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I BLEED,
YOU BLEED,
WE ALL BLEED!!!
we bleed
the color of
red,
they say!!,
we are all equal
in, and
every kind of way,
We are All United,
Yes,
we are one,
we bleed the
color red,
all countries,  
all nations,
on this earth,
Under God's
Bright Sun!!
We All have values,
qualifications and needs,
So, let's stand,
negotiate, and
deliberate,
minus all
of the greed,
So, come on,
WE COULD DO THIS,
why beg, and
why plead???
the road is
rugged now, but
through our veins,
is RED BLOOD,
and
Remember:
WE ALL BLEED!!!!!


B.R.
Date: 7/6/2025
In Rayalaseema’s morning light,
A star was born with silent might.
Venkatgiri Kota held his name,
A soul untouched by thirst for fame.

Born on the edge of year’s last breath,
He grew where dreams outshone death.
December's child with eyes so wise,
A poet framed by dusky skies.

In Marwari roots, he took his stand,
With faith and truth as guiding hand.
The son of Godavari’s grace,
And Shrvwen Dass’s quiet face.

Among the hills where gold once lay,
In Kolar’s fields, he learned the way.
With pen in hand and bread to earn,
He wrote in silence, fierce to learn.

A salesman first, but more inside,
A burning storm he could not hide.
He bore the weight of life’s demand,
While building castles out of sand.

Each page he touched turned into fire,
Each line a breath, each word desire.
He walked through pain with steady feet,
Where love and sorrow gently meet.

Not just a man of chalk and board,
But one whose soul the verse adored.
A teacher clothed in humble truth,
A sage who kept the flame of youth.

In metaphors, he sought the skies,
In stanzas, tears could harmonize.
He spun his grief into refrain,
And stitched with verse his silent pain.

"Heartache" spoke of wounds so deep,
Of promises the stars can't keep.
While "Shattered Love" told tales once whole,
Now broken like a crystal soul.

"Poet’s Love" revealed his strife,
Of truth and lies, of art and life.
"Paradoxical Love" sang loud and clear,
Of longing wrapped in veils of fear.

"Blind by Wealth and Pride" would sting,
A tale where gold dulls everything.
"Longing Love" was soft, yet strong,
A song of where true hearts belong.

Each poem carved from bleeding thought,
Of battles felt, of lessons taught.
In shadows where most fear to go,
He lit his lamp and let it glow.

No fame he chased, no crown he sought,
His heart with inner fire was wrought.
He lived through storms, yet stayed composed,
His wounds, with wisdom, he enclosed.

A voice for those who cried unseen,
A heart that knows where love has been.
With every verse, he gave a name
To nameless grief, to silent flame.

He saw the world in honest hue,
He wrote for both the false and true.
He held no grudge, he wore no hate,
He left his pain to shape his fate.

In every loss, he found a gain,
He danced amid the pouring rain.
For even tears, to him, could be
A drop of hope, a melody.

He rose where many others fell,
A tale of strength no pen could tell.
Yet write he did with grace so pure,
His words a balm, his soul the cure.

He taught with fire, he loved with care,
His presence was a gentle prayer.
A poet, teacher, heart so wide,
A lighthouse through the rising tide.

No riches weighed his spirit down,
His truth became his only crown.
In lives he touched, his light remains,
A song that heals, a voice that reigns.

Though scars were deep, he never swayed,
In kindness was his power laid.
He rose above the worldly storm,
In brokenness, he found his form.

A dreamer, yes, but one who dared
To feel too much, yet always cared.
His life, a verse of giving grace,
A timeless truth no years erase.

And now he walks with steady stride,
With hope and courage as his guide.
He speaks of peace, he lives in truth,
A soul both old, and filled with youth.

He lifts the fallen with his art,
And plants compassion in each heart.
His journey shines, a sacred light,
A beacon through the darkest night.

With voice of care, and heart so wide,
He turns the pain the world would hide.
Into a flame that warms the air,
A poet's gift, a life's true prayer.

So let his tale in silence swell,
A story every heart can tell.
Of how one man with soul so vast,
Turned wounds to gold and pain to past.

He stands today, not just as one,
But as the moon, the star, the sun.
With love he walks, with light he gives,
A poet lives and always lives.

Dedicated to the Time and my Living.

Thala Abhimanyu Kumar S
Dated:14/06/2025
Sandy Jun 5
Want to roam around naked
But have to wear branded clothes to impress
To look nice
That is the conflict

Want to see  beautiful women
But have to behave ,look nice

Want to be an carefree animal
But have to be well behaved man
That is the conflict

I am somebody else
But have to be something else
That is the Conflict
I think all of us feel trapped at some point in our lives. We can not do the things the way we want, we have to follow societal norms.We feel bound .
This poem of  mine  tries to depict those feelings
Sandy Jun 3
Sometimes,we think good
But what happens to us is bad
But don’t lose heart
And get the ball rolling
Because who knows!!
Towards you, its falling

Sometimes , the days are glooming
Another time, you find them moving
But don’t think about these things .
They will automatically fly with wings.

Sometimes, you may be playing on earth’s head.
Another time, you may be lying ill on your bed
But will you stop playing for the fear of laying!
Definitely not!
If not, then keep trying!!

Sometimes you are in exasperation
another  time,you can be in innovation.

This is life and all these things are colour of it
Those who understand this are called wit.
Those who don’t needs to think that
Thinking is not the solution
Infact, its only a coward way of superimposition

Believe if you can
To think is to lose sometimes
And to do is the best many times.

                                                               -Sandeep Kaushal
Straight from old diary
Ashwin Kumar May 31
You, I think about, every single day
Not only does it make me happy
It provides me hope
Whenever I mope
You are not simply an inspiration
In me, do you ensure perspiration
In order to reach my goals
If I achieve success
I will dedicate it to you, for your writing
Because, you keep me believing
Hence, never do I give up
In fact, the only way for me is up
Drives me, does your radical thought
Which is straight from the heart
About society, you give not a ****
Something that manages to make me beam
Even when I am drowning in a pool of insecurities
You pull me, bit by bit
Towards achieving inner peace
One does not have to be perfect
Thanks chiefly to you, did I realise that
Your fiery passion helps me stay afloat
Even when the ship of my mind is sinking
Due to too much overthinking
You enable me to get rid of the clutter
Thus, does my focus keep getting better and better
A true braveheart, you are
In spite of being a mother
Amongst the loudest, is your voice
Against all sorts of injustice
What better motivation, do I need?
Thank you, Dear Comrade
Jai Bhim! Vaazhga Periyar!!
Dedicated to the vivacious and tiger-spirited author, poet, translator of the "Thirukkural", academic and anti-caste activist Dr. Meena Kandasamy.
Wake up, the sun is shining bright,
Chase your dreams with all your might.
New day means a brand new start,
Fill it with hope, strength, and heart.

Leave your worries, rise and try,
Spread your wings and touch the sky.
Failures teach and tears will dry,
Winners are those who never say die.

Like the salmon fighting upstream tide,
Each stroke a push, no urge to hide.
Though currents rage and hopes seem slim,
It swims with faith and silent hymn.

Every step, no matter how small,
Leads you closer, stand up tall.
Believe in you, break every wall—
Morning is the best gift of all.

Life is a road of roses and stones,
With silent sighs and cheerful tones.
Some days bless you, some may bruise,
But every path is yours to choose.

See the cactus in the desert land,
Survives with spikes, yet blooms so grand.
Though sun beats down and rain is rare,
It thrives with grace, beyond despair.

The thorns will hurt, the flowers fade,
Yet every scar and smile is made
To shape your soul, to make you wise—
A storm must come before clear skies.

When roads divide and doubts arise,
Look within, not just the skies.
Choose the path that's true, not fast,
The right way shines, and it will last.

Like monarchs flying far and wide,
They follow stars, no maps to guide.
Though fragile wings bear winds unknown,
They reach their goal, though not alone.

Breathe in peace, let worries cease,
In silence deep, the soul finds ease.
The morning breeze, so pure, so kind,
Whispers truth to heart and mind.

Be like the banyan, still and wise,
That cradles life beneath the skies.
Its roots hold strong, its shade gives rest—
A temple born from nature's chest.

Trust the light the heavens send,
Each prayer and hope, the soul shall mend.
With faith and love, walk every day—
Let kindness be your guiding ray.

Life is light when the heart wants less,
Not gold or thrones, just quietness.
A smile, a friend, a sky to see—
Such humble dreams can set you free.

Just like the sunflower’s gentle spin,
It seeks no prize, just warmth within.
It follows light with grace so true,
And shares its seeds for life anew.

When wishes bloom with selfless grace,
Even storms will slow their pace.
Goodness sown in thought and deed
Makes every soul a saint, indeed.

Susanta Pattnayak
I Am a Blessing, and
you are too,
The Lord has done
so many great things for you,
yes, it's true!!!

You are a Blessing,
Less catastrophe, and
less stressing
He allowed you to see
a brand new day, and
started you on your merry way!!!

I Am a Blessing,
I Am a Testimony,
I have been though a lot,
Oh, can't you just see!!!

I Am a Blessing, and
You should feel the same,
You got a lot to be thankful for,
I claim this in Jesus name!!!

You are a Blessing,
I just wanted you to know,
Keep your trust in Him, and
From this, you will grow!!!!


B.R.
Date: 5/16/2025
You are Strong,
You are Courageous, and
you are Proud,
You won't let nothing stand
in your way,
You will keep on working
for your Achievements,
Trust and believe they
will pay off one Day!!!
You have all that you need,
The drive,
qualifications, and
So much more,
So, get on up and
get the job done,
What are you waiting for???
for the team,
just go on and score,
You are Strong,
you have the strength,
You are Courageous
you have the tenacity,
Last but not least,
You are Proud,
Proud of your
talents and abiliities,
So, believe in yourself and
say it out loud,
Continue to
Be Strong,
Courageous and Proud!!!


B.R.
Date: 5/12/2025
1DNA May 8
Don't be a diamond; it reflects, not glows.
Become the sun, outshine the stars.
Excuse me.
Excuse me!
EXCUSE ME!!!
Yes you. I have a question to ask.
Why does it take several times for you to respond to me?
You can't answer that
I know why...
It's because your head is buried into your smartphone

It seems that your compulsive behavior with this machine is creating a barrier amongst others
Sure you may have loads of friends online, but you can't truly see, feel or hear them
Your "friends" are not really your "friends"
Is it that necessary to refresh your post over & over again?
We all need stamps of approval from time & time again
But how much?
Where is the line drawn between this computer world and reality?
Stop investing countless hours looking for someone who cares about what you think or what you have accomplished
Believe me, your not being left out of anything
Let's not compare, because it's only going to hurt you in the long run
To look for happiness and love through social media isn't the solution
Interactions with real human experiences, that's what we all need.
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