First meeting!

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I was in a foreign land

In a bloomy weather

Without expectations

In a causal state.

“You are cute”,

Was the remark

To score the marks

Of the day.

The innocence was foreign

To the dark side

Hidden in the corner

Of his mind.

The lofty ideals

Were also foreign

To the pretended deals

Of the first time.

Then he said,

“It’s always the first time

So the foreigns things 

Will soon be aware

Of our familiarity!”


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via Daily Prompt: Foreign



The ring!!

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In the eyes

Where I have no fear

As I have my dear

No need for the dyes

As the colours are reflecting

The glow of my cheeks.


In the eyes

Where I have a pipe dream

As the nightmares scream

In the backyard of my sleep

No need to weep

For the talisman.


In the eyes

Where I have a shadow

Of the things being in overshadow

Why I fumble with the ring

Was once a talisman

Of the spring.


In the eyes

Where I have a strong 

Feeling of the wrong

Things which never done

So be bold in the throng

With your talisman of present,

The ring!


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via Daily Prompt: Talisman



The invisible emotions!

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The emotions were visible on her face,

when she gazed at him.


The surrounding was numbed in the beats of drum,

her love was not invisible in the action of heat.


The peace had taken the place of the wolf,

like the fighting spirit in the game of golf.


Yet, she was ignorant of the silly things,

loving the entities was the only inkling.


When she became invisible in his visible eyes,

it was the lust of life that led to the goodbyes


to the loving commitment. The blindness covered the path

with her blurred vision, playing a round of a death


with the deadly sins. Don’t be invisible, feel her heartbeat

in the beats of his brain.


Some colours never fade in the memory of life, it’s only the

feelings keep changing in the space of time.


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via Daily Prompt: Invisible



What is identical!

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What is identical

In the life of the spy

And in the life of the shy

Nothing but the entity.


What is identical

In the moment when you cry

And when you try

Nothing but the feelings.


What is identical

When we buy

And when we fly

Nothing but the excitement.


What is identical

In the moment of love

And in the moment of dove

Nothing but the composure.


What is identical

Between you

And me

Nothing but the soul!


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via Daily Prompt: Identical



In the blush blush !!

Screen Shot 2018-03-20 at 12.29.52 am.pngIn the blush blush morning

With a flush flush way

Starting to mingle

His love is more single.


In the blush blush day

With a flush flush way

She is hesitant

To know his hints.


In the blush blush night

With a flush flush way

He is loving

To know her madness.


In the blush blush stars

With a flush flush way

Wanting to sparkle

In the shine of wine.


In the blush blush moon

With a flush flush way

Blooming to capture

His aura in the shine.


Her blush blush face

With his blush blush eyes

Twining in the moonshine

To follow the moonlight.


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via Daily Prompt: Blush



She could not believe!

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She could not believe  

That stars do fall

That love can hinder communication

That lust is never ending.


She could not believe 

That faith has patience

That wishes come true

That hopes don’t run for money.


She could not believe

That money has power

That power is deceitful

That dishonesty is in demand.


She could not believe

But she had patience

To lead the world

To beat the heat

Of the worries…….


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via Daily Prompt: Patience




The wrinkles of her bed sheet,

matching the wrinkles of her thoughts.


The bloomy wrinkles had shown the urge,

wanting to spread more and more with comfort.


He smoothed out the wrinkles from his shirt,

but ignored the moment of love.


The bed sheet witnessed either the action of trust

or the worry of thrust.


She firmly denied all the reflections of the thoughts,

the wrinkles were part of her disturbed sleep.


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via Daily Prompt: Wrinkle




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Provoke the guilt

To come out

Say loud

To be true

In front of divine.


Provoke the love

To stay long

Feel more

To be pure

In front of hatred.


Provoke the rage

To remain calm

Hesitate more

To be right

In front of harmony.


Provoke the betrayal

To run fast

Haunt much more

To be honest

In front of truth.


Provoke the soul

To forgive others

Bless the entity

To be generous

In front of actuality

Of yours…….


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via Daily Prompt: Provoke

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The only word!

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The only word

Creating nuance

With the chords

In her mind

To find out

The reasons

Behind the noise

Buzzing along

The backyard

To the front

Of her house.


The only word

Seeking attention

Of the throng

In her house

Is the noise

Or the exercise

Of her mind.


The only word

Having the pretension

Of the limelight

In her memory

Is the noise

Or the advise

Of the words.


The only word

Noising aloud

To be true

Or false

Is the noise

Or the compromise

of her life….!!!!!


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via Daily Prompt: Noise



Grasp the hand!

Screen Shot 2018-03-14 at 1.15.00 am.pngGrasp the power

Grasp the energy

Grasp the will

In the scrutiny

Of time.


I am here

You are here

Why to fear

To grasp

Each other’s

Hand fiercely.


Time is moving

Along with your fear

Like a moving river

Why to wait

To walk on a path

Through the meadow

To touch your shadow

In a flowing river.


The shadow appeals

To grasp and kiss

Gently the urge

Of Moon in the water

But, why to fear

To grasp

My hands with

Pride and honour……………..


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via Daily Prompt: Grasp