Sasevardhni
25/F/Singapore
Hi, My poetry conveys the shifts and changes that people generally face in day to day life. Some let you think a little. They are all copyright protected (thr r sme technical chngs pls igre if mesgs are not responded will rectify them& b bck soon :)
A guy from the neighbouring coffee table,
Had a long narrated fable.
I shamelessly overheard without any cable.
His narration was so adorable.
******* **** was clearly audible.
My anger was uncontrollable.
I wonder how it was gossip-able
Me. becoming a sexist was unavoidable.
As guys gossiping ruthlessly about a love story was unbelievable.
It was all about suiting the unsuitable.
The cheeky listener filmed the unfilmable.
Called it a pornograph, as if he isn't able.
Girls have ethics
Go girls-gossip girls with ground rules.
However,
The suspense lies in the unheard truth.
3.4.2023
Apr 25, 2023
Apr 25, 2023 at 7:15 AM UTC
So tiny, so alone,
Together so grown.
Unknowingly known by everyone,
Being single, you are known.
Being found elsewhere/everywhere,
But duration never matters somewhere.
"Being blood offers one pain.
Being rain presents one fun.
But being in tears gives an indecipherable fear."
Signals are never red forever.
Just waiting for a chance, I dare.
So I take a little strain
to count your absence hereafter.
The real quest is,
Not the bliss of a droplet
But the isolated emotions in it.
Apr 25, 2023
Apr 25, 2023 at 7:03 AM UTC
That dear brother.
For whom I do a little bother.
To recite further.
I know he is amiable.
Ah,
He is staunch enough when he quibbles.
He is,
Confident in his content
And debates until he is content.
I thought he was downright polite.
But nevertheless, he is
That inquisitive charm of his is elite.
He, a good advertiser
But a better reasoner
And the best advisor.
"Dear, dear brother
I know not your second face
But am aware of a hand full of few."
Apr 25, 2023
Apr 25, 2023 at 6:59 AM UTC
Until I turned nineteen,
I never considered where I had been.
I couldn't be seen.
As I have never been on the scene.
Every morrow, I called out to my aunt
To express my love,
and welcome a cup of tea
That is dear to me.
"I hailed to thee,
Aunty, tea."
When she delays a little,
I became a prattle.
A mature lady smiles and places a cup of tea
What a great human is she!
As I had to traverse to another city,
I had to shift to a hostel that had no tea
Not a day did I receive
A mere cup of tea.
Every morrow, every eve,
All I yearn about is only her and I.
Like a mother, the love she showered.
Like a roe,
Neither did I apprehend
Nor did I reciprocate.
Here my mind does thoroughly replicate.
.... TEA....
Every morrow, every eve
I buy tea,
Just by paying the fee
which I used to get for free.
Not lovingly calling Aunty tea
But,
To an unrelated shopkeeper
Asking, 'Bhaiyah Tea'.
Apr 25, 2023
Apr 25, 2023 at 6:25 AM UTC
Oh my dear Corona
What on earth have we done to you?
With or without wearing a mask
We could neither live nor die.
You came in through the air.
To stop us travelling by air.
Object us from breathing the way we were
To walk maskless on the streets became so rare.
You flew in uninvited.
You made people become intimidated.
You took our rights ignoring legislation norms.
You made our lives miserable by questioning our norms.
The old has almost lost its worth
The colours have almost faded in youth.
The bride and groom are chocking to accept maskless wedding bells.
The newborns won't know how a maskless dwells.
Like a demon, you ****** our blood in the ways possible.
Eliminating a commoners purpose in life is the norm for you.
Should an infant learn to wear a mask before it treats to suckle?
Should Shutting down a layman's joy be a delight to you?
Who the hell are you?
An uninvited guest ruining everything around you
Wasting an individual's precious time,
Spoiling a wonderful year.
You got your name and fame
by Stealing one's beloved possessions.
How cruel could you be!
Butchering lives with or without attacking.
Should you stay forever or be gone before dawn!
Nov 8, 2020
Nov 8, 2020 at 6:56 AM UTC
Hey dear Granpa,
I know that I owe
A letter to you
A verse for thou.
On this father's day
I write one with a lot to say
Firstly, your presence was my gay
Your love didn't let me cross the bay.
I have a father who looked after my expenses.
Whereas, you brought me up with all the senses
Showing how to go beyond one's fences
by using mind's lenses.
I tried to follow your ways
But I kept going in search of love
Forgetting no one can be you
And, I was caught facing anxiety.
How can I forget those
Long walks which didn't last long
The endless conversations which did end
Bicycle rides which steered away to sides.
I saw the people, and I understood the world,
I witnessed the love, and I saw the sacrifices,
But I couldn't see you....
My heart yearns to end my best moment with you.
I wish I were able to see you
I hope I could feel you
I beseech I were long gone with you
I wish, I wish, and I wish to be with you.
I don't want love my dear
I don't want marriage my dear
I don't want parents my dear
All I need is those loving moments with you
Can't we read a novel again
Can't we fight over a book again
Can't we talk for hours about it again
Can't we seek a judge to wave a victory flag for us?
dated: 21/6
Jun 21, 2020
Jun 21, 2020 at 8:25 AM UTC
I know you as a person
I understand you as a friend
I appreciate you as an individual,
I can always see you more than a friend.
Who likes to laugh
To laugh unknown of reason,
To laugh unknown of season.
No matter of winter is cold,
No issue of spring being pleasant
All that you want is
To laugh out aloud.
I guess miseries are with you
So that you laugh a minute of few
I guess sorrows r hear
So you laugh to bear
Happenings are rare
It is not meant for you to carry.
But, you do admit
Your laughter is your gear
Worries are here and there
You ought to share
For them not be a mare
Never, you regret to deliver
Your pain doesn't stay forever
Never, you regret to convey here
As your true laughter
Would return to you for sure
Jun 5, 2020
Jun 5, 2020 at 1:54 AM UTC
I have never known that I will be my tutor,
Since 2014 every respective day,
Is self-taught schooling in a way,
Day in and day out I discovered a lot.
Every year we mount up not realizing that we really are.
Though most of us look forth, some of us never fail to look back at our amour.
At a glance, Wordsworth saw ten thousand daffodils.
So did I, but my past.
Every day appeared different to me.
Have I been that one person?
Who cribbed and mourned with least reasons.
Knowing that God bestows me with joyful seasons,
I underestimated the power of self-taught lessons
As I considered them as unseen lesions.
Forgetting that they encompassed a few of my missions.
At a glance, Wordsworth saw ten thousand daffodils.
So did I, but my present.
Every heyday wasn't innovative to me
The year was good for me
But, I didn't allow anyone to see
As I have always thought of the secret behind being free
It would have taken a few minutes to glee
Where I kept waiting for my fling to cross the seven seas.
No wonder why didn't I seize, the best moments of gleaming breeze.
At a glance, Wordsworth saw ten thousand daffodils.
So did I, but my future.
Each day was a threat to me.
Though complaints and blames are two different terms,
They deserve a meaning of their own.
As I knew my students deserve the best lessons
I sowed good thoughts and positive vibes.
Like a preacher, I followed a few of my words.
But I didn't bother to carry to them in my world.
At a glance, Wordsworth saw ten thousand daffodils.
So did I, but roses, thorns, and petals.
Each and every day reminded me, who should I be.
There is a heaven and a hell in every one of us
We need to find out the best and worst sides of it
But most of never know how to figure out.
I could be one of them.
We have our answers for dos and don'ts
Have I not been the one?
Who mostly won
All my battles on my own.
Dec 25, 2018
Dec 25, 2018 at 4:34 AM UTC
I lived a life
A life with you.
I never knew
Every day will be so new.
I thank God.
As I am blessed.
I thank God
For I am being loved.
I knew one day
That you will die
Will die one day
But, Didn't expect it that day.
Your birth meant a lot
Yet
Your death is meaning a lot.
The truth behind pressure.
Some knew that you were my treasure
But,
Except one, none stood beside
When my heart experienced that torture.
I got to know I'm learning a lot.
You should have known the battles
The battles that were fought
Your presence was a visual essence
Your absence is an unexplained presence
I thought through birth
we learn a lot
While
I forgot to think
A death teaches a lot.
I can't tell you
How much I miss you
The day you see my pillow
You may know.
Oct 28, 2018
Oct 28, 2018 at 4:21 AM UTC
An omniscient voice said,
We are human beings,
Without any humanity.
Some are spoiling the purity of fertility
******* around not knowing whom to **** around
One speaks nonsense and expects the other to reply.
Each and every one has their wish and will,
Which shapes an individual
But some lovely bodies will do nothing
Instead, keep complaining
About the world being round
Assuming that the hidden truth was found.
Money, food, flesh are the three vitamins
All that one needs in life
Whereas one may just need a knife.
To **** that cliché
To show the life in a sachet.
Forgetting that we in a reverie
Of so-called living.
Ask yourself "Am I living or Surviving? "
The brain will suggest option A
While heart will be throbbing to say "SURVIVING".
The definition of the term ‘Privacy'
Is lost in networks ‘Secrecy'
Videotaping ones ‘Intimacy'
Has become our ‘Fantasy'
How can they be a wrong deed
When they satisfy our need.
Most of us convert money
From foreign to the native currency
Forgetting that we are
Literally converting needs to wants.
The dying proverb
"Money makes many things"
Has become the living truth
"Money is everything"
We all have forgotten to exchange goods.
Is it because the barter system is extinct now?
Where can one find love?
Is it in the self or in the other?
Aug 4, 2018
Aug 4, 2018 at 8:54 AM UTC