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Sri Shruthi Mar 2016
Although I have no glass stilettoes
Have the height to reach with my toes.
Despite, I never did chores,
I am the lion, that roar at fears.

Although I wasn't cursed to sleep years
To have a king to kiss my curses away,
I want to be a rat at least,
Just like in the tales.

Although I don't have the beautiful body,
I want just one and nobody else
like I appear to be those elves
None can see, yet can feel.
Sri Shruthi Nov 2015
Trying to be independent
when hated being dependent
I told myself try to be unique
but it ended in tragic

thinking, I will recover
I found my coward
Irritated, a voice came by
saying never say goodbye

Twinkling, I wanted to be
thinking what I have been
I don't know what happened to me
I thought I was trying to be me

Telling myself, asking me,
who I am? What i am made for?
have I come already this much far
caring about nothing,  I dint see me.

Rewinding, it doesn't mean to the 'I'.
who I am? what do 'I' mean?
I shall do nothing but thank you
for trying to tell me that I am mean.
Sri Shruthi Dec 2015
Stella,the car,waited hours and hours to be towed,
as it drowned in water , for the god watered the city,
like the overflown affection is endangered,
water flowed everywhere, but nothing can be drunk.

Bella, the mobile phone, waited days to be charged,
as it died in water, for the god watered the city,
like the overflown electricity is dangerous,
electronics had their places everywhere, but nothing can be used.

Chola,the apartment, waited weeks to be cleaned,
as it had been dipped in water, for the god watered the city,
like the overflown population is dangerous,
Flats and complexes built everywhere, but nowhere happy people lived.

Chella, the girl, waited years to play in rain,
as she have seen no cry of cloud but dry mud,
like the overflown scarcity is dangerous,
water flows everywhere,but nowhere she can play.
Sri Shruthi Feb 2016
Blank, I saw you
Broke, now I am
Unknown, the reason for me
Wanted, you are to me

Blanket, I am under
Tears fill, fall unnoticed
Tears open up into a blunder
Here I am trying to be noticed.
Sri Shruthi Nov 2015
Seconds of paint to the built
man, that spoils the blue
drums covered with tips,
that high, drags up our heads.

Minutes to wash our hands,
bringing silver all over
in joy, tearing the covers
apart, the cover of ours open.

Hours of sleep,
as the holiday extends,
laziness infused into,
days goes on too.

Days of sorrow upon a choice
but,joyful curves coming
for cracking,beautiful,elegant,
colorful garment
#DIWALI #Indian #Love
Sri Shruthi Nov 2015
evolution of music
that lives and grows inside me
generation that takes up after me
no word for music, to make this rhythmic

that beat flows into my vein
like a bulb flashes with unstable current
the smile sprinkles in, with no vain,
as if i am eating a blackcurrant

I stand there, just to watch it bloom,
into me, like the music flows
that flower to show me its true fume,
hands in blush, eyes in rush as it glows.

I sit,think,walk,see
never stops the blue magic
such a clown of sea
as all fly like it does in pelagic.
Sri Shruthi Dec 2015
The wheels started rolling on and on,
as i move forward on and on,
sitting in front to see the show on,
for i enter the street to see no light on.


With coordination, moves my leg,
to my expectation, the show was different,
like a dream house, i entered with coordination of legs
giving me a beautiful garden in one print.


Turning left and right and left,
i find myself in my antique dream,
i played around, so smooth like cream,
thanking god for this pretty gift.


As I enter, found a beautiful garden
that seemed dangerous in dawn,
turned the key to the heaven, leaving behind burden,
pinky baby, rooms gave echo,thats all I saw.


There came the balcony, giving me that photogenic,
As i stood there,like a dog sensed the tsunami,
so astonished by the view, so cinematic,
finally i started finding myself in me.


chill,cold,charismatic,chaotic,
morning came in, plunged into all tip,
the sword so beautiful, stamped with magic,
wanting a hot coffee to start just with a sip.
Sri Shruthi Nov 2015
Dark, the surrounding changes
lightful, my heart jumps
to that delightful zone
no question can be asked.

As it all gives a curve
the unstable,random,chaotic,
continuously changing rhythmc
life goes on, for a burp.

Wet, that dances in the breeze
white cloth covers the heart
wanting to *****
thinking, seems to be an art.

Light in the darkness
beautiful, my eyes admires,
there i see you, whose twinkles
dazzle around, to put magic sprinkles.
Sri Shruthi Nov 2015
Sitting in a corner,
as I dream, yellow light falls on me,
thinking i am  an art,
I feel like a successor.

dark light ruling my room,
as  I laugh at my creation,
that the heaven cries with me,
for my heart might stop, for the fiction.

Plugs on,lights off,
sparkles spread on,the boredom is put off,
curses, there it came ,sigh ,it goes
as my breathe, at its slow phase.

Shadows in shape of love,
mixed emotions to plough,
for this life, my respect as a bow,
And,now,my idea is put to sow.
#rain #happiness #cry #livingtogether
Sri Shruthi Dec 2015
The dark sword plunges in ,
at the stroke,i look up to the pain.
as the blood flows out,
my voice shut for a shout.

that vicious laugh i hear,
startled, i become, to be here,
in pain, pulling off my hair,
I want to make it and be a clever hare.

plugs blow in different rhythm.
candles lighten up for the musician,
that his life changes better in an incision,
like a torch put on for a search of schism.

I am in love with,
as i got no wit.
Waiting for that
beautiful moment.
Sri Shruthi Mar 2016
I love red roses
There is another part
Where, I love lions
As if you can separate apart.

I love red colour,
There is another part
Where, I love sky coloured
As if you can separate apart.

I love reading books
There is another part,
Where, I love to be in hooks,
As if you can separate apart

That's all me,
No right, you have to judge me,
Cause,only I know the better me
Better, never try to near me.
Sri Shruthi Dec 2015
In height, I stand,
watching danger encountered
people, so much worried
hands folded, prayers stood.

Selfish traitor, I asked for help
as, in top, i was held,
thinking of myself,
never stops the thought of my shelf.

apartment dipped in water,
yearning for decrease in level,
finding ways, as I think clever,
morning, i get up, to see quarter.

Siblings hurry in for rescue
boats, that embarrasses my arrival,
wishing to turn it into ice cubes
just to kick it, clear my way to val.

Sitting, tapping, hitting,
my keys, here I come,
with my key for escaping
and there, I found my home.
Sri Shruthi Dec 2015
The rose that bend down,
for it felt there is a clown,
someone watered it magic,
to find its no more tragic.

With all its thorns ,
ready to poke the horns,
to tear them into pieces,
as the rose will find its peace.

To find the difference,
the rose changed,
not into a sunflower,
but into a bright big beautiful.

The roots are strong,
to play string with it,
listening to the flute playing,
for all of them start blooming.

What you see changes your world,
what you think changes your word,
here, i stand with my sword,
to tear apart the heart out with no ward.
Sri Shruthi May 2016
A body of different moves,
seems wrong around here,
isnt it? how do you see it?
calling them with different names.

A person of different likes,
not given the necessary facilities,
climbing up with all their efforts,
to end up with all the basic things.

A human of different organs,
nurtured, loved, raises to be
a superhuman, just like superman,
hold the hand, lead the life.

A heart of different wishes,
patted on the back to buckle up,
is what is to be done, for it wishes,
here I am, to love the different cups.
Sri Shruthi Nov 2015
My strength, I am unique,
My weakness, I am mirror,
I stand there in panic,
wanting an clear view.

I want to be kind.
To act like I don't mind,
For i stay in cower.
I want to tear the cover.

I dint think I am tenacious,
I don't know that i am serious,
this makes me curious,
for I have seen wrong in continuous.

I put my hand up in the air,
to find somebody to discover my hair
being driven by so much of fare,
I want to stop this affair.
Sri Shruthi Dec 2015
seems like there comes the hightime
find myself doing no crime
in this prime, I am caught
as I already feel , I fought enough.


My eyes shutter hits its end,
in pain, as I bend into my shell,
the suite closes in darkness,
with all explicit advantages.

Heart feels the emptiness
tummy feels that fullness,
Brain that is so restles,
in full,wanted the king back.


Examinations push me to do few,
all ready with my curfew,
the crew's highlight,me, look terrible,
wishing things not to turn horrible.
Sri Shruthi Nov 2015
Everything has a connection,
for it continues with a punctuation,
as you wish for some clarification,
end up with water, that underwent dehydration,
that thinks of the beautification,
you lose time that has division,
you want to go on a integration,
but end up with encapsulation.
Sri Shruthi Nov 2015
Pink sprinkles turn violet
just on that curve of my ballet
waiting for that valet
to do my job as a pilot.

Tip of my toe pointed
towards the Mother earth,I
jump, my garment floats with me
just to find myself.

I stop there, sit to rest,
plugs beat into the drum,
as i close my eyes,
mind separates the plays.

spirals all around me,
that magical blue pixels
I open to find myself,
held by you.

I look up at the sky,
wishing to fly like no attachment
seems to be my love for pie,
that never find its compliment.

There I sit at the cliff
as my lovable loneliness
arrests me with its handcuff
called,commonly, darkness.
Sri Shruthi Mar 2016
Like the waves never forget
It's job, I never forget to think
About you, my love, all I needed
Was just you, my everything.

Like the clock's hands never forget
It's work, I never forget to rewind
Our memories, my love, all I needed
Was just the love, my everything.

Like the top companies have
Their turn, you left by a chance
Then, I realised I can't take it
That way, my everything.

Like the rainbow has different colours
I saw your true colours flying,
Then, I realised I can't stay with it
That way,  I left, my love.
Sri Shruthi Nov 2015
Here, i am typing another one
as i see, that you won
thinking i own
you, fooling myself on.

Hear me, say the truth
one person ready to listen
left alone with no fruit
half part gone lost, just see me loosen.

Hare like the time runs,
i sit there seeing things blur around me
tears rolling down my cheeks
not yet, i am used to that mean.

Hair that falls all around face,
i narrow myself into a baby-inside-womb shape
for my life changes phase,
i stand here, strong with my hope.
Sri Shruthi Mar 2016
I wanna fall in love
Like a drop of rain water into the sea
I wanna see nowhere
But just my own love to feel.

I want that love
Which will give peace
Warmth, like in those fairy tales
With me, nothing can be written called tales
Sri Shruthi Apr 2016
I sat there for a long time,
thinking i have done some crime,
looking at all as prime,
forgetting that i am a dime.

a trace of light fell on me,
thinking it would be the flee,
for i start running towards the other me,
murmuring that was my only flee.

sitting in a dark room, on a bench,
changed me into a *****,
that i had turned into a clench,
here i am, never want to drench.
Sri Shruthi Jul 2016
A year started with no expectation,
with little bit of tears
for i was a exception,
to relinquish, for years.

There you came, knowing nothing,
here, i fell for everything.
where would i go without your memories,
were i so crazy about the fairies.

My heart played tricks on me,
took me to a disneyland,
where i found a wonderland,
the butterflies flew all over me.

i kept dreaming on and on,
besides the hurt, fell in love again and again,
to find myself no gain again,
I still wanna go on and on.
Sri Shruthi Nov 2015
I stand here, just to hear
the ring,that person
So complicated,my emotion
turns into an affair.

Give me some strength
just to hold on to you
I live here,my friend
As I find very few.

"Something that doesn't **** you,
makes you stronger,"
is what you tell me to do
last life I have to get there.

Sigh, I waste time
As I  am crime
I feel, to punish myself
and, here I am stuck in this shelf.
Sri Shruthi Nov 2015
A day where that person
does not want to talk,
anger comes out as tears
danger, seems to be clear.

A day where that expectation
did its revenge on me,
as I was piling it on,
like a water overflowing into a pond.

A day where that cry
without your knowledge,
just for one person's urge,
no fruit for any try.

A day where your destination
questions you back,
as you carry book in a big bag,
killing yourself inside, curves outside.
Sri Shruthi Mar 2016
My heart won't tell that
The time flee as I am with
You, something special
As the heat rises in funnel

My heart won't tell that
The most perfect person for me
Is you, something fulfilling
As the sound comes from the engine

My heart would jump in joy
As I spend every second
With all my slow breathe as toy
Clearing the mist as I jog

My heart would admire you ,
For you, the imperfection of all solids
With all my sorrows, ****** by you
Here I say, I love you!
Sri Shruthi Aug 2016
There, I met you,
Where I had the familiar sense,
that I have met you,
somewhere around the fence.

There, I saw you,
looking at me already,
that I heard you
doing all the makeovers ready.

There, I felt you
in me, that I fell in no second.
I want to live with you
my rest of my life in seconds.

There, I held you,
that the world turned upside-down.
Now that I get you,
for my lifetime, to find no clown.

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