Our Cursed Destiny

At midnight as the ocean’s tides began to rise
The moon bowed in front of your glittering eyes.
Countless constellations burnt the black skies
As with your smile a million stars you hypnotized.

I remember that night’s divine tranquility
While we held each other’s hands very gently.
But that night angels envied you & me
& with jealousy, they cursed our destiny.

That night devils came & took you away
Leaving my troubled soul tormented in disarray.
I still think about the words we didn’t get to say
As our cursed destiny left my heart to decay.

Perhaps now our bond is like light and dark
For our souls are cursed to be apart.
Yet for you on a poetic journey, I embark
As you’re the eternal heartbeat of my heart.

I’ll immortalize your memory in my every rhyme
In my every word, your name shall shine.
I’ll be the writer of our destiny this time
Despite our cursed destiny, you are & always will be mine.

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Note: Destiny does play it’s cruel tricks every now & then as it dissevers us from our loved ones. This poem aims to emphasize the fact that our fiendish fate may break a beautiful bond, but it can never kill the emotional essence of that bond… because sometimes the love of such bonds is immortal.

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Quote: Protector

Note: In life, we all play different roles, but personally the role that I value the most is that of being a protector. A protector who secretly acts like a shield between the vicious bullets of life and you, to ensure that you aren’t harmed in any way.
Trying to be a protector I try to sustain your happiness in whatever way I can. It’s a terrible & terrifying feeling when I see you suffer. It impales me with a sense of helpless when I can’t keep you happy. I guess at the end of the day I’m just a human, a mere mortal who can fail at times as well… So amidst the stormy situations of your life if I can’t be a harbinger of happiness for you, then I won’t abandon you either. In the eye of the storm, I’ll still be holding your hand, wiping your tears… Trying to protect you in whatever way I possibly can.

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Quote: Our Blessings

Note: Sometimes we tend to take our various blessings of life for granted to such an extent that we only end up crying in darkness once we are deprived of them. Please value the people who love you unconditionally, for they are the true definition of blessings in your life. Like a blessing, you might not see them often, but deep down you know that they’ll be there for you in your darkest hour. Hence please don’t take anyone’s affection, respect or compassion towards you for granted as it might be too late to attain it again once their gone from your life..

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Separation (Collab with Riya)

I miss the feel of your warm cheeks
& the kind words that you used to speak.
I miss your personality that was magnificently mystique
Our separation has left me shattered and weak.

I remember our every beautiful conversation
That had unconditional love as it’s foundation.
Your aura made me smile beyond my imagination
Now without you, my heart bleeds in isolation.

Dribbling through the dreary veins of my brain
Is your memory that plagues me with pain.
Depression haunts me again and again
& my loneliness drives me hopelessly insane.

As fate presents a verdict that’s bitterly unfair
The agony for me is too much to bear.
Parting away, as your fragrance dissolves in thin air
Your absence leaves me in utter despair.

Now that’s it, time to accept this severance
Unleashing my emotions, I’ll let out all its prevalence.
For you’ve always been first, the precedence
Because love is an emotion, beaming with elegance.

In a different world, your soul might have flown
But my love for you has still grown.
For our memories in my soul are deeply sown
& they’ll eternally echo in my heart’s spiritual hormone.

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Note: They say love never understands it’s actual depth until the time of parting… This poem deals with the emotional turmoil that envelopes our souls when we separate from our loved ones. It also hopes to convey the message that even if the pain of parting plagues our helpless heart then we must remind ourselves regardless of how traumatic the separation might be/ have been the memories of that special someone shall always eternally breathe within us. In this poem I had the privilege to collaborate with Riya, a very gifted writer, please do visit her blog > https://aestheticgraphy.wordpress.com/   I’m sure you’ll be amazed by her creativity. 

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A Quiet Man’s Parasite

A Quiet Man’s Parasites

On a day when the sun threw it’s shining spears
Quietly, a gentleman broke down in tears.
He had suffered emotionally for many years
For his near & dear ones, crafted his fears.

Possessing a pure heart, oh so gracefully grand
The sinless soul, always extended a helping hand.
But people poisoned him, with their deceiving demands
& to his own problems, none wished to understand.

People took for granted, his kind deeds
Like parasites, they savaged him with their needs.
Like predators, they enjoyed seeing his heart bleed
They smirked when for mercy he used to plead.

Now back into his eternal darkness, turning
All his bloody soul within him, burning.
With smothering sadness within him, churning
He screamed in silence when none was observing.

He tears their parasitic roots from his heart
He silently cries, being wounded in the dark.
He leaves the tranquility of his torture unbroken
As he reflects on all the lies to him that was spoken.

He abandons the parasitic people who had betrayed
From those parasites, he silently drifts away.
Going his separate, way to them he says
F*** you all & have a nice day.

Parting away, as he states this bitter-sweet wish
He crawls, in his tormented radiant bliss.
To his parasites, he blows a final farewell kiss
He gives them a taste of love, that they’ll forever miss.

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Note: I had this insecurity, this fear… of loosing out people that I adored, but with time people that I adored did go away but that fear & that insecurity didn’t. There comes a time when fake people try to manipulate you feeding off on your weaknesses & insecurities. In such situations those people act like parasites who feed off your well-being in order to fulfill their sinful desires. Through the medium of this poem I just wish to convey that we all are complete in our own majestic way, we don’t need any fake person to justify our existence. Just like it’s important to lending hand to someone in need, similarly I feel it’s equally important to turn your back on someone who doesn’t value you as an individual. Don’t let anyone degrade your unique sense of individuality . ❤

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The Journey

Stepping out, of my home
Drawing away, from my comfort zone.
Out in the night, that’s brutally cold
I embark on my  journey, alone.

Venturing in a territory, of the unknown
With fear seeping, in my bones.
Even my shadow deserts, I’m on my own
I continue to walk, alone.

I don’t know, where this path would lead.
I don’t know, if I’ll end up broken & weak.
I don’t know, if my soul would bleed.
But I know, nothing will stop my marching feet.

Fate may test me, with all it’s might
But I won’t die, without a fight.
Tonight, I step out to make things right
In darkness, I’ll find my inner light.

The ruthless road makes me stumble
In pain sometimes I fall & crumble.
But in agony I’m still humble
Focused on destination, my spirit doesn’t fumble.

The wintry winds howl in my face
My feet begin to ache.
The road challenges me in it’s own way
But I walk, I won’t be swayed.  

Pushing forward in the pain’s embrace
I’ll show the road, of what I’m made.
Breaking my limits, a legacy I’ll create
I’ll show the road, of what I’m made.
 
Walking on my bleeding feet
I walk, for the journey isn’t complete.
In this journey, many milestones I achieved
Won’t stop, for the journey isn’t complete.   

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Note:- In the journey of life we all walk alone. Be it to professionally grow, overcome an emotional stigma or to conquer a personal objective life presents us with many challenge & sometimes when things don’t go the way we planned, we sometimes doubt the path we are on. It is at this moment, where we must seek the courage from within to believe in our true capability, step on every stone of misery that comes in our way & forge forward towards our goal in life. After all every great journey begins with a single step & some of the toughest journeys lead to some of the most beautiful destinations.    

Magnificent Mum

Holding my hand, you taught me to walk
Like a friend, with you I talk.
Expressing your greatness, I run out of words to say
But mum, you are magnificent in your own way.
 
When confronting my demons, I don’t have a clue
Emotionally, when I’m battered black and blue.
Like a lost puppy, here and there, I follow you
Amidst my darkness, I always look up to you.

In my darkness, you’re my shining light
Motivating me, you say everything’s gonna be alright.
You guide me where I’m wrong, where I’m right
You’re an absolute delight,  you inspire me in my fight.

In you, I see a reflection of me
Flawless like you, I hope to be.
You are a symbol of love & grace
May your lovely smile, never desert your face.

I always thank you, in my prayers
& if you ever feel victimized by despair
I want you to know, that I’m always there
Together, we’ll sail through the dark nightmare.

I love you, to you may I not say
But having you around, I’m thankful everyday.
Expressing your greatness, I run out of words to say
But mum you are magnificent in your own way.

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Note: This poem is inspired by the emotions of a friend of mine towards her mother. Hearing the kind of love she possessed towards her mother, made me realize the true value of a mother in a child’s life. So this poem is dedicated to each & every mother across the globe, saluting their unconditional love, selfless sacrifices & never-ending support towards their children. 

A New Beginning

Amidst her darkness, amidst her fears
A woman walks, wiping her tears.
I see a woman, walk through the dark
Forging forward, with hope in her heart.

 Her enemy was the entire world
She used to silently scream, without a word.
But, no warrior is mightier than this girl
For even in darkness, she’s a shining pearl.

On a new journey, the angel embarks
Tonight, all her demons, she’ll tear apart.
I see a woman, walk through the dark
Forging forward, with purpose in her heart.

On thorns, she walked a thousand miles
Hiding her pain, behind fake smiles.  
For others’ happiness, she didn’t compromise
But her dreams… she sacrificed.

Enough she has sacrificed! Enough she has compromised!
Tonight she’ll smile! Tonight she’ll rise!
I see a woman, overcoming the dark
smiling, with purity pouring from her heart.

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Note: Females have been an integral part of my support system in the past few years, they are like ever-flowing rivers of unconditional love. In my dark days, like angels they were my light. Whenever I faced any problems in life, some female in someway (as a friend, mentor or family) was always there to support me with her selfless , caring &  understanding nature. I am aware of  the emotional, personal & social  battles they themselves are engaged in; yet they never deserted me in my darkness. So this ones for my angels who supported me! Although words fail to express the magnitude of my gratitude but, I hope this poem touches your lives, the way you have touched mine.   

 

 

Harbinger of Happiness

Harbinger of Happiness


 

In life I want to be a king

I don’t aspire luxury or bling.

I want to be a king who conquers hearts

For being someone’s happiness is a glorious art.

 

Even amidst the unpredictable twists of fate

Happiness for others I aim to generate.

Life isn’t only measured by the breaths we take

It’s also measured by the smiles we create.

 

Wiping tears of someone in crisis

Giving comfort & joy to them is priceless.

The smiles I create are my treasures

Touching lives gives me pleasure.

 

 With kindness I give to others

Even strangers are my sisters & brothers.

Some people wonder why I waste my time

But I feel crafting a positive change is worthwhile.


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Note:- Life isn’t only about creating comfort & joy for our own self , I personally feel that we should have a sense of compassion towards  others around us as well. Even animals lament on their own miseries, but it’s the vital traits of compassion, sympathy & empathy towards eachother that separates us humans from animals. So this poem aims at glorifying the element compassion for others. Be compassionate to someone around you , be a source of light to them in their dark phases of life.

The Kashmiri Girl

The Kashmiri Girl

 

Twinkle of her eyes was divine

Her lips were red as the wine.

She was an angel walking on ground

The Kashmiri girl, spread purity all around. 

 

Her skin was as white as the snow

Her smile was mystic, it had a glow.

She was an angel walking on ground

The Kashmiri girl, spread purity all around.

 

She was the nightingale of the valley

Her songs brought joy in every alley.

The valley echoed the songs of her heart

The angel’s musical notes were a form of art.

 

As pleasing as spring’s gentle breeze

She was the symbol valley’s peace.

But one day peace got deranged

When they came, things changed.

 

They were the sons of devil

Terror reigned, innocent children trembled.

As terror was mercilessly unleashed

Blood of innocent dribbled down the streets.

 

The beautiful valley turned bloody red

Peace withered & was helplessly dead.

As the Kashmiri girl saw blood all around

She broke down helplessly on the ground.

 

Angel’s songs changed into helpless cries

And tears of blood oozed from her eyes.

Media & politicians got their share of limelight

But none stood against terrorists to fight.

 

The devil’s sons seeing blood were thrilled

Amidst the violence, valley’s angel too was killed.

Messenger of peace, laid dead on the ground

Victim of terrorists, her blood spilled all around.

 

Have a look at innocent blood on the ground

Hear the helpless cries of innocent all around.

Kashmiri girl’s blood screams out for peace

It pleads to eradicate terrorism’s disease.

 

Is humanity in your beating heart dead?

Isn’t the color of your blood red?

Against terrorism won’t you take a stand?

Won’t you pray for peace in Kashmiri girl’s land?

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 Note: My heart bleeds hearing about terrorist attacks on the borders of my country. Would further like to add that terrorism isn’t linked to a particular religion, caste or creed. Terrorism pertains to a rigid mindset of certain people who have no religion & see bloodshed as their sole purpose of existence. I hope this poem of mine expresses the fact that how terrorism is killing the society as a parasite, with unity & brotherhood we all must take a stand against it. May peace be restored for mankind.

 

 

 

Meaningful Existence

Meaningful Existence

Don’t die half a death
Live a life in each breath.
Don’t live on half dreams
Push yourself to new extremes.

Half a journey, won’t lead you anywhere
Move forward trampling on your despair.
Your half life, is your dark nightmare
But you can overcome it, if you dare.

In life like troubles, people come & go
Heartless souls , your struggles they don’t know.
So don’t invest in fake people
Complete you are, you’re not feeble.

Life will batter you black & blue
& your demons will dance above you.
Nonetheless amidst pain your heart will beat
Your fortitude,would make your existence complete.

Life will test you in plenty
But remember, you’re not lifelessly empty.
So, forge forward my brave-heart friend
May your determination never end.

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Note: Tough times sometimes make us doubt our own existence. When tough times arrive we tend to doubt our potential. But we need to realize that when we fail to live up to our expectations, fake people would judge us & our demons would haunt us. It is at this critical moment of our lives that we need to gather our inner strength to face our adversities head on. Our demons & miseries don’t define us, our will to crawl back up after our fall justifies our existence. Our existence isn’t measured by our failures. Our fortitude to forge forward towards forcing a positive change in our lives is what makes our existence meaningful.   

Flawless Females

Flawless Females

This one is for women across the world
For women, whose dreams with time get blurred.
For those who secretly shed tears
For those, whose laughter we seldom hear.

In our lives many roles you play
Your smile can light up even the darkest of days.
Women to you, from my soul I say
You all are flawless in your own way.

Be it a caring mother or a romantic lover
Ways of giving love, you somehow discover.
That’s why in my heart I always wonder
Why must alone, you always suffer.

Never shed tears alone you graceful girls
For your tears are precious diamonds & pearls.
You deserve to be treated with respect
Admired & appreciated for your every aspect.

May your aspirations never get blurred
May your requests never go unheard.
May your glorious smiles eternally shine
For you all are flawlessly divine.

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Note: – Women well & truly are like  ever-flowing rivers of selfless love. In life women play various roles be it as a sister, mentor , friend , lover or a mother, regardless of their roles one thing that always oozes out of a female’s heart is the purity of her selfless love & concern towards people around her.  This poem aims at making women realize how flawlessly blissful they really are  & the fact that the society shouldn’t take this  selfless love of females for granted. The society must respect women for who they are & the kind of various roles they play in our daily lives.

My Lover’s Lane

Heading back home on the way
I cross my lover’s lane.
As I pass my lover’s lane
Old memories rapidly revolve in my brain.

I recall those nostalgic glorious days
When to see her, I used to crave.
As I pass my lover’s lane
I realize how the times have changed.

 Her lane was once a holy place
Where I’d wait to see my Goddess’ face.
As I pass my lover’s lane
Old memories become fresh again.

My doe eyed angel was a class apart
She’d illuminate blissfully even in the night’s dark.
I used to be in awe of her heavenly grace
My heart would melt with ecstasy seeing her face.

But, my angel had a devil in her heart
A devil that mercilessly tore my soul apart.
Helplessly shattered, I crumbled in my lover’s lane
Since that day I haven’t ever been the same.

Victim of her satanic spell, I still wish her well
I bid her memories & her lane a final farewell.
Old wounds, sting with a fresh pain
As for the last time I cross my lover’s lane.

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Note: Yes relationships can be complicated in life & at times they leave us shattered with a feeling of helplessness. In this poem I have used the symbol of lane to express a love bond between two lovers. Through the medium of this poem I just wish to express that when love arrives welcome it with open arms , cherish it to the fullest till the time it lasts, have gratitude towards your lover for sharing those  special moments with you in the past & if things don’t work out wish her/him well & move on with a humble heart.

Miracle

 

In someone’s darkness, I’ll be their light
Embodiment of hope, shinning blissfully bright.
I’ll gift the crying, a splendid smile
I’ll be a miracle in someone’s life.

I’ll lend my shoulder to someone’s helpless cry
To reduce their agony, I’ll sincerely try.
I’ll gift the crying, a splendid smile
I’ll be a miracle in someone’s life.
 
In depression, I’ll offer them my helping hand
Even in hell with them I’ll stand.
I’ll gift the crying, a splendid smile
I’ll be a miracle in someone’s life.

I’ll wipe the burning bitter tears from their face
I’ll hold them in my caring embrace.
In their sadness, I’ll give them a reason to smile
I’ll be a miracle in someone’s life. 

Materialistic morons, measure richness through cash & cars
While I measure it based on kindness of our hearts.
With kindness, be a miracle in someone’s life
Gift the crying, A smile as big as river Nile.

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Note: We all beg for miracles every now & then, but a miracle in my estimation isn’t some illusive power coming to our rescue, emerging out from the heavens. A miracle can even be a small act of humanity. Filling a depressed heart with an optimistic hope, that is a miracle! Wiping tears & making a depressed person smile, that is a miracle! In this materialistic world, valuing the happiness of others over your own happiness, that is a miracle! So this poem aims to inspire my readers by capturing the key elements of humanity. Try & be someone’s miracle, rather than begging for a miracle for your own self  I assure you by doing so this world would be a better place to live 🙂  

 

A Rebel’s Rhyme

Running wild, running free
Breaking rigid rules of the society.
I’m a rebel at heart
Heartbeat of a revolution, that will start.

I hear a woman’s silent cry
I see a child’s dreams crumble & die.
I’m a rebel at heart
Heartbeat of a revolution, that will start.

I feel the agony of the poor, weak
& of helpless victims of society’s stern critique.
I’m a rebel at heart
Heartbeat of a revolution, that will start.

I’m a living, breathing symbol of revolt
An ideology that refuses to die or get old.
Against unjust I have the courage to say ‘no’
With time, my voice’s magnitude will grow.

I don’t need weapons in this fight
I’ll raise my voice to fight for my right.
Against our oppressors, as I wage a war
Even the deaf, will hear my revolutionary roar.

So join me & hold my hand  
With me, take a bold stand.
We are rebels at heart
Together our revolution, will now start.

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Note: There is a rebel in everyone of us, a rebel that hates the double standard & hypocrisy of the society. There are various social factors that manipulate & deprive us, from our own rights. This poem aims to bring out that hidden rebel within us, who isn’t afraid to spark a revolution for a right cause & if need be isn’t afraid to walk alone if others don’t join in. Lastly would  just like to add that we all need a psychological revolution to force a positive change in the society. We don’t need violence to prove our point, we need a sense of unity & brotherhood amongst ourselves to generate this positive change in our society.

A Bleeding Rose

A bleeding rose grows in my heart
As from my life, you depart.
Petals of my rose are bloody red
while your love towards me, is dead.

I’m a helpless victim of my darkest fears
Still I value your smile, more than my tears.
Petals of my rose are bloody red
while your love towards me, is dead.

My bleeding rose shall grow in your memory
From shackles of my love you’re free.
Petals of my rose are bloody red
While your love towards me, is dead.

The thorns of the rose pierce my soul
In life as I am left all alone
In my hands the bleeding rose, I  hold
Blood flows to express the pain untold

Inseparable we were , yet now we part
Wish you’re happy as you make a new start.
Petals of my rose are bloody red
While your love towards me, is dead.

With my bleeding rose for you I’ll wait
For your return in my life, my soulmate.
Then my rose won’t be bloody red
Then your love towards me, won’t be dead.  

 

Note: Yes relationships are complicated but sometimes in a bond ‘letting go’ is as important as ‘standing by’, for love can’t measure it’s own depth until the moment of separation arrives. So this poem aims at highlighting the aspect of giving space in a bond & if need be accepting the separation with a humble heart. Rather than emotionally dramatizing the whole situation. 

 

 

A message for Mum

Holding my hand you taught me how to walk,
Always took out time for my nonsensical talks.
In my bad times, you supported me
Raised me up to more than I could be.

You’re the heart beat of my heart,
A masterpiece of God’s graceful art
Your presence gives a sense of security
I’m blessed with your love, that has purity.

You are mellow & gentle, like a dove
You’re the embodiment of unconditional love.
All elements of my existence revolve around you
I know, I’d be incomplete without you.

Your blessings are my priceless treasure
A treasure, whose value none can ever measure.
My mother, my friend you are flawless divine
May your personality continue to blossom with time.

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Note:- A bond between a mother & her child is one of the most purest forms of love. So on my mum’s birthday I wrote this poem for her to make her realize as to what she really means to me. Saluting all mothers across the globe for their unconditional love towards their children.