not from now but many lifetimes  In my thoughts and mind I adhere   A wary traveller that I am Makes me even more anxious  My soul, eternal and unblemished Exactly knows where it belongs    To a place where my steps don’t stumble back in fear  But dance with leaps of joy  And sing with joyful tears    I miss my home I miss my source where only bliss and happiness flow A home with no walls of fear or anger  Is what I search with all my might alone    Take me home  Take me there I know the walk is long but It sure is worth every step   The place where all will seem serene  And joy gushes from in
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  • Diyaa | 14-Apr-2018
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    since we are celebrating national siblings day here.. it bought me back to a piece i had written about my little brother....    Straight from my heart I write you a little poetry In simple and thoughtful words Carefully compiled for you my baby!   I can never forget those days When you took up all the beatings, And my share too, Not too late you took your revenge This time you left a permanent scar And made my pinky nose blue!   There were times you embarrassed me By getting naughty in your class I would be called by your teachers often For being your older sister And without me knowing they would never let it pass   The saddest moments in my life Were also given by you, When you ran on the street after a ball And got hit by car For the first time I realized what it would be like to lose you   The phase when you grew older and mature You gave me the best advices Even so far as to choosing my life partner Because you wanted to see me in safer hands for
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  • Mitali Bapat | 14-Mar-2018
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    In moments of quiet solitudeshe pondered, oft aloud,reminiscing about a brighter time,the dazzling lights, an awestruck crowd About those several years and morethat she had given her soul and heart,surrendering all she ever hadto her life's pursuit, her art How vibrant her youth had been,before a shadow age had castand the dancer that she once washad become a memory of the past Now her tranquil eyes concealedremembrance of the bygone yearsletting go of the mask only whenthey welled with those tell-tale tears The once strong and elegant framewas now feeble and fragilebut the wrinkled countenance could not hidethe radiance of an eternal smile Then one day, she heard yet againthe cadence of that familiar beatthe sound that had at one time beenthe language of her adept feet Slowly she rose in submissionknowing this was her only chanceand performed for the very last timewhat became her final dance.
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  • The Chance
    Rucha Bindu | 07-Feb-2018
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    There she was, dressed immaculately, unvaryingly seated in the first row With trembling, old fingers holding her favourite pen touching a blank page of her illegible manuscript. A man with the badge gave her a familiar glance but little did she know; Because only when the bibliophile’s ears caught the words of the maiden poetry, her eyes she would lift.   In turn with the other they recited poems, verses and tales; Of joy and of pain, Of mislay and of gain. They divulged dreams, ambitions, love and magic By rhyming words, which they thought was the only logic. While the boys spoke of love and loss, The girls spoke about why the society needs a female boss. She smiled and she sobbed, as demanded by the words on the stage; Her eyes shone with admiration for the courage shown by their young age.   “Any more verses?”, asked the young man with the badge. His eyes beholding the reticent, and this time she did know; Her hands now shivered with agitation as she headed for
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  • Digvita Shah | 28-Jan-2018
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    Crossing the timeline of my life.. I saw my dad's perspiration.. My mom's inundated determination.. My strong self motivation..   Though near and dear ones posed interogatory questions.. We considered those only as notions.. To keep ourselves always in motion..   Until, I kept wondering.. What kept me bothering? Unsuccessful attempts.. Or unheard requests.. The entire process.. Or lack of progress..   Am I complaining? No! I have ended up comparing.. Is it lack of daring? Or is it scaring? No! Just wish to know.. What each one is aspiring for.. While looking out for pairing..   Are rejections on my mind? No. But, unestablished connections surely are.. Am I being pessimistic? No. Just a little realistic..   This is all a test of time.. But, never treat it as pastime.. Yes, it's a decision lasting for a lifetime.. Which surely needs everyone's dedication full-time..   Is it just an interpretation? Why am I carving such an impression? No! It's a c
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  • The Brook !
    Tanvee | 21-Jan-2018
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    A stream of water rustling down the hills in urge to meet the gleaming river,  although on the sharp and thirsty edges, it has always been a giver.  Often stumbbling in the path upon the hard rocks, it never gave up,  maybe because at every curve there were some clumps.  Chattering in the sunny vale,  it gushes down the edge leaving the holographic image in the mountain trail.  Murmuring in the moors under the dark sky, trembling with the cold and making the noise pitched sharp high.  It slips, It slides, It struggles, It fights !!! & atlast it joins the river with all its might !  All the turns, the curves, the sharp narrow ridges may come and go,  but whatever happens it never stops to flow.  And this virtue of the brook makes it look distinct ! .   For all the strugglers and survivours, U r the brook !          ​
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  • Burning Desire
    Tanvee | 21-Jan-2018
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    When desires become your worst nightmare, no matter how strong you are you have no hold on your beliefs,  & soon enough there will be no door filled with serenity and relief. Running behind your passion is a world's quest, some get stuck in this whirlpool and some gets at its best.  My edges are burning to light my dreams, but they are all in a blue funk it seems. Following my dreams thinking they know their way best, stumbling into the drakness with my dreams I progressed. The choices that I made, the people whom i chose, the decisions which i took thinking they were for some reason, but with the phase of time I got to know it was just an october season. My dreams are all set onto the fire, and to reach them will always be my burning desire !  
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  • Diyaa | 15-Nov-2017
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    Under the star covered skies I lay myself down On the frosted grass blades I rest my crown   My thoughts are not with me My soul searching for it's peace I gaze around endlessly The world around me has come to cease   The mesmeric lights that I see Dancing away intensely They drop me in their humbleness Revealing it's secrets discreetly   The night sky never looked this beautiful Covered partly in silky swirling lights Surprising me more and more By this exotic sight   I came to look for a soul to love That would touch me deep inside It would help me grow And make me feel alive tonight   But I no more sense the need for this For I can see my aura shine I realised it was not outside but My own light that shone from deep inside   There's no other soul that can complete mine For I am no piece of a puzzle I am absolute who by myself Perfected under his guidance!
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  • ज़िंदगी का लेखा जोखा......
    Rachna Maheshwari | 17-Sep-2017
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    ज़िंदगी का लेखा जोखा...... ज़िदगी की डगर पर चलते चलते   यूं ही एक दिन अचानक पीछे मुड़ कर देखा  मन बोला – मुड़ कर मत देख...... दिल बोला – मैंने तेरा बहुत साथ दिया, आगे बढ़ने से पहले, एक बार ज़िंदगी का लेखा जोखा तो देख मैंने पूछा ......... उस बहीखाते में मुझे क्या मिला ..... दुख..दर्द...ज़ख्म...बेबसी.... एक कांटों भरी ..... उलझी सी ज़िंदगी तभी मन ने हाथ थामकर कहा ..... अब सोच मत... तूने कभी मेरी एक न सुनी....... अब तो आज़मा कर देख.... दिल ने तुझे डर दिया, उस बेबसी की राह में हौसला तुझे मैंने ही दिया। तेरे मज़बूत इरादों का सबब मैं ही बना। ........... तो रुक कर मैंने एक पल सोचा..... क्यों न मन के पंख लगा कर, परिंदों की मानिंद उड़ चलें..... एक अनजान सफ़र पर... कारवां ख़ुद ब ख़ुद बनता जाएगा।
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  • You and I
    GOLAKAR | 06-Sep-2017
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    you and me  I your purity unveiled my filth no length of time can make me forget that your love was always greater than my hate  in a room littered with distrust your face illuminated in its youthful air turn into a feeling that I recollect as love a tender smile rare just like an embryo coming to life your feet touched time and your smile is all I got in illusions in reality   II amid the interruptions of silence by the whistling of the woods I roam around with your shadow all night adding your existence to my madness from the time I have known women I have not lived without loving but to my necked heart  you are the one a friend, a lover, muse of men who taught me how to repent not in blood or tears but in action from cigarette smoking hipsters over the years we have grown into a single face, all of our love can be explained by this I think about you and smile, but, the question remains do we love each other or the image of the other &n
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  • Catastrophe
    Starseed | 09-Aug-2017
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    I don't know if I should,Or if I could let you go,I dived too deep,To now let it snow,My skin is on fire, burning away in desire,Longing for your touch,Did I ask for too much?Reminiscing now on all that we had,evokes memories made unknowingly,Fills my heart with sorrow unfortunately,you were there and so was I,there was nothing but your magic,A swish of time and things turned tragic,We were twins under a skin,Same Spirit burning in flames thin,been burnt before but I chose to hold on,Wasn't I worth that risk,I question for too long,My sunshine , shining on my darkest of days,Your moonlight, guiding you along the way,Or was I,Or were we,Did 'we' ever happen,Did you even dive down,Let go of what was, what will,And dwell in nothing but now,In what that mattered,And what matters is you,I'm sorry I made you feel love is difficult,I'm sorry I made wanna let go,I'm sorry for a lot of things,But never for loving you,was glad your name came after mine,And in between that apostrophe,What began a fairytale,Ended in
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