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Jenish May 2020
The golden king of days,
Ruling sky just for hours.
Sparkling jewels of nights,
Fading at destined time.
Dipped in wealthy waters,
Ah! Dark days yet to come.
If feet are soaked in mud,
Yes! Sun is rising soon.
Jenish Feb 2020
Oh, my child life went flying with wind
Matured when youth was still blind
Now waiting for my destined guest
Yes! when he cometh, my time will rest.
Jenish Apr 2020
Meena can drive Corona,
whispered Tina to Nina.
Is she a doctor?
How could she master?
Ney dear, it is Corolla.
Jenish Dec 2019
Thrashed her life in that vicious fuscous night
Tattered her body in that mucky verdant site
Shattered her dreams in that ****** wicked plight
Four feigned civilized animals, enjoyed their bite.

They waited their turn to deracinate her
With ears and heart kept fastened for her prayer
With ineffable agony nature tried to cover
Her natural body with leafy little shower.

When tired they spared her for a ****** time
And wrapped in a blanket to set a meacock crime
Wetted in fuel they fired the chad as a scheme
And disenthralled the soul of the decubitus dame.

Now tell me the judgement of these cruel critters
Hang or guillotine their ugly little heads
Lynching or castration, anything you can propose
Sharpen your quills and the judgement of the case.
Jenish Feb 2020
Once upon a time
Truth and fib went for a walk.
Fib tumbles and fall
Truth chuckles, supples and walked
In past, present and future.
Jenish Mar 2020
death wandering worlds
like a snake devouring air -
detach and live clean.
Way
Jenish Jun 2020
Way
from cradle to grave
a beam of sunshine paving
my way to the God.
Jenish Jun 2020
Wealth is a wheel which
vice and virtue turning well.
Solo vice follows,
fain to the wealthy abodes.
Why virtue is left behind?
Jenish May 2020
Asking breeze came diving entrance
For giving hope in joyful kindness
Lively mind not offering peaceful quietness
Ruining silent thoughts, uttered vain whispers
Xanthic year, zapping virus, hopeful days, why so late?
Jenish Dec 2019
Wrapped in cloths I watched
Shedding everything she stood -
Foolish winter tree.
Jenish May 2020
Running with the van of death, till her legs couldn't defeat the wheels
Lonely road in awful calmth, not a shoulder for cry and share
Covid hit her love went far, without even a parting kiss.

— The End —