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2.4k · Jun 2017
I WILL RISE AGAIN
Apoorva Jun 2017
I will rise again
Though I'm buried
In the the depths of hell
Alone and rejected
Lonley and isolated
My heart is broken
And mind is heavy
I may have lost
Buy I'm not yet defeated
.
But I will rise again
I'm wandering these streets
Keeping my head down
My cerise eyes can't stare
And I want to run
Far away from here
To live a soulful life
.
I will rise again
Like I always do
There's a fire in my heart
That won't burn out
My storm is still wild
No one can calm it down
I will fail again
And I will rise again
I will rise again
2.0k · May 2017
The night gets darker
Apoorva May 2017
The night gets darker
But not darker than my thoughts
My spirit is breaking
And it wants to escape my soul
I can't fight any longer
This battle that I always loose
.
Past is my enemy
It wants to burn my home
Future's bleak
I'm seeking an easy cure
I can't find you anymore
I wish you were here before
.
There's no escape
From this treacherous path
Which leads nowhere
There must be hope
For fools like me
But i can no longer see
.
My heart aches  your presence
I need a saviour
To save me from myself
To confine my fears
But I can't find you anymore
I wish you were here before
.
But I was there for you
When your weepy eyes
Strayed for my shadow
I held your hand through
Those lonesome nights
Waiting for a flickering light
.
Now that you're gone
Memories burn my soul
I look for your presence
In strangers eyes
But I can't find you anymore
I wish you were here before
.
We'll meet again
We'll meet again
In cold November rain
In cold November rain
You'll ease the pain
You'll ease the pain
We'll meet again
We'll meet again
1.2k · Dec 2017
So you can love me again.
Apoorva Dec 2017
Like a shadow on the ground
I chased and followed you
Till the end
I was so close
So oblivious
Blinded by love
I couldn't see
What you did to me
With your sweet smile
And truthful lies
.
You took away my pain
And reminded me
Of all the things
I could never be
All the things
I can never have
And so,
I cherished each moment
Every kiss and each goodbye
.
And now
That you have found
Another sunshine
I wonder how long
It will take
Till the darkness arrives again
So you can love me again
And tell me another lie
To Fool me again.
799 · May 2017
I met a man last night
Apoorva May 2017
You know my friend
I met a man last night
He was alone like me
Had the same cerise eyes
With a shallow heart he smiled
I asked, how you doing man?
Have you found a way yet?
To which he obliged
'No, man but have you?'
.
He was like my shadow
I despised him profoundly
I couldn't look him in the eye
He too sold his soul long ago
And traded his ideals to fit in
It was scary, my friend
Just his presence there
Chilled me to the bones
And i wanted to run away
.
'Are you okay?' he asked
With a haunting smile
I didn't know the answer
So again I lied to him
'Yes I'm fine and happy'
To which he looked surprised
And then disappeared in a mist
And I never saw him again
I wonder who was he, you know
Guess who was that man.
778 · Jan 2018
Maybe there's no one for me
Apoorva Jan 2018
There's a fire in my heart,
that keeps me sane.
It saves me from my demons
When they come to haunt me
And I need a savior
To take away the pain.
.
And I fear the moonlight
It reminds me of her smile
So, I hide behind the curtains
Staring at empty walls
As I try to forget her eyes
And the way she lied.
.
My glass remains empty
I need another bottle of wine
The smoke from my cigarette
Never goes out of my sight
People call me crazy now
For loving her madly.
.
But all my love is gone now
There's nothing beneath this skin
And I'm paying for my sins
Cause I gave her all I had
But she threw it all away
Like I was some ugly flower
In her garden, full of roses
.
Maybe there's no one for me
Maybe I'm too crazy
Maybe I'm too good
Maybe I'm too honest
Maybe I'm too insecure
Or just maybe I'm doomed.
Apoorva Sep 2017
We are here, you and I
This wicked phase of life
You are long gone
But I'm still stuck in that time
That we had together
Where you were my savior
And I was your sanity
.
But now  
Things are different
Things are uncertain
Those promises we made
Were always meant to be broken
Your smile still haunts
Your voice still echoes through
But there's no one to listen now
.
I am not that crazy ****** anymore
I am supposed to be only happy
So, I don't feel anymore
Got a big job and a beautiful wife
Who only knows my name
But she doesn't know who I am
So I hope you remember
My broken smile
My broken heart
651 · May 2017
The children are INSANE
Apoorva May 2017
I don't fear death
But I fear life
And the agony that follow
Like an amorphous shadow
There's no escape from this hell,my friend
Unheeded we all die alone
With a crooked smile on the lips
Beneath this summer moon
The soft gentle wind croon
Broken promises of see you soon
.
We fear and hate the happy ones
Bliss is a forgotten friend
And we lie and lie and lie
Till it resembles to the truth
Experience comes at a price
Which is so godmann high
We trade our innocence
And sell our souls to survive
Surrendering to the fears we thrive
And those fragile feelings we hive
.
And the children are insane
For they dance naked in the rain
Being blind to their personal gain
They don't feel fear nor the pain
And the children are insane
618 · Jun 2017
Men and Women
Apoorva Jun 2017
Big shadow looming
Over the head
Mean women waiting
And wanting the gold
Drunk men looking
For love and hate
In strangers eyes
And the children are insane
Throwing stones at peddlers
.
Encapsulated by her greed
She waits for her man
And The precious gifts
That she loves
Diamond and gold
And the beautiful dress
Her man is a fool
Cause he adores her
.
She flaunts her beautiful face
And hides her ugly heart
Walking down the street
She gives those clues
To desperate and lonely men
Her haunting smile still
Captures every broken heart
In a sweet surrender of will
She let go of her shame
.
Her man loves her though
And he has no clue
Works hard and wise
For every penny that she wastes
He lives alone far away
From her fake love, so
He feels nothing at times
Bliss is a forgotten friend
He's waiting for the end
.
In the end justice will be done
Just before the morning sun
She can run and she can hide
And throw away all her pride
She will pay for her sin
Just like they always have been
601 · Mar 2018
Songs of the dead.
Apoorva Mar 2018
Awake.
First thing you see.
A vast radiant moon,
Staring at you since eternity.
Smile and feel the shallowness
Of the dark beautiful night.
Feel the wind in your hairs
Whispering the songs of the dead.
And wait,
Your time will come
Just before the morning sun.
So, you better run and run
Your time will come..
588 · Apr 2018
And I'm getting high
Apoorva Apr 2018
Does it really matter, if
You remember my sweet innocence..
When I'm getting high
And the sky is falling
And I'm searching for your
Elegance..
.
I feel like I've been living in a shell..
Where nothing really matters much..
But I'm getting high..
And I'm getting low..
Everyday..
With someone new..
Still wondering..
And escaping through..
These broken paths..
And those broken homes..
.
So, if you're getting lost..
And feel like shifting through..
This mysterious life...
That we're cursed to follow..
We can be getting high..
Under the moon..
In the hallways of an old school..
Don't be afraid..
I'm here for good..
572 · Oct 2017
A meaningless poem
Apoorva Oct 2017
We are gathered here in this sacred theatre to share our lust of life and poetry.. Here you can be anyone
A poet, A misfit, A lonesome warrior..
When I was young I was told.
Take your meal stupid child..
Don't you wanna grow up??
Don't you want to be big and powerful..
.
.
As a child we were told how beautiful and lovely this world is..
And you can be anything..
Through the depths of innocence
And our fragile eyes, we saw this world as a radiant, beautiful place..
And there were signs of total chaos that we choose to ignore
And buried our feelings like it didn't matter..
.
.
.
Don't grow up.. Don't ever grow up..
Be a child .. Fillied with hope ..be persistent..Wear a majestic smile that can ease pain in strangers eyes..
Be fearless ..
Just don't grow up, you know
It's the end my friend
Be a child forever..
Because the children are insane
No pride, no respect, no false promises...
Don't trade your vales to fit in..
Be crazy man..
Be unique
.
.Of all the things that you can be
Just don't ever be lonely..
We live and we die
And sometimes death not ends it..
I have seen the dead walking
Trapped in a clueless maze
No idea where to go
Or where they came from
.
..
Did you know freedom is a lie?
Are you free?
Are you free of your insecurities
Free form your responsibilities
Are you a slave of money ?
Can you live without your presious degree?
Do you really love you job?
Are you free from your own depressing thoughts???
So freedom is a lie..
And it only comes at a price..
.
.
We all wandering in this wilderness that we call life..
No matter how hard we try
We can't make evil into good
We can't turn the metal into gold
If we seek the absolute truth
Yess life can be so much painful
Like a rotting piece of fruit which can't be saved
But in the mist of hunger, violence and betrayal
.
.
There are moments, you know
Those small magical moments..
Which can revive the deceased
In those moments the flower of our happiness blooms till eternity
And those moments are worth the wait
In those tiny moments
Everything comes to life
Everything shines bright
Everything makes sense for a while
So live for those moments
And shine like a star my friend
Shine like a star.
556 · Oct 2017
"As long as you can be"
Apoorva Oct 2017
When sun sets down
And the darkness of night
Swallows the earth
We do the same thing
Again and again
Totally unaware, unhinged
Resting and pretending.
We dance to the beats
Without  music and words
In a steady pattern
Nothing to fear?
Lost in Paradise
But not aware of it.
.
So,
Choose the day
And then choose your way
Don't be shy or pretentious
One day, you shall be glorious
If you choose to fight
Then do it every night
And remember, life is pain
So, don't let it go in vain
Be free
Be free
"As long as you can be"
487 · Mar 2018
Death is a friend.
Apoorva Mar 2018
Wow.
I'm so sick of doubt
The miserable life
That we all lead
And the lies
That we feed
Our children with
.
Same old story
Everyday and every night
Chained to our jobs
We are not free
From our own thoughts
Which leads nowhere
.
But Wow.
I'm so happy
Cause I know the truth
And the wise words
Of prophets and saints
That someday
This will end
.
In my grave
I'll be at peace
And only then
I will be free
And I will forever be
In your memory
In your memory.
404 · Mar 2020
Angels of the night
Apoorva Mar 2020
She looks down the street
Desperate for another shot at the night
She likes the danger
And brings home every stranger
Not for the thrill
Not always at their will
But what else can she do
Her heart still has no clue
374 · Mar 2020
Long live the revolution
Apoorva Mar 2020
Long live the revolution
said a rebel once
Agitate against
Fight for the right
Fight for the oppressed
But ****..
We are *******
On every outcast who stood
And stared back at 'god'
.
**** GOD
.
We outrage
More than ever
Fight with fingers
To start a revolution
From the bed
Hatred is easy
It sells fast
Actually we're lazy
So, it'll forever last
.
The need to be right
Is no longer true
Only thing you need
Is a lie
A ******* lie
To confuse the believers
Flip the rage in a cage
How can
The revolution live long
When the revolution
Is nothing but evolution
To a false solution
Without conclusion.
345 · Mar 2020
Don't love me
Apoorva Mar 2020
And when I say,
Don't love me.
I want you to know..
That it'll will hurt
You and I
And I don't want
You to feel it.
What it's like to
Have everything and
Nothing.
I may survive,
Cause I always have.
But you may drown
And never reach shore.
And I don't want
For another soul
To just lay to waste
Decaying in the sorrows
Of someone else's
Tragedy
Apoorva Mar 2020
The idea of people is an insult on human condition.
There's nothing left in my heart than shear disillusion for those who say I'm your friend.
What does a friend means anyway?
Just an equally dissatisfied consumer of society?
I don't know sometimes.
I just wish we could erase memories like we erase our names from chalkboards.
Easy, Swift and effective.
.
Then again what to do with this beautiful life that is nothing but a bad waste of time.
I wish we could commit suicides while existing, because it's too much for us to take pity of others and their sympathy.
Opinions and questions which are as useless as sweaters in Summers.
.
It never goes away, it always haunts behind the curtains. Always ready to embrace me when I'm even a bit satisfied with myself.
What is this?
Who is it?
I don't know, and I don't even wish to know.
I'm better at being worse, there's this strange comfort in knowing that you can't be anymore disappointed and dissatisfied than you already are.
Existence is for sissies who sleep in their bedrooms till they're 80.
I'd rather just disappear and refuse to be anything else than what I already am.
Not a poem, but poetry.

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