Secrets are trapped
In a locker
Rimmed and shackled
Smashing and making me moider..
Not less than a treasure
With someone's trust
Which someone reveals to you for pleasure
Fly away like a fading lust.
Secrets must be kept secret
For they are related to someone's emotions
Because, if revealed, you'll regret
That you can't balance yourself with the deals of trust
Leading to only lamentation..

The wreckage flow unhindered
Knots wrenching it in the pit of stomach
Of embarrassing truth, infuriating intuitions
Mystical feelings, trash emotions
Choking thick clouds of filth and dirt
In my disguised demeanour
In external floric attire
Seclusion, salt on the wound
Blazes in an impressive bonfire..

A curse for the heaven
Look, Children are creeping
To the prison
With shabby locks
As their ornaments
Look, Children are creeping
Whether willingly or otherwise
For their confinement
On the endless roads
Of the heaven
A ride to hell
A ride to prison
Perhaps, someone have gobbled up
Their rusted ornaments
Of books, toys, parks
Excitement and enjoyment
A curse for the heaven
Look, Children are creeping
To the prison..

How much water dribbles
With deafening thuds
How much dry sympathy
Heaves with a warm sigh
While glaring at immoral furore
Over scorging throats
Who'd be the reformist plumber
For countless ,crooked creatures
With leaking wisery
How much then water has dribbled
With deafening thuds
In drains and floods..

My progenitor of curiousity
My prophecy of endured awakening
Gives me serious *******
Of doubts and clearings
Oh! I wish I'd break your call
Your advice yells my mind
Driving the bitter truths with your soul
Those attacks would be reality
Those advice would be precautions
Sacrificing the very reputed dignity
To your free and fair auction
I must confess
With forgiveness and apologies
My progenitor of deep memories
My prophecy of soul awakening
Let me geer up with your summoning...

Engravings of trampled sands
Irrepressibly brutally invidious
When motioned irresistibly
Through crystal delusioned prism
Array of brandishing invocationing
Spectrum gleaming grapple
Cure, perseverance, persistence,
Pledge, pros, plums
The lazarus ray shone legacy..

A real splitting headache
Higher than normal
Losing consciousness
With a sore throat
At the death's door
Shivering and quivering
At the mouth of death
With itchy-red eyes
Hard-deep breaths
No one to cheer
No one to care
No one to wipe tears..

He was badly injured
Blood was quenching the thirst
Of eroded plants
The deserted way was grieving
With the sighs and panting
A strip of bandages adored
The heavy rescued heart
And then someone with a thick mustache
Dragged him towards a haunted hut
The stranger put alum
As blood trickled with pus
Moreover the stranger took off
The bandages of his heavy heart
And his warmth drowning wrath
Till the man became convalescent
The hut wasn't built in thick woods
It was in the slum of clothes, threads and technical loops
People might have stitched the man's wounds
Probably they were the best tailors of the town
The man is fine now
In those deserted ways
He's been trained the art of removing bandages
Strip by strip..
He gained his name and fame as one of the best tailors
In a town of trespassed healers..

Near the bed, under the table,
My smile was somewhere lost.
I searched everywhere,
I read all the magazines and the post.
Nobody was at home,
I cried and lost all my hopes.
My smile was somewhere lost,
Every second was like an hour.
I sat at one corner,
I felt so lonely and absurd.
Suddenly,I heard babble of voices,
Mom was there at the door,
With my favourite chocolates and toys.
She gave me a warm hug,
My sigh turned into a wide smile.
Followed by giggles.
Yes, I had gotten my smile,
Which was , without her, hard to find.
I forgot all my sufferings because of her help,
I got the real joy of my life in her lap..

Surbhi Dadhich..

Snoring wildly on the emerald carpets
With lush and frantic hue
Cushiony petals are dancing puppets
Destination never has gone through
Crops bearing golden yields
Threshed with ardent love and devotion
There.. farmer's friends crawling deep
Displacing under fine fragmentation
Endless barriers..Endless notes
Endless beauty...Endless codes..

Doughnuts of your cheesy gratitude
Engulfed by lying scoundrels
As they sip your classic soup
Of the sweetest innocent emotion
How you bore a cakewalk
Like pertition in hot waters
How you opted for burnt cult
Rather feeding fancy miracles
Lightning a fuse
Added on to your woes
As they mess with you
They just starved for an appetizer
Of your sincerest approval
But you were not your puppet
And let them out of order
Your imprudent was your innocence...

I'm ostensibly doomed
My unconditional love reciprocated
In your candid emphatic heart
When I shook myself with the storm of sneezes
Of your unsympathetic disapproval
And harvests of incessant reckless refusals
When you never grant rewinding opportunities
The opportunity to rewind us
Into memories of affinity
When our stepping stones were trust
And not the rival lust
I'm doomed...

I hallucinate the havoc departure
Under the oak and warm sunshine
Among wreck and decayed matter
In the vast expanses of ghastly spirits
That dilapidated graveyard
Devastating eagle
Amidst sticks and shovels
I hallucinate..that breathless moment
Digging into labyrinth
Waving ephemerality..

Dependant infants in their Mothers arms,
Unable to open their eyes in the light.
Cared with a great charm,
New-born heightless hopes arise with the heart's delight.
As he grows younger and even younger,
With the passage of time.
Heavy responsibilities on his shoulders,
With all the relations, travels journey of life.
Some fulfil them as duties,
Some as an enjoyment.
Some as a liability ,
Whereas some as a rule of temperament.
We are born in this world ,
Nothing to come with and nothing to go with,
And This is why,  sometimes a gap becomes necessary
To balance our lives with heavy loads of responsibilities..

Surbhi Dadhich.

You, with your knives and swords
Foster my humiliation with your red flags
You, with your mean, abrupt cold- heartedness
Shiver me through harsh ice extremes
You, like an enlarged untamed bull
Smack me disastrously in debt trap
"Down the road, trodden could be imprints
Had I been the chalk of your footprints"
I, with freezing spirit wish
I wouldn't lament my footprints..

rolling back years and years
in that flimsy photograph
rolled from tethered corners
sparked memories sweet and sharp
barefeet were we as breeze blew
tugged solemnly,motionless
grievous grin, yet not so glum
sunshine blazed our freckles
a close look ,indicting
'' we could be a bit closer''
closer, at least for a span of a moment
span of years drifted us farther and further
your hiccoughs compelled me to lament..

Mama shooed me off
Banging the door against my face
The creak cacophony pierced my heart
A homeless heart pouring at hearth
The floating moon in the dark sky
Flaunting flawlessly, mocked at me
Thirsty soul was I, thousand reasons to cry
Shivered barefeet on the thorny streets
Although umpteenth mornings came
Melodies to rejoice
Yet darkness tamed me devilishly
Unreasonably, piping no choice..

I thought of that guy
Who had no reason to smile and talk
He's just gravely idle
In that cheerful crowd
Never dared to join in the conversation
Decency showering from the graceful grin
And those horn- rimmed spectacles
Sharpened with blowing thin cheeks
Retinas that watch world with a peculiar vision
Heart that filters the impurity
Soul trickling rare satisfaction
An ideal of peace certainly..

When we were elating pearls
Under the umbrellas of shells
Exquisite calmness lingered
Endeared our ******* hearts
That was pathetically ' the last prestige'
When we were engrossed in moonlit night
Elaborated fine-tuned lives
Empathy trickled, sensations sympathasised
Warm potion circulated in hearts
That was pathetically 'the last prestige'
Until now and then that had been
The miserable' last prestige'..

You were in my life earlier
I threw you out
You were in my heart
I threw you out
Then You were in my thoughts
I threw you out again
And now, You are in my dreams
From morning till noon
How can I throw you out?

There in your little streets
Or the drained narrow passages
"Gush before pay"
Cried a labourer seeking wages
Along the uninhabited rye
Or down the isolated alleys
Those tough boatmen
Still ferry
Corner of highways
Or a traffic jam
Rushing in a great haste
As they move for a hope
To enlighten the griefs
Of others..
They don't walk steps
They take progressive leaps..

Your inflicted memories
Lick my wound with tenderness
An established testimony
Nobody ever confess
How bereaving is to strive
When our souls deadlocked
They heaved alive..

Oh pouring rain and brewing coffee
The patter and warm sips
Dive in deeper, sombre,
Hues of dew emeralds,
Pure- scented blooming lavender,
Oh divine drizzle
Cease the death march
Aggravated catastrophe
Hoard in tender, subtle
With no intended puns and irony..

Your goosebumps
Awakened heart
Brambling hiccups
Never depart
To your astonishment
This isn't a disease
This is an anonymous attachment
Of your soul to commit
I am a free bird
In your body
But I can go elsewhere
Even to others body..

Say you'll be tempting me
Even I fall ******* a bed of roses
Wrap your arms 'round me
Even if I seep in assertive hopes
Say you'll be sweeping my tears
Even a fake smile, I wear
Immortalise our sand imprints
Even I build a castle in the air
Would you commit it to me?
Even if I'm perturbed and petrified
Say you'll remember me
Even behind the bars, manacled..

What's wrong with you?

I don't know
What's wrong in me
But I do know
What I aspire to be

What's wrong with you?

I don't know
What's wrong with me
But I do know
How to deal with it.
What's wrong with me
Is what I knew dearie
From my early girlhood
That I haven't ever tried to improve
Neither I dare
Nor I care
To challenge that stuff
And..I didn't ever repent
Not to be perfect

Pa won't hear me precious
He'll send me in those chambers
Mummy! Will you let me suffer
Behind those iron shutters?
I never told you
Constantly fooling you
That I'm always alright
But it's really hard to strive
I won't  survive in that boarding school
Neither I know the rules
Nor to lace up my shoes
I'm not accustomed of that tie
In those chambers, I won't survive
Where I'm not even allowed to cry
I promise I'll left all my addictions
I'll stick up to my study material
I'll do everything,  anything
Is it still not enough?

You cried, bellowed
I shook from miles
You howled, perturbed
I electrified, jostled
For tactless aid
You ,crooked and bruised
Faltered, while breathing at throat
Never did I flustered over
Yawned , propped in the corner
You shrieked , lungs slitting
I bragged of unkempt conducts
While you burst your nerve
I waved
You exploded..

I wasn't nipped, coiled in a ******* bud
I wasn't aching, bleeding breathlessly
Why did I cease for fruits to pluck
The essence lured me in
I wasn't crippled with adversities
I wasn't molested by remorse and guilt
Why did I troop over berries and plums?
The bittersweet aroma lured me in
I am ridiculed at what to sweep in corners
I am repenting the bittersweet essence
Penning it down in a journal..

I could be the river meandering the countryside
To flow with you with eternal brilliance
I could be the lovely home on a tree-shaded street
To be a part of your visual field
I could be the only mystifying rose among thorns
To caress your bleeding finger
I could be your muse , the moon
To shower you with poise and pleasure
I could be you, your forgiving soul
To mend your thousand hidden cuts

Baked with blazing trepidation
An enthralled hare roamed here and there
Pure water, a morsel of food neither
What he unearthed was a mere beetle
Cloud nine burst in guise of an underground creature
He ate it not..nor he threw
It was emancipating he went through
Vexed in firmed fist
The beetle yelled in grief
"No matter how much you turn rude
I'll be gracious genuine to you
Let you grant me one more chance
To glorify my potential and past
The world is galvanized with impostors
But I'm a cunning fellow
I'll be your blessed slave
If you grant me the chance for God's sake"
Escaped was he by hare
With some deal of property share
Beetle walked hare to an infamous restaurant
Desserts, grilling and gourmet
Hey bunny..What'll you have?
The hare fathomed the taunt
Ordered wildly on and on and on
Since too many cooks spoil the broth
The hare churned abdomen
And unconsciously died
The beetle decomposed debris
And looked upto another foolish
He however gigantic couldn't rescue from cunning...

This ghastly night grappling mercy
Of the frolicksome crescent moon
The rusty clock accelerated hours
The stars glossed in the milky troop
The crackling ultrasound of crooked fan
Strands of hair viz soles of feet lamed
When eyelashes sensed warmth and rest
Droolworthy images flashed...
A white gracious unicorn was staring
His soothing eyes strengthened me
And I engrossed in a lavish sleep...

From head to toe
She stared me
As if I was her bewaited foe
We played hide and seek
For hours and hours
I went out
She also went out
She wildly followed
And she came to me
I became pale yellow
With Her every step's echo
She came to me finally
And.........
She did nothing...

That convict boy playing truant
With his fellow ragpickers
Day in and day out
The harvesting season of buffer
Has gone..Gone his bread and butter
Barefeet as he walks
Across the aisle of thorny bushes
Later at those anonymous paths
To cook food and wash dishes
Weekends he polishes the pride
Of nobles branded shoes
Sunday is quite busy
To sell newspapers at streets
And each night with a wide grin
And some books and a few cash
Departs he to the house
In one of the poorest slums
Which people assume a 'dumpyard'
He isn't a beggar..
He really isn't..

The valiant stock of indescribable imagination
Spilling affection on the fickle-minded thoughts
Brimming the golden compassion
Leads everything by nose
Gallantry of the spongy sheets of emotions
Faith in contemptuous social beliefs
The valiant stock of indescribable imagination
Emphasizing the insatiable reaps..

It's really hard to talk
You have to think in advance some interesting topics
And all effort is on stretching conversation somehow
The silence makes it awkward
It's really hard to talk
Deep down, you know this is not going anywhere
Both of you try to involve each other
Even if it is going nowhere
Behind that false, prolonged smile
It's really hard to just talk
I wish I could claim myself to be the person who just can talk to anyone
I wish I could just engage people
Talking to someone won't feel like a trouble

Ah! The most awaited moment
Now, approaching by degrees"
Chanted a gullible girl
As she breathed the blow of breeze
From a severely punished window
In a junk rusty vehicle
She enchanted her heavy heart
With the happiness at the highest pinnacle
She was anonymous in that mob
Without advices and unworthy suggestions
The overstrain upon her brain
Urged her to leap onto actions
Her dreadful years of shackled confinement
And her teary eyes weeping with lashes
Lack of love, lack of leisure
Just for the attainment of cash
It has been only four hours
Since she fled away
With some cash and brawn
Her way was prepared to pave
As she rejoiced her heart
With liberty, love and leisure
The gullible girl was engulfed by the cult
Of a chauffeur driving an unknown vehicle
The rusty vehicle burnt into flames
And so the gullible girl
Her first journey became her disastrous departure
Unrecognized of the heartshaking return
Of her innocence
The ashes carried a soul
Unfulfilled and unquenched..

Stony chirruping cuddle my ears
I woke up with pent-up emotions
Shooed the stony chirruping
Yet stony silence broke my heart
Crumplings of which dove refused
The sweeper swept them..

She doesn't knew it
For every ladder she seek
Venom snakes are straightened
For her sincerity to mistreat
For her assurity to mislead
She doesn't knew it
The masks of the hypocrisy evil
The instant of their reckless arrival
Her boosting confidence is now an expected trivial
But she knew it
How to deal the callous miseries
Still she's in need of a referee ...

Under the sober moonlit night
As her face grew starkly pale
A delicate moth lured in
As it's drawn to a flame
Shivered as she with a misty leaf
Sweat out poured rigorously
As she wept neglected, unseen
The fluttering moth flustered her
Wild fantasies lingered,  hovered
A shadow crept gleaming ecstasy
Caressed her back and feet
Rode her wavingly
Lulled,  rode her
As mystery, she mustered
Out,  she dwelled
Out of her brutal shell..

Nothing could raptly penetrate
From your wicked heart
For you wouldn't be an adored rose
If you're still an innocent bud
Nothing could raptly penetrate
For you'd constructed walls all around
Instead of a selectively- permeable membrane
It would be dignified possessions
Rather than a mob or a crowd
Neither unconditional love
Nor uncontrollable laughter
Nothing could raptly penetrate
From your wicked heart
For you wouldn't be a wizard
Without your magic wand

All my roots are deeply penetrating
Down your spine
With a gush of rejoicings
For an adventurous ride
Your awkward arrival
Your farewell departure
Leaving indelible imprints
On the sands of my heart
I'm needlessly emotional
You're crazily horrible
I'm discovering freedom
You're looking for a confined shelter
In my framed portrait
With my allowances
Without any rent..

Fascinated by beauty of her face,
Remarked by dimples on cheeks.
Killer smile and silky locks,
Amongst the shining green trees.
Her face was beating the brightness of the Sun,
Glowing and attracting strongly.
Observed by everyone,
Her every style and sense was lovely.
The way you made your cute eyes up,
Gave me fits of giddiness.
I was in a great dilemma,
To call you my Moon or Sun.
But, like them, you didn't give me feeling of loneliness.
Yeah! You are my Star.
You filled every light in my heart,
But, now, you are very far.
But still, your memories enlighten my heart.

Surbhi Dadhich.

As the corner of my eye
Widened, gasped at the glinting Sun
Highest, above disfigured illusions
The infinite stretch of innumerable sighs
Yet closest twirls slinky eyelashes
The (in)visible identity seems to hide
As human denies vehemently
"The Supreme Personality of Godhead"
Flinching faith leads to unanswered revelations
Unflinching demoniac while innocent is shot
Yet unflinching faith in a barber
While he holds a razor against the throat