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  Dec 2014 Abhay Chopra
Arjun Chopra
This teacher has it all figured out
There is only right and wrong
No shades of grey
One syllabus to rule them all

The mellow sunrise
With colours dancing between yellow and orange
Seems muffled and grey
From a classroom window

Skipping stones
Bouncing marbles
Drumming on pots
Drumming on buckets

They say,
That the teacher learns more from the students..
Then why don't the students lead the class?

This melody that he's drank
Runs in his veins all day.
And every morning,
A new melody runs.

The melody blinds his eye,
As he enters class
And shall be with him when he leaves,
The day's studies already forgotten.


Memorizing lines,
Inking notebooks,
Drumming on desks
Drumming on desks

The afternoon sun
With dancing sun rays and brightness
Seems inviting and warm
When leaving the class

Running out as soon as the bell rings
Jumping with his friends,
It's a long journey home for him
*And he has a long song for the road.
Abhay Chopra Dec 2014
You want us to be close,
We stand closer.

You intended to fill our hearts,
It's now filled with prayers.

Thoughts so powerful,
We manufacture only the good one.

Our journey is long..
And thus, a beautiful one..

We put in efforts,
We label meaning to life.

What the few understand,
This forthcoming second, leaks with the true essence of Space and Time.

One day, we shall all be divine....

Ripped till our True Self is revealed!

The Creator !
I see her try hard to resist a smile....

I see her smile....

I see her smile....

- Abhay Chopra
Abhay Chopra Dec 2014
Deep within,
lies a green home of depth...

With each step of learning,
I see these stones get wet...

Fully loaded I stand,
Firmly holding my empty gun...

Even if given a choice,
To a beautiful place I shall never run...

Staring long enough,
Blurred regions remain blurred...

Her unsaid words sliced me,
Cut open my unaffected world...

Gazing into the eyes,
Of unbelievable, unattainable beauty...

I gifted myself the prize.
The search for an illusion free cosmic duty...

From where shall we begin,
To where will this journey end,

No one here, can tell you...

What are you to loose,
To experience that 'gain',

You're here, to tell you...

For the keepers of knowledge,
The ones holding the truth...

Believe in guiding by distancing us from them.

We have to travel to the stars.
And then some more.

Till the edge of the universe is met...
Then start knocking on every alien door...

The ones that answer,
need to be ignored.

For God, we know...

He has a reputation to maintain...

Travelling till the edge of the universe won't cut it...
We need to work hard.

For what we expect to gain,
Is already achieved...

The winner is one,
Who'd want none of it at all...

You see, God just wants someone to love him back...

I've travelled the cosmos,
But didn't need to, for understanding this simple fact.

I love you.

And you love me.

Let's just keep it at that.


- Abhay Chopra

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