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Sep 2018 · 127
I am
Surya Teja M Sep 2018
I'm not what you see me
I'm not what I do
I'm what I think &
Never exist in reality
This tells what exactly an individual is
Sep 2018 · 335
New Writer
Surya Teja M Sep 2018
The words are magical
Mysterious too
They entice us into
A world of fantasy
Lure us with their curves
And ****** us to play romantic games

I was not the exceptional
I was too entangled in it's web
Craved to write love,
Lust, beauty and people
Which fade away as clock ticks

They transformed my words into fictional
Took me away from this natural world
I was flying in it's beauties
I was touching it's indelible curves
And went deep inside it's private parts

I fell from that sky on a starry night
Like a star that laminates more
Hit to the grounds of reality
The fragile fantasies were shattered
Made me alone in my story

The reality is bitter unlike the fantasy
It bites my bones, eats my head
Burns my soul and torments my heart
To write what is true
Despite of being ugly and *****

As I walk along the pavements
My heart is loaded with misery
The agony it has brought is completely a mystery
All I realized,
The writers whom I read were impotent to write this pain down

Dustbins are screaming for mothers
Pavements are starving for food
Brothel houses are moaning for their souls
Preachers are filling hatred
Politicians are serving agony

I want to weep
I want to write
I want to bleed
It's about a new Writer who is vexed up reading and writing love, lust, fantasies which made him lost his grip to cling to the harsh ***** and ugly reality.
Sep 2018 · 191
Surya Teja M Sep 2018
There is a life
In words
That everyone
Couldn't witness.

The life in it itself
Is an oxymoron;
Fills you with joy
And makes you cry.

Happiness is fictional
Suffering is factual
Joy melts and
Pain freezes.

Read more
Be alone,
Find the joy
In the solitude it brings.

Write syllables in torment
Let them kiss each heart it is read
Let the agony rejoice in words
And let the joy weep in pain.

Let the world of pain
Dissolve in every note of music
Let it disperse in each cheerful mind
And **** all the lives of mythical muse
Yes, the happiness is fictional and the suffering is real
Dec 2017 · 163
Story after Death
Surya Teja M Dec 2017
The body that I beautified over the years
Had eaten by unseen scavengers,
Left my soul lone and lost-
I found hardly few, crying, at my funeral
Few held me for days
Few for years in their memories
That faded, eventually, away like morning mist-
But when will my soul die?

Surya Teja M
Nov 2017 · 214
Dreams of Now
Surya Teja M Nov 2017
I dreamed a class of history
When I was riding on my bike.

A giant man was tussling a fierce lion
The one wins, eats the other-
Shortest tale of Darwin's theory;
The one fits, survives.

Group of men killing the other under the crowns of kings
Winning flag slaves the losing flag
Dirtiest game of thrones;
The one wins, rules.

I winked-
Emaciated begging hands are stretched along the roads
On which I have been travelling;
I have been riding over corpses of people starved to death.

I am scared now:
What kinda dream my daughter gets
About me and about us?
Are you too scared, now?
I tried to tell that we are not lesser the than people who warred and killed other people. Our war is a form of CLASS. This a Class Struggle. I think, our next generation will think the same way as we are thinking about our predecessors.
Nov 2017 · 196
Surya Teja M Nov 2017
I awoke from my sleep on a starry night;
It was old like my heart and quiet like my love,
The stars were huddling tight and twinkling bright,
I ambled to window sill and perched like a waffling owl.

I beheld-
Wind swirling, tree quivering
Clock ticking and waves swaying.

The tree gravitated me; quivering and rustling
Standing strong against its heart to fly-
Reminded me of my job of my young-hood;
Duties and desires waged war against and leaves fell apart.

Turned my eyes and swaying in the waves
They swayed me to the corners of happiness,
Resting me in the chasm of gloominess
It was like then me-
Walking on same path and dreaming for the wonders

Seconds hand in clock beat in my ears
Once, I loved creating, perceiving and pursuing
The freedom and independence I grabbed from choices
Allowed me to exist like me out of anxiety

The call was too late;
The breeze entered my dress,
Crept over my body,
Stalked me to death,
Decomposed my corpse,
Diffused my soul into the dust.
To the one who is stuck in different philosophies
Nov 2017 · 299
Diverged Misery
Surya Teja M Nov 2017
At the end
You are alone
With the memories
Full of people
Who left you
In the darkness
Of misery
To sail in
Their loneliness
Some people think, you can not be happy with them and stay away from you and lives in misery. But, they do not aware of a fact that you will be in more misery and they do not know their presence is an heaven
Nov 2017 · 169
Surya Teja M Nov 2017
I found happiness
In the deepest
Corner of depression

When I say this
People say, "impossible"
But, I say, "everything is possible".
Nov 2017 · 799
Surya Teja M Nov 2017
The crowded streets,
The empty nights
Were the same;
Scary and dreary,
Till I met you.

Whether it was spark,
Or it was dark
I was the same;
Numb and dumb,
Till I met you.

You showered love
In oddest times,
Trained me seeing
Beauty in everything,
Accompanied in loneliness,
Exhilarated in clumsiness.

The sense of you
Had woken my eye,
The strike of your light
Ignited my mind,
The pill of your pleasure
Had cured my heart,
Hymns of your wisdom
Enlightened my soul.

Oh! Books!
I'm grateful!
Nov 2017 · 245
Surya Teja M Nov 2017
You introduced the world to us
By carrying us on your back
You fed us our stomachs
By tilting hard clay with your bones
You exchanged our love letters
By travelling miles without tiredness
You made us rich
By selling your fur, skin, meat and even eggs
You gave us life
By dying in medical research
You gave us love
By caring, kissing and hugging when we are alone
We are humans
Because of your sacrifice, dear animals and birds
This is not our intelligence alone that made us humans but, the animals and birds who were and are always a part of our achievements
Nov 2017 · 517
My World
Surya Teja M Nov 2017
There is a world
outside me
There is a world
inside me
You can see the first,
but not the latter.
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Oct 2017 · 286
Surya Teja M Oct 2017
I feel proud
When Sun tires
Of melting my frozen heart;

But, I fear
When Sun rises
In the morning with hope.
attempt with commitment is a the key of success
Oct 2017 · 190
Surya Teja M Oct 2017
I dive into
The chasm of
Your heart-
In the search
Of the halo
That once sparkled
Oct 2017 · 240
Don't know? No, I know
Surya Teja M Oct 2017
Starving: don't know what I am starving for
Waiting: don't know what I am waiting for
Searching: don't know what I am searching for
Sticking: don't know where I am sticking in
Loosing: I know, I am loosing my mind
Killing: I know, I am killing the hearts
It is about fickle mind
Oct 2017 · 236
Surya Teja M Oct 2017
I am a girl
                                     Like a flowing river                                      
Sometimes laminar,
Sometimes turbulent

I am a girl
Like a flowing river
Sometimes cold,
Sometimes warm

Someone spits,
Someone ***** on me
Someone dilutes,
Someone pollutes me
But, you can’t question me the level of my purity

Someone  loves,
Someone prays me
Someone respects,
Someone wishes me
All I do for them is keeping my flow divine  
My birth and my death
Reflect my serenity
The rest of my life
Reflects your entity
So, you don’t have a right to question me
I am a girl
Like a flowing river.
Dedicated to women. This is not to judge or comment any girl or woman
Oct 2017 · 222
Still, I'm Beautiful
Surya Teja M Oct 2017
I myself submitted my soul and body at your feet to dissolve in your love
Forgotten the surroundings and drenched in the dreams of our world
Expecting you to paint me with rainbow and to **** me with your sight
Satisfying our desires and expressing my love in oozing tears
When I came back to the reality, all I have is only the rolling tears
Don’t know why your caresses turned into scars all over my body
But, still, deep inside the scars, I cuddle you with my eternal love
You became the beast, your love is gone, but, still, I am in love with you
I am wounded, but, still, I am Beautiful
A wounded person's love
Oct 2017 · 284
Eden Park
Surya Teja M Oct 2017
In the name of your love,
In the sense of your touch,
In the feel of your breath
I'm going…
I’m going alone.

Far away from the woods,
Far away from the roads
To the brink of this world
To jump into my own world.
I’m going…
I’m going alone.  

Hate is must in this world
Starving to death is so common
Marketing is a hobby, and
Deception is an art
I can’t hate, I can’t cheat
I won’t market my labor
I won’t business my art
I won’t sell my heart, and
I won’t invest my mind, so
I’m going…
I’m going alone.  

Painful to stride on thorns,
Awful to ride all nights
Still I love to go
To the world where
I wish to grow.
I’m going…
I’m going alone.

My world is full of love
I wish you to come
I know you can’t live there
Like a delicate bird in cage.
Every look harms you,
Every touch hurts you,
Every word breaks you
Every memory ****** you, still
I don’t know why you’re there?
I stretch my hand
To make a bond.
I’m waiting…
I’m waiting alone.
This is an appeal to create and live in a better place
Oct 2017 · 263
Digital Friend
Surya Teja M Oct 2017
O friend!
Without a face
You’ve come like a tide
Touched me with your warmth,
Soothed my heart with words.

O friend!
Without a sound
You’ve gone too like a tide
Leaving my eyes wet
Yearning my heart to meet
Throwing me back to hell again.

O friend!
Without a wait
Come to me and
Sing for me
I love to dance with you
I want to live with you
O friend!
Come back again                                        
Say, ‘I don’t go back again’.
The way online chatting starts also ends and leave people wait for their social networking friends to come back and soothe them again which can't they get from real time friends
Oct 2017 · 239
Bipolar Disorder
Surya Teja M Oct 2017
The joy is inexplicable
When the dawn is out to warm you
But, nothing gold can stay:
It turns into burning fire
And ***** your blood out of you.

Dancing in drizzling rain
Reminds you how beautiful you are
But, nothing gold can stay:
Hurricanes bring down big guns
And shoot you to dead in rain.

The wanton scenery
Is also nature's first gold-
The gold that can not stay.

I am the Nature
My gold turns into stone
It is your love that matters
I am bipolar, I am your lover
A lover who can't be always
The Nature's first Gold.
Oct 2017 · 227
I am Lost
Surya Teja M Oct 2017
I'm lost
In a crowd and busy city
Even after trying very harder.
Thousands of people around me,
But, I know nobody.
They don't pause, they don't smile-
Every moment is for today's or tomorrow's money.
Hundreds of buses around me
But, none takes me to home.
They are to pollute, they are for noise
I can't expect nothing more than that.
I'm lost
In a busy city world
Even after trying very harder.
To depict how busy and weird our lives are
Oct 2017 · 343
Your Soul
Surya Teja M Oct 2017
Your Soul

They don’t know how cruel you are
They know you only watering plants,
Doing a decent job and following the crowd
Throwing smiles at every person you see
Showering wishes on each one you love
Fulfilling the responsibilities you have on shoulders
They don’t know how barbarous you are

They don’t know how brutally you killing me-
You suffocating me with your breathe,
Slashing wrist with your heartbeat,
Strangling throat with each word you speak,
And staining my dreams with the blood of fear
I alone know the obscenity behind your smiles
I think it’s a curse of being Your Soul.
It is about a soul which is talking to it's own person

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