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Dharmendra Yadav Jun 2020
Being in toilet I rove throughout the Earth,
Paris, Chicago, sometimes in the Perth.
Have morsel of macarons and Formento's chocolate,
Then I Enjoy the stadium crowd of the Cricket.
Oh Then gaily o gaily I glide in Glendale
Fussed to look the things sparkled like a jewel in the sun,
Maunder throughout the park having candle,
Staying there for a while sitting on the bench with bun.
Gradually I fall as a breaking petals in the Scotland
And I shoot the telephotos of the nature,
I look a open vast area from the Highland,
Thrilled to pore over the land and the creatures.
Oh abruptly all come down,
Because of my mom's sound.
Dharmendra Yadav Jun 2020
When I looked at her for the first time.
I lost in deep and deep thought
Oh then hypothetical stories I made in mind.
That went whole pale night in sought.

Oh god I pray thee,
Once you pass her in my lane to see.

Oh the prayer was accepted, she appears.
Bewildering I hopped like a kangaroo in rear.

I gladly glanced in the galaxy of glee.
Her adorably grin then made me free.

Then we flew high in the air like a cloud.
Relishing the test of togetherness with proud.

I used to make her laugh everyday,
But alas she abruptly Relinquished me one day.

From then days and nights became motionless,
Seas, oceans, rivers, streams, brook mountain seemed faded,
Sky,  Stars, sun, moon, all heavenly bodies appeared emotionless.
But oh all the impalpable gripe that was I laded.

From dusk to dawn I used to trace her everywhere,
Not her a single Notch i could find anywhere.

Hurrah! Haphazardly I met her after half a decade,
She eloquently explained me the seclusion she made.

Now When I looked at her for the last time,
I lost in deep and deep decision,
For the seclusion there was a reason.

                           ~~~Dharmendra Yadav
Dharmendra Yadav Jun 2020
Life is nothing
But just a game,
Who play the best
Wins the name.
Not all succeed
But all should try,
If don't succeed
Just smile, don't cry.
Dharmendra Yadav Jun 2020
Sometimes I look for knife
Just to cut off my wrist,
Ruin this all before midlife,
Coz for me life is mist.

Sometimes I think about my upcoming fascinating days,
That changes my mind,
And forget to suicide and all the gloomy days
And run the life I signed.

Oh sorry I can't bear the scansorial pain.
All my attempt in escaping the life in vain,
Sorry I quit coz of this discomposing life,
Eventually I hang to end up all this strife.
This poem is written in very short time after hearing the news about attempting suicide of Bollywood Hero Sushant Singh Rajput.
Dharmendra Yadav Jun 2020
Where've ye gone?
I hunt up thee through all over
Each mansions, resorts, and doors,
Garth, gully, groove, and dover,
When not received your footprint I roars.

Again I wake up and willingly I see
To the hills, valleys, and plains,
River bank, brooks, and beside seas,
When not received your footprint I blame.
After all I descry in the dream life,
Then I make it adorably rife.

I be all eye at you in the faded dream, and imagination,
To see ****** of thine anklets,Thy pale pink gown show recognition.
Thrilled to see thy smile, thy ocean eyes and innocent face,
Why'd thou get vanished when I palpate in each case.

Then I realize it's all vain to trace thee all over the earth,
You are just rightly and completely in my heart.

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