Friday, October 31, 2014

haiku: faith or fear?

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life simpering in a scamper
prayers denying fears
faiths reconstructing block by block


Wednesday, October 29, 2014

haiku: life

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loping like wind
Indiscriminate race of life
years lost
with no concrete results
frame has lost the picture, finally

Thursday, October 23, 2014

haiku: diwali

dense forest of remembrances
fuming time year on year
memory fading out 
but enough oil still in lamp,
conveying sparkling eyes
happy diwali

Saturday, October 18, 2014

Poetry: The winter is coming:Two Soldiers On Each Side Of The Border

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"The winter is coming... 
Don't forget to get an extra supply
of Rum and sharing with us
like we did last year
and a year before that", - 
said the soldier on that side of the border.
"Alright", nodded the soldier
on this side of the border.

"The winter is coming...
and so are the elections", - 
said the local political leader
to the huge gathering.
"I promise to fulfill all your dreams
in next five years, if you 
vote me this time too!
The same way I have done
for these five years".
"What rubbish!" someone
in the crowd said.

"The winter is coming..."
conversed two siblings.
"The coziness, the fireplace,
new warm clothes, hot food
and a lot more."

"The winter is coming...
This might be my last year
as my bones have 
and my all clothes
are badly torn!"
said an old beggar
to his young partner.

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Sunday, October 12, 2014

Poetry: My Second Date With God

It is my second date
with God.

We both had forgotten
about our first date
so were pretty
excited, thinking
about a first date
between two strangers
though we both realized later
that we both were mistaken.

I had, though, thought about 
God many a times during
my life, after
I gained my senses.

I had talked to God
many a times,
in a virtual space.

Most of the time it had
been difficult to differentiate
whether it was a talk within
or with someone outside, living
in another world.

The moment we met,
taking it as a first date,
but in actual a second date,
we both realized we had a 
date before,
but had forgotten
each other's faces
and the time.

The first date was before
God dispatched me to Earth
after stamping me with my
date of production,
and now the second date is
when i have reached to my
expiry date and can no longer
stay here, as nobody needs me
here now.

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Friday, October 10, 2014

Poetry: Education Slavery Freedom

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A young girl of 17
at a price of her freedom of speech in her country
while fighting for education for girls
gets hit by a bullet in her head by 
her own countrymen,
survives, gets another life, 
but to leave her country forever
to save herself against further attacks
gets shelter in another country
where she can live, laugh and write
whatever way she likes.

She gets Nobel peace prize
within seconds, her whole country
where she was born
but had to leave at 15
takes the onus of her, for
belonging to that country
but still not promising
to give her
to live, laugh and write
on their own soil.

The girl fled away from
her own country
to gain freedom
The free country
with so many educated
men and women
is still enslaved.

A bullet hit in head
can target to take a life
but there is some power beyond
that promises to save by
overpowering cowardice
and providing another space
to breathe.

Tuesday, October 7, 2014

Poetry: In The Spur Of A Moment

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In the spur of a moment, 
a discord between you and me, 

created ripples in the still water, 
generating rile for the whole life.

The whole universe is transformed 
from infinite love to negligible.

Is there another chance

to revive it back 
and survive?

Saturday, October 4, 2014

Poetry: Chapter Of That Book Called My Life

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Empowerment, liberty, freedom,
learning, free mind and mindful
were the words I would have wished
to be part of first chapter of that book
titled as "My Life"
and the first chapter
titled as "My Childhood".
Instead the words that got 
imprinted were totally different
and reverse.

Some books are printed only 
as single copy
and single edition.

No Addendum
No Correction
No Reprint
No excuses for misprint.

Best thing is
to focus on
next chapter of that book
where the pages
are still blank
and ready to
inked with

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