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Shivam S Jul 2017
Sing a song
Tell me your name
Quote a man
And your never ending pain.
All these years
Which you have kept
From you and me
All the same.

Girl sing a song
Tell me your pain
Show me your scars
Of all those wars.
That you have fought
In the name
of god
All the same.

Sing me a song
Tell me your name.
We will sing it along
All the same.
Of all those scars in the name of war which never heal. No war brought any good to this world.
Shivam S Sep 2016
September.
Every year you come
And take a lot more away.
First my old man
Then her too
they were love
of my life and true.
September .
If only could you
see the crimson storms
rumbling in my hearts
and not come soon.

Hearts.
Yes, I have theirs too.

Go away September.
Until comes the moon.
Shivam S Jun 2016
Love was never for dreamers
for it shows dreams of its own
never fulflled not even close
dreamers have died seeing this unending prose.

I dont wish to die
never hoped for it or vied.
i wish to fly
even if it means to be alone.

My love may never come true
nor do my dreams of us
i will make dreams of my own
and fly and fly all alone.
Sacrifice of love for dreams you have seen
Shivam S Nov 2015
I don't want to stay
because i feel
i might fall for u
and u might not feel the same.

Again.

I never wanted to leave
i never did
I never wanted to stray
never.. even if god's are in way.

Never.
Shivam S Feb 2015
I was never one of them
I was a god send
my nature lies in trust
my words mean no harm
Treacherous,superfluous
liars,fake,malicious souls
wander around me
with their potential harms
I couldn't be them
I can never be.
My hearts of soul
lies not in these flukes,
These virtues of monotony
I am not one of them.
#TobeHuman #mankind
Shivam S Jan 2015
Today trees play the role of minstrels
with the wind aiding to their songs.
Birds fly and chirps
and whispers among themselves
perhaps they too feel,
what a beautiful day it is.
Sun burns bright and exuberant
filling each corners and every curve
with it's best of the lights.
And every now and then
flocks of stork wander tirelessly
and soar low and high
in this radiant ocean of serendipity.
Shivam S Sep 2014
Some tunes with them
do not only carry
melodies rhythm and beats
but a few of them
tells us of stories untold
desires not met
love not found and
a crimson heart dumbfounded.
#chopin #Music #Stories
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