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12.2k · Aug 2018
Jayantee Khare Aug 2018

hold me not
touch me not
maybe I'm clumsy-clumsy-clumsy!

have headache
want chocolate shake
maybe I'm lazy-lazy-lazy!

feel me not
mind me not
I'm cranky-cranky-cranky!

the mood is swinging
find me clinging
I'm touchy-touchy-touchy!

may be crazy
sometimes hazy
I'm moody-moody-moody!

stay away
go your way
I'm feelo-feelo-feelo!

just be there
patient listener
I'm despo-despo-despo!

here i contradict
have conflict
I'm ******-******-******!

changing hormones
troubling estrogens
tell me not a fatso-fatso-fatso!

maybe I'll be ok again!
maybe you'll love me then!

Maybe few females relate....resonate....rate .....
A big thnx to all readers and those who appreciated, thnx hp, thnx Elliott
8.9k · Jul 2018
The tea of poetry
Jayantee Khare Jul 2018
¿ ¿ ¿
¿ ¿ ¿
¿ ¿ ¿
¿.  ¿  ¿.  ¿
¿  ¿  ¿
a cup of poetic tea
now becomes ready
when emotions simmer
       on a flame dimmer  @
           with subtle swirls       @
            twirls and whirls         @
           added with words         @
          the aroma spreads        @
      strained out the waste  @
the perfect taste
and here it's ready
the poetry ...the tea!
Tried the shape poetry
8.7k · Apr 2019
You're good enough...
Jayantee Khare Apr 2019

your pride tries to optimize
my persona, to suit your needs,
and if it doesn't, you criticize...
Yet, you're good enough...

your prejudice makes you
suspect even my good deeds,
and you demean me for them too....
Yet, you're good enough...

your control freakiness
makes you restrict me
even if i act right...
Yet, you're good enough...

your self centeredness
wants me to fit in the standards,
you define and ever-changing ...
Yet, you're good enough...

the veil of your hatred
doesn't let you see
my love and concern for you...
Yet, you're good enough...

Sometimes people have personality traits, difficult to deal with, but still they are good enough. Better to be grateful for their positive side
Jayantee Khare Jul 2017

The fume

A thick dark fumy cloud
Dormant it lies, but often loud
Precariously overhead, it flowed
The sunshine of the life, it swallowed
It rained, challenged by the mighty peak
In the heart, It pained, to see it weak
The cloud was small but heavy
However dusty and floaty.

The doom and gloom

Embracing in its shadow
In desert, plains and meadow
Eclipsing the days, sunny bright
Dreadful, with the darkening night
With me, always  hanging around
When noticed, nearby it's found
Haunting me with a sadness
Flaunting its darkness
A lot in the cloud explored
Then consciously, It was ignored
But dancing at the back of the mind
Past  hurts and  pains, it  put to rewind

The boom and bloom

And then, letting it flow across, I got immersed,
In fine tiny droplets, the cloud
Now each droplet addressed
Was dried in the shiny sun
All of the cloud, dripped to
Condensed eventually, as
My pains, by that elixir,
Alchemised me
24 carat gold

Our worries and regrets we carry unnecessarily.. so long and heavy
Can be harnessed into insight...
The hindsight
Gives foresight
When you fight them
grow through them
Thnk you Sarita for suggested edits..
Really valuable...
3.5k · Jan 2019
Jayantee Khare Jan 2019

a comfort to offer
an attempt to pamper
a big scoop of ice cream
after a root canal procedure
not  to  subside
or else to hide
the pain but
to  forget it
for awhile
and / or
get the
A shape poetry after a long time
3.3k · Aug 2018
Love you my hater!
Jayantee Khare Aug 2018

dear hater!
do u matter?
of course not!
but thanks a lot
for letting me know that
people have right to reject
i am still not perfect,
and for equipping
my mind with neutrality!
my heart with equanimity!
my soul with magnanimity!
my life with acceptability!
for the black and the white
the wrong and the right
oh i think you matter
love you my hater!
yes you matter!

Sunday musings
3.2k · Aug 2018
poetry the pottery
Jayantee Khare Aug 2018

A fine play
of the
and sift
turns malleable
gathered and made
to spin on a slow wheel
formed with shaping hands
baked at a high temperature
comes out a beautiful craft
and both of 'em are ready
an urn from the pottery
and  the  poetry!!

Another shape poem......trying the analogy between poems and vases
3.0k · Jul 2018
Let me be insignificant.....
Jayantee Khare Jul 2018
neither very social
nor I'm vocal
silent screamer
a lonely dreamer
neither a mood swing
nor in a bing
don't mind
if you don't find
as I'm in my cocoon
may be back soon
but for a while
let me hibernate in my style

not a saint
just complacent
ridicule not, I'm not a clown
on a journey unknown.... my own
deep ponderer
solo wanderer
not a wayward
just traveling inward
judge me not O dear!
for you I'm there
but let me be insignificant
an abstinent.....
Just a phase....To reclude..Is my mood.....
2.9k · Jul 2019
Monsoon sprouts
Jayantee Khare Jul 2019

            The                             arrival            
        of                          monsoon,
sprouting        begins
on parched,
on the

Shape of sprout roughly made
2.7k · Nov 2018
Jayantee Khare Nov 2018

some memories preserved
for special one, some reserved
for long, some freezed
with time, some released
some memories' fragrance
yet infused in the ambience
when they cross the mind
the life gets new vibrance

2.5k · Apr 2018
Like a queen
Jayantee Khare Apr 2018

Each painful moment
is one more gem
being studded in my crown,
And then I straighten it out,
smile and move on
like a queen!!

Not to boast, just a motivational thought i had to come out of office blues...
2.4k · Aug 2018
A trip to dreamland
Jayantee Khare Aug 2018
one night i visited the dreamland
just to assess how many dreams stand
found many floored when explored
few were killed prematured
few flushed in the time's streams
few murdered by other dreams
few elightened ones crushed themselves
few learned ones locked them in shelves
few dated and were reset
future of this sort most of them met
found some lucky ones still dance
in the eyes of new romance
few could turn into reality
few survivor went till eternity!.....
Most of the dreams die....
Come with expiry dates
The date of your first job
The date of marriage
The day when you become parents
Or the day when you've heartbreak...
Sometimes killed by self....

A negative write provoked by one of my close relatives failed marriage...
2.3k · Mar 2018
Jayantee Khare Mar 2018

It is holi
Burn the ego
Let all the things go
With the feelings sweet
Sing  chorus tap our feet
The color  which is fast
Takes a lifetime to last
The color that is true
Red yellow or blue
Color me the way
On this holi day
Happy holi!
Happy holi all
A festival of and to burn the evils
2.2k · May 2018
The reminder
Jayantee Khare May 2018

No cerecloth has pockets
No bag fits in coffin
No grave has cupboards

A thought..We leave empty handed from the world
2.1k · Dec 2018
A cliff
Jayantee Khare Dec 2018
once upon a time
standing high with you
i was taken to a cliff
and was pushed down
by you with the help of your band..
nothing left to hold on
but an extending hand
midway, i could hold
only to get pushed further down...
crushed to pieces when hit the hard ground
found myself alive
destined to survive
slim chances to revive...
the pain spilled
i quilled
and rebuild
myself on the heap of my write...
now i am standing high
safer and better
at my own....
now you are being thrown
hanging at the same cliff
by the same people
who helped you once to push me
should i offer my hand
or quietly bestand
or join the band?
Karma never failth......
2.1k · Jul 2018
The bliss is....
Jayantee Khare Jul 2018

respiting april showers
surprise bunch of flowers
getting a loving forehead kiss
a call from a loved one you miss
the touch of soothing eastern breeze
a warm snuggle when the winters freeze
the aroma of a ginger tea after a drench
clenched hands on a sea facing bench
high school friends get together
healing touch of the mother
and having a friend true
the bliss is being you

A though provoked by ginger tea on a rainy day
2.0k · Dec 2018
The lone traveler
Jayantee Khare Dec 2018

wandering aimless
a traveler lone
roads unknown
on his own
haunting memories broken pieces making
the entourage
the collage
the mirage
the life, an endless ocean of sand
coming across many dunes
all bound to shift, leaving the runes
playing his own tunes
an oasis
far away in the desert
keeps him going at any cost
carrying in the heart
a tender fire
a burning desire
an eye, focused a bit farther
and, yes! a bit higher!

Just like resemblance
Jayantee Khare Jun 2017
My world,
was overcast in
many ways, dark
cloudy gloomy days,
scary moonless starless nights,
The heart was sinking with pain.
One day with lightning it poured as
rain of words themes, i wrote, wrote and wrote, in the  dream space i float, now my grey world is painted with the colorful themes, highlighted with my deepest feelings and in the bright sky the words are dancing with syllables,
The seeds of hope buried in the dark, when watered with the raining words, sprouted. The plant, when nourished by divine grace, fertilised by new ideas and creativity, came out of doom, about to bloom. one day
it will offer the shadow
of solace and the
fruits of love to
1.6k · Sep 2019
the quest
Jayantee Khare Sep 2019
an eternal search
a perpetual urge
a deep inner sigh
subsequent to a "high".

a low-key loner
once flew higher
the flaring fire
of an unfeterred desire.

here i roam
to find my home
a key to sire
peace before the pyre.

an unknown quest 
the soul, yearning to rest
searching for the path best,
life's an endless test!!
मेरी रूह का परिंदा फड़फड़ाये.......
1.6k · Jun 2017
Seperated by moments
Jayantee Khare Jun 2017
Day                         and                      night

Dark                   and                   light

     Sunset          and             twilight
miles apart
each other
1.6k · Jun 2017
Double tick ...10W
Jayantee Khare Jun 2017
No double tick on text, bad connection or bad relation....
1.5k · Jan 2019
Law of har(m)-mon(e)y
Jayantee Khare Jan 2019
Do not compromise your principles for temporary gain,
In any case people are going to lose interest...
Just like that
1.4k · Feb 2019
I scream→icecream
Jayantee Khare Feb 2019
I scream
When broken a dream
In the middle of a darknight
Uncontrollable was the inner fight
Woke up sweating with the heart's race
Walked up to find some solace
What soothed me the best
Made me feel blessed
Put my smile back
Trust this hack
A large scoop
of soft rich
A true story..any moment can be turned into happiness by a large scoop of icecream....
1.4k · Dec 2017
Mind~~worm or spider
Jayantee Khare Dec 2017

Mind can be a Spider ...

Swinging between the things
Spinning a web of threads
Elastic thin intricate
To hunt food for self
Or end up eating itself...

~One can be a think tank
Stuck, but no outcome


Mind can be a Silkworm as well..

Confined in darkness
Spinning a cocoon of fibres
Strong lustrous fine
To be weaved into
Useful valuable fabric...

~One can be a writer
weaving words twined with thoughts
into beautiful write

Just a thought to ponder upon....
1.4k · Jul 2017
Presence vs absence
Jayantee Khare Jul 2017
makes me

The sense of
your presence
The sense of
your absence
Your negligible presence makes me miss you when you are absent.
Your significant absence makes me missing you  more when you are present..
1.4k · Mar 2019
Only when you're lonely
Jayantee Khare Mar 2019

lonely when you're with none
lonelier when with wrong one
and the loneliest when not
understood by the people your own..

Just a thought...
1.4k · Jun 2018
Jayantee Khare Jun 2018
the moon is lonely in the starry night
the sun is lonely amongst the cloud
the teardrop is lonely in the waves of sea
the heart is lonely in the countless crowd
the union is lonely while met so many
in the caravan too the loneliness found
wrote many pages yet lonely is one word
lonely is the matter, the night, things around
For Kim johanna Baker... translated my last poem
1.3k · Jun 2017
Goodbye...good buy
Jayantee Khare Jun 2017
Proving daily that ending with "goodbye" was really good buy...
1.3k · Sep 2017
Jayantee Khare Sep 2017
The toughest battle

Just a fiction
1.3k · Sep 2017
Jayantee Khare Sep 2017
Come with me to my nowhereland
Get to know me at this stand

I visit this place quite often
It is solitary, dark and silent

Sitting hours leaving everything
Feel nothing and be nothing

Here i meet my truer self
Sit here blank, lost in myself

Don't tell me to comeback just yet
Don't ever try to bring me back

You will get to know me better
Or maybe we will lost together

Why i am here? you'll understand
Come with me to my nowhereland
Understand people in there dark
Away from the world
In soliude...
Just be nothing ..
1.3k · Jul 2017
Jayantee Khare Jul 2017
Question:- What hurt you the most?
Answer:-** My own thoughts.
1.2k · Feb 2019
It goes on...
Jayantee Khare Feb 2019

In the life,
the karmic plans we unfold
uncover the stories untold
lead the path of life imposed
Also in the process of unfolding,
uncovering and
our thoughts, words and actions
pen new stories.....
shaped into our destiny...
turned into the karmic plans for next births..
and this goes on...

Just an insight
1.2k · Aug 2017
It stays....
Jayantee Khare Aug 2017
go away,
how they part?
It stays,
Always part with people with happy note,
For you never know it may be last meeting....
1.1k · Oct 2017
Jayantee Khare Oct 2017
.....................A silent scar
................................A mirage afar
.........................................A shooting star
.................................A mission
......................A delusion
........A confusion
Jayantee Khare Oct 2017
"Akelaapan" v/s"Aikaant" - from the Holy Gita :-

Here goes a humble translation......

Loneliness v/s Solitude

●"अकेलापन'"इस संसार में सबसे बड़ी सज़ा है.!
                 और "'एकांत"
   इस संसार में सबसे बड़ा वरदान.!!

Loneliness is the biggest punishment in this world!
Solitude is the biggest gift/blessing!!

      ● ये दो समानार्थी दिखने वाले
               शब्दों के अर्थ में
    आकाश पाताल का अंतर है।

These two words appear so similar, yet cannot be more apart, like heaven and hell !

      ● "अकेलेपन"में छटपटाहट है
         तो "एकांत"में आराम है।

Loneliness is suffering, and Solitude is relaxing!

        ● "अकेलेपन" में घबराहट है
             तो "एकांत" में शांति।

Loneliness is fear and solitude is Shanti/peace!

         ●  जब तक हमारी नज़र
     बाहरकी ओर है तब तक हम.
    "अकेलापन" महसूस करते हैं

Till we look for solace in the outer world we will experience Loneliness!

  ● जैसे ही नज़र भीतर की ओर मुड़ी
   तो "एकांत"अनुभव होने लगता है।

But when you look for it within you, you start experiencing solitude!

        ●  ये जीवन और कुछ नहीं
      "अकेलेपन" से "एकांत" की ओर
              एक यात्रा ही है.!!

This life is nothing but a journey from loneliness to solitude!

           ●   ऐसी "यात्रा" जिसमें
    रास्ता भी हम हैं, "राही" भी हम हैं
    और "मंज़िल"भी हम ही हैं.!!

**A journey, in which the path is us, the traveller is also us and so is the destination!
It's adopted from Holy Bhagwat Geeta...
Liked it hence sharing here!
1.1k · Jan 2018
Two poetesses met
Jayantee Khare Jan 2018
Lost in the city
United by poetry

Online friends
Things which trends

Few find their soulmate
Others find a friend great

Here found one with like mind
Maybe past lives were entwined

Great to have a tea with her
Heartfelt talks heartful together

A grand date with a poetic soul
Who is assigned the divine role

We will catch up again surely
Another meet to be planned shortly!
Met Sarita Aditya Verma today....thnx hp for letting us find each other......
1.0k · Jun 2017
Good read
Jayantee Khare Jun 2017
Happiness is the seed
left dormant
within the darkness
let it germinate...
Disappointment is the ****
which torments
with sadness
let it terminate.....

the good thoughts
good reads...
the negative thoughts
bad deeds....

Let the positivity
Let's heal
the anguish...

Let's love
the broken
give them light...
Let's help
the fallen
help in their fight...
Inspired by Sarita Aditya Verma's recent poem
1.0k · Sep 2018
An event
Jayantee Khare Sep 2018
an untoward event
born a thought dominant
caused the feelings consequent
provoked the emotions remnant
unexpressed, set in a trench dormant
wrapped in the dark, was the content
drenched with the tears vehement
with passing time it got ferment
spread an unwanted scent
toxify the environment
an untoward event
An event may transform a person....
967 · Sep 2017
Word looping
Jayantee Khare Sep 2017
Moment turned into hours
Hours turned into days
Days turned into years
Years turned into life
The life is the poetry
The poetry is the life
Life is in moments
(Repeat the loop)
Just an attempt of wordlooping..

Life moves
In the loops
Rewards n dupes
Frees and hoops
Jayantee Khare Dec 2017
On 2nd Dec 1984
World’s worst industrial disaster,
“The Bhopal gas tragedy”
Leaving thousands dead,
Children orphaned and many people with disabilities for life.

Following day,
Cries of help were heard
Amongst the dead,
Lay few children alive
Shone bright, a ray of hope,
Miraculously the deadly effects
Of the gas they could cope.

Taken under the caring wings of an NGO,
With Medical aid administered
And the vital  support to grow.

Amongst the children
There was a girl named Ganga
And a boy named Ravi,
together with other such children,
they grew up,
Finding solace in each other’s

When reached teenage,
the girls had to be moved in a women’s hostel.
Distanced made them closer to each other,
And, the love grew stronger.

Ganga always dreamt of riding pillion on a bike with Ravi .
Ravi, the crazy boy,
sold his house (compensation by govt.)
And fulfilled her desire,
Often they went for long rides.

In the following years,
The love bloomed,
With blessings and love,
their marriage was solemnised
By the NGO.

All the women from the hostel
Joined the wedding ceremony,
Bollywood songs were played loudly,
The Haldi, Sangeet and Mehendi
ceremony made it more lively

On the wedding day,
Ganga attired in traditional weaves
And bridal make up,
A beautiful bride she looked
The hostel warden and her spouse
did her “Kanyadan”.

Fortunate was I to bear
the testimony of the union,
As I stayed in the working women’s hostel then.
Ganga moved in to her house
with Ravi to welcome a life anew.
When i stayed in a working women's hostel, i witnessed this marriage. It's a true story. 2 nd dec it completed 33 yrs to the tragedy. I recollected Ganga and wrote this.
(Sangeet: a dance party,
Mehendi: application ceremony of henna on the palms of bride,
Haldi: a body scrub containing turmeric, applied to bride as ceremony.
Kanyadaan: a ceremony of handing over daughter to the groom)
Thnx Sarita for helping in edits...
935 · Mar 2018
The taste of betrayal
Jayantee Khare Mar 2018
Tasted the betrayal once by chance
The blistered memories still haunt,
But managed to change the way
Now no pain flows through spillway...

Do revisit but for a while,
Recall the good time, smile...
Come back with the lesson right,
Review...revise...and...just write!

Betrayal is hard to forget
But learning the lesson is just apt,
Some cracks beyond repair, it's true
But the light passes through!

Last 4 lines, initially Foote note, included as suggested by pradeep..thnk u so much Pradeep. .
931 · Dec 2018
One sleepless night...
Jayantee Khare Dec 2018
On one sleepless night,
I realised that
The anger
and the hunger
don't get along well,
Got up had some cookies,
killed them both and slept well.....!!
Apt solution.....
925 · Nov 2017
#7 reminder
Jayantee Khare Nov 2017
Use your heart less,
But don't be heartless!

Use your mind more,
But don't mind more!
912 · Oct 2018
Late-night poetry
Jayantee Khare Oct 2018

a midnight,
dark and dreary...

the soul,
weak and weary...

the eyes,
tired and teary...

the heartbroken,
pens the poetry......

A wordplay
903 · Sep 2018
Good listener
Jayantee Khare Sep 2018

sometimes a lot is to share
but actually no one is there

just for namesake, you have people
but get no support emotional

some issues can't be resolved
some problems can't be solved

but the words of comfort
doesn't really need any effort

and maybe saying "I'm there"
is enough to show one's care

in the difficult moments who lends an ear
blessed ones have a good listener....

Thnks to the listeners!!
849 · Jul 2017
Namaste Didi
Jayantee Khare Jul 2017
A fruit and vegetable vendor,
simple and humble,
Always seen with his handcart,
alongside the road, which was parked.
On my way back
from the gym,
Bought the fruits and vegetables
daily from him.

Neither the quality!
Nor the variety!!

But his  greetings "Namaste Didi" with that innocent smile,
caught my attention for a while.
That friendly gesture
made me feel familiar.

Balming the lonely and tired soul,
in the foreign soil,
in this city of strangers,
accommodating many dwellers.

While lost in own thoughts,
or busy in the cell-phone chats.
But this simple guy never failed,
seeing me come, he sweetly hailed.
"Namaste Didi"

Once, when I resumed
after a vacation,
Found dozers, excavators
busy in construction.
An all new road, footpath
for beautification,
It's the "smart city" project's
much awaited implementation.

I realized, that something was amiss!
"Namaste Didi", welcoming, friendly voice!

I looked for him all around,
Standing near a pole, he was found.
Neither cheerful, nor fruit or vegetable?
Uttered him, now the business not feasible.
Not allowed to park his cart anywhere,
As "The Smart City Mission" started here.

Go to the big stores now,
for the daily needs,
Roadside vendors
pulled out like weeds.

Neither friendly smile, nor simplicity!
"Namaste Didi" swallowed by "the smart city"!!

Do we really need a "smart city",
or simply a city?
addressing the needs of all,
retaining its simplicity.
The social warmth
and existing friendliness,
Accommodating all
with self sustenance.

**Isn't socialism, just a myth!
No offence, this way I think!!
Didi means sister in hindi....people address didi to the ladies showning respect and warmth....
Some people are so simple and humble that you can't ignore them..
Since i am advocating simplicity in this,
I have written this poetry with the use of simple words...
It's a true incidence happened nearby..which made me think like this.
In india smart city mission is in progress...
Jayantee Khare Mar 2018
फागुन में उड़े रे गुलाल
होली खेले नन्दलाल
जोगी रा सारा रर!

होली रे होली
ग्वालों की टोली
गोपियन संग खेलें
चल हमजोली

फागुन में उड़े रे गुलाल
होली खेले नन्दलाल
जोगी रा सारा रर!

रंग दे हर रंग में
अपने संग में
बहक न जाएँ
हमतुम भंग में

फागुन में उड़े रे गुलाल
होली खेले नन्दलाल
जोगी रा सारा रर!

होली हो जमके
मारो ठुमके
मिटा दो शिकवे
अपने मन के

फागुन में उड़े रे गुलाल
होली खेले नन्दलाल
जोगी रा सारा रर!
Happy holi....inspired by amit narayan satpathy's poem on holi
831 · Oct 2017
Jayantee Khare Oct 2017
ख्वाहिशें** मचलना सिखाती है।
हकीकतें लगाम देना सिखाती है।
Desires teach how to be crazy!
Realities teach how to control!
824 · Feb 2018
Validation...10 words
Jayantee Khare Feb 2018
Seeking validation from others?
Sad anytime...
Be self content, confident!
The thought provoked by the death of a celebrity........ followed by a discussion with friends on the dark life behind glittery n glamorous world...where life revolves around beauty and age defying....
813 · Apr 2017
Jayantee Khare Apr 2017
Not interested in pretty hearts,
Happy people, shining stars...

Give me the broken to repair
Will heal the one in despair

Battle wounded splintered heart
Blistered souls tearing apart

Loving them with all my heart
Brighten their life, light their dark

These are the people kept on going
Had their fights but not showing

I Love the shades of melancholy
Call me weird, a phenomenal anomaly.....
I relate with such ppl...happy ones can be happy without me but such people need me
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