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 Mar 2018 sarthak vadalkar
Meera
An angel of light
With dark wings
Wanderings in catacombs
Flying through springs
Tied to hell
With golden strings
A siren she is
Her beauty stings
Luring emperors
Temptings kings
Like a triumphant song
The Satan sings
Her lyrics echo
Her music rings
 Mar 2018 sarthak vadalkar
Meera
I don't have the strength of durga
Neither I have the wealth of lakshmi
Nor the purity of parvati
I ain't selfless like sita
I don't have the heart to love like radha
Don't expect me to be a saviour like savitri
Cause am weak
I am poor
I am impure
I have scars
I am flawed
I am selfish
I am imperfect
I am just an ordinary woman
Don't worship me
Just let me be
Durga, lakhshmi, parvati, sita, radha and savitri are the characters of hindu mythology known for their strength, wealth, wisdom, loyalty, love, selflessness, loyalty and purity. Women in India are often considered as the incarnations of these characters.
 Mar 2018 sarthak vadalkar
Meera
The affection that you showed
Was a bait to trap me
Behind your angelic face
Were fangs I couldn’t see
You broke my heart ant ripped my soul
Until there was nothing left in me
******* in bondages
I tried but couldn’t flee
The temptation to be loved made me fall for a devil
The devil that were you
And by the time I emerged from your hell
I was all black and blue
You stood there smiling
Watching me while I bled
Now I’ll make you pay
For every single tear I shed
Go run away from me
But I gonna chase you down
You’ll lie there repenting for your sins
While I’ll straighten my crown
 Mar 2018 sarthak vadalkar
Shrey
We go to sleep
Wishing people sweet dream
From out there on the border
We don't hear your scream

We live near loved ones
But we do not really see
The sacrifices you make
To keep us all free

We never really cherish
The reason we can freely roam
Is because of never ending wait
Of your family to see you home

You don't take leave
Be it winter, spring or fall
In the shivering cold nights
You stand strong and tall.

While we enjoy the evening
Riding city on the bike
For nation, you play
The real life counter strike

You are the real superman
Even though you have son and bride
Fighting for the nation,
You die with pride.

For what you have done
Along with your crew
The nation shall never forget
We all salute you!
If i am sitting in my room writing poems in peace and if you sleep at night without worrying about tomorrow, it's cause of hundreds of thousands of true heroes, that spend days and nights to ensure we can.
 Mar 2018 sarthak vadalkar
Iska
We are all so clever,
With our posts and our lies,
And honest comments deleted
To wither and die.
Filters for beauty free of flaws
So we may withstand societies claws.
So we upload
pictures, stories and posts.
I wounder what is it
we long for the most?
To be accepted?
To be seen?
To cause envy?
Or Jealousy?
What is the point?
The whole worlds plugged in,
And we all have hundreds of thousands of “friends”.
yet who is it that
truly cares for us in the end?
Face to face?
What a disgrace!
Letters to send?
This must come to an end!
Written word?
Thats simply absurd!
Memories made?
They still do that these days?!
Now this is a crazy idea..
Just a thought..
But,
What if we all....
Just unplugged?
Not once or twice
And call it a night,
But more like a day?
To spend as you may?
To feel the sun?
To laugh with friends?
And make beautiful memories
to carry with you til the end?
Enjoy the moment of pure bliss,
Without
filters, comments or harsh judgements.
To be yourself
and embrace your life,
Then when your done
You can replug.
And check on all your comments and likes.
And see which was the thing you remember at night.
I get it.
I do it too
But sometimes you need to stop
And just be you.
 Mar 2018 sarthak vadalkar
Meet
Back when dead men used to breathe
& world wasn't driven the edge of a knife
With a wink & a big laugh on their face
Some kids were born to live **** life

As we grew up a little
We grew up little shy
Little lazy, little crazy
Wondered looking at sky

From the first time we cried
To the last time we laughed
From wet smell of clay
To sand castles at bay
From playing in mud
To get beaten from parents
But as we were the studs
That madness was permanent

Those little drops in slow pace
When sky poured rain on our face
With a big smile, looking up high at clouds
That li'l kid spreaded it's arms to embrace

To the *** in dreamsight
To the thirst at midnight
To those small small things
for which we siblings used to fight
To those school fights we fought
To the mind full of thoughts
We used to find happiness
In whatever we got

All these moments that we cherish
has become memories lightly perished
Our childhood has become a lie
In the era of suits & tie
The signals have crossed our mind in the world of technology & science
And we have forgotten the vibes of back when we used to be alive
You wake up at midnight, Sit still, not having a peace of mind
You search around for love in the brightness of deamlight
You smile at your old pictures & wonder
How you used to live whole, remember?
A little step into the world of poetry. Please add your response to it if you like it. It would be highly appreciated.
 Mar 2018 sarthak vadalkar
Shrey
Its been quite long
Since last i wrote
My passion's dying
And it hurts my throat!

"Time never stops"
I hate this this fact
It feels like, with struggle
I signed a pact!

Life has circled around
The assignments and class
When i look into mirror
I feel like a shattered glass.

I get defeated
I get down on my thighs
But no matter how hard it gets
Long will i rise!

I am working to be remembered
In history i want my name
Want kids to read the chapter
Of my journey to my fame!

Its not easy,
I never expected it either.
I can be a winner or a loser,
But i can't be neither

To decide to be a winner,
Is what must be done first.
Be determined enough to not quit
Even if it gets worst.

Every time i fail,
A part of me dies.
But with my determination
Long will i rise.
Don't watch the clock. Do what it does. Keep going. :)
Here comes the day
With coloured hands and faces
To the music we sway

Touch not with intentions perverse
Its Holy
The festival of colours

Children
Gear up with your water guns and sprinklers
Filled with organic colours
No chemicals please
Look for revellers dressed in all white
Drench them all in the hues of the rainbow bright

Munch on the Gujia, a sweet treat
Time for a rain dance to the desi beats

It's time to cheer
Spring is right here

Happy Holi

Silence ~ Words

Silence is cryptic
Words can be eclectic

Silence is zen
Words can make one steer clear of , run  

Silence is wisdom
Words can bring disdain

Silence is freedom
Words can be golden

Silence ~ Words

And Vice Versa



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