Poetry to me is being naked

No shades
No regret
No shy

Thank you

Far from the land of sun
Close to the soul
Me myself and I
Wish you
A better tomorrow
To see you, better
With a hope

Very next time

10 to 5, Job
Of a prediction game
Investment,
Always a half way to goal
Uncertain market
Let’s bet over Green and Red
A thin balance,
Tracking ups and downs
With a colour change,
Every complexion turns, dull or bright
A calculated ****** expression
Almost ready to express
With some losses, some gains.

Rumors airs,
A political unrest,
Sign of regressing opaque sense
Digital formulas,
Almost rests in vain
There is,
Tug of war, between
Supply and demand
A growling Bears Vs.
A grunting Bulls.

When a poet has
Writer's block
He will
Embrace the sky
Get lost in the oblivion
Adore the magic of
The moon
Feel the warmth

And words have a way
In words
He writes
Hello there!

If I could
I would
As it is

Thanks for the memory

I
Need
You


For
My
Existance

Colourful vibes
Luminous bright

Investment on blessings.

In every cold winters
What we need is
A warm heart
She said

And
What about Coffee?
He reminds

I
Don't
Use to write
Love poems

Then
You happened

He has
His story
She has hers

Somewhere
The story
Connects
Somewhere
Not

Sometime
They are strangers
Perhaps
Sometime
Not

With that stillness
Probably
It's time to bid
Condolances
For the death of
The dream

With heavy heart
Tear
D
R
O
P
S
.
.
.
.

पानीमे भिगनेका मजा जाने उसको क्या पता —२
सराबका जलानेका अदा उसको क्या पता
पानीमे भिगनेका मजा जाने उसको क्या  पता
मेहखाना हे ए मेहखाना —२

प्यासेको मेहखानेका दिसा कोइ न बताए
लहेरे पारसे  चाँद दिखा उसको न बताए  
अधेरो बाद साम हुइ  उसको कोइ न बताए
महेखाना हे ए महेखाना —२

पिनेका मजा आकर मुझसे  न पुछो
पानीमे भिगनेका मजा मुझसे न पुछो
कहनेको क्या हे बाकी, अब तुुमभी कुछ कहो
महेखानेमे गिरनेका मजा उसको क्या पत्ता
महेखाना हे ए  महेखाना —२
    
टक्राकर पिनेका आलम, आगया नसा —२
लर खराते घुमनेका सुरु हो  रहा  सिलसिला
पानीमे भिगनेका मजा जाने  उसको क्या पत्ता
सराबका जलानेका अदा उसको क्या पत्ता
महेखानेमे गीरनेका मजा उसको क्या पत्ता
महेखाना हे ए  महेखाना —३

If one fuels
The ego
Ego grows

If one fuels
The kindness
Love grows

लम्बी हँे रात काली, कल होगा फिर सबेरा ——२
धड्कन बढालो तुम दिलके अप्नी रातमे कोई जगेगा

गातँेरहो गीत तुम अप्नी कल कोइ सुनेगा
धड्कन बढालो तुम दिलके अप्नी रातमे कोइ  जगेगा

लम्बी हे रात काली कल होगा फिर सबेरा ——२

उम्मीदँे फरियादँे तुम गा कर सुनाव ——२
दर्द भरी पलको तुम रो कर सुनाव ——२
बातँे बारसातके तुम हस् कर सुनाव ——२
खाब भरी पलको तुम गा कर सुनाव ——२

गातेरहो गीत तुम अप्नी कल कोइ सुनेगा  
धड्कन बढालो तुम दिलके अप्नी रातमे कोइ जगेगा

लम्बी हे रात काली कल होगा फिर सबेरा
गातेरहो गीत तुम अप्नी कल कोइ सुनेगा
समरती पाऊ आकर कल तुुम्से  मीलेँगा
खुली आँख आकर तुम्से वातेँ करेगा
दिप साफ आकर तुम्को राहँे दिखाएगा
गाते रहो गीत तुम अप्नी कल कोइ सुनेगा

लम्बी हे रात काली ,कल होगा फिर सबेरा
गाते रहो गीत तुम अप्नी  कल कोइ सुनेगा ——२

In covid silence
You may hear
A voice

And
It will be like
A dream lane

Alright

When I am introduced
With the new one
They tell
Their name
Their profession
Their status

For a kind information
I have nothing to do
With it

Their reflection
Either Temporary/Permanent
What matters

You are done with
Growing the roots

Time to rise

Life is short

Where to invest
The Precious time
Is the biggest decision

Where not
The 2nd big

Let me nurture you
In such a way
So that
Everyone watching you
Feels desirous
After finding
The blueprint
Upon your smile
And modest confidence
In your eyes

You don't need
Anyone
To tell
You are beautiful
You just are
Unparalleled

Yours truly
He said

Tuition fee: X
Development fee: Y
Security fee: Z

Extra-curricular fee,
probably : V
Fee to **** time,
mandatorily: W

Cost of being good,
“ZERO”, I evaluate.

Here,
We pay a handsome waste,
X, Y, Z, V, W
to be nothing.

With a hope,
to be something.

Gazing into the vast abyss
Said the familiar voice
[You deserve all]
[All the happiness]

Stay blessed
Anyway
Now it's the time
To pray

For the person
Like us
We yearn to understand
Every Colors
Various Shapes
Transient Moods
Amusing Lies
Even a slight change in expression
And every other details

But it's that vibe
Where we truly reside
That drives us

To portray you

You are
As **** as
Your thoughts

He had said me once

May be one day
He doesn’t need to fast
May be one day
We know his worth
May be one day
We will realize why he is different
May be one day
We will join hands
May be one day

May be one day
It will not be too late
May be one day
We don't have to regret

The next
Anthology
Will be dedicated to
No one

But
Some how
The concerned knows
Who
No one is

Hardly
She gets time
To face a mirror
And admit
She is beautiful

So here
I remind her

Every day
And
Every time

She is the rainbow
Up, ahead and
High

Then,
I changed my trails
Towards the sky

I see so many people on here
Saying something
Sometimes I can't understand
Something
Sometimes I do
There is more to this life
Than a moment
Just try to get through

Those who found themselves
To the dark side of the Moon
Tonight
Will wake up
To the bright side of the Sun
Tomorrow
Breathing a new life
With amber realm of hope
And the journey never ends

In love
You become
A prisoner
Yet
You don't want
To be free

If you love someone
And they do the same
It's magic

My dear

If sometimes
You are asked
"How are you?"

You got nothing
Yet respond that with
"I miss you."

That's what
You really are
You really were

When things break
Noise generates

But when heart breaks
It doesn't

That's the difference

“How is my work?”, she asked

If graded, 5/10.
You passed.

Happy, she was.

“But there is more to go”, later I added.

“Is there more than to pass?”, voice of  innocence.

A way long.

सुनाताहु मे अब, एक घरकी कहानी —२
जिन्दगीने किया, कैसे छेड्खानी

हस्ता, चेहरा हे उसका, दिलमे दर्द हे पुरानी
लगाहे आग मनमे, कोइतो पिलाव थोडा पानी
प्यार देकर बढ्ता हे , कभी कम नही होता
दर्द सुनाकर दिल रोता हे, आसुव का दासता —२

सुनाताहु मे अब, एक घरकी कहानी
जिन्दगीने किया, कैसे छेड्खानी

ऋतु आएँ, अाँख आगे, नआया, उसके अपने
नइ पत्ते, लगा पेढँपे, नआया, उसमे मौसमे
खुशी कोइ रंगमे नही आता हरघडी सामने
बन्द किए पल्कँे, उघरते नही सुनके बात, प्यारके —२

सुनाताहु मे अब एक घरकी कहानी
जिन्दगीने किया कैसे छेड्खानी

Ready
3-2-1
Cheese

The usual, they say

After 3-2
I pause
Getting  time for a smile

She smiles  back
That divine smile
Preserved

Thus memory

While one is
Searching himself/herself
Some books
Will turned their way
Some songs
Will touched their chords
Some souls
Will changed their life
Some questions
Will taught a lession

But
When he/she will see
Inside
Your eyes

That very moment
Harmony vibes
Unveiling
Silence

Admitting
"I find myself"
"In you"

Holding the prescription
She asked me
"Don't I have right to live more?"
With the adverse face
And the tired eyes
Through thick and thin
Weakening defenses
To feed the spirit

Hold on
Her skin have seen the past
Long live.....your hope for survival
Even though life was complex
She'll seek
What she deserves
Simple
It will be

A woke up person

Who stays calm
Being silent

If you wish to loss weight

Before anything,
Make confirm
If it wants to lose you.

As taught
1+1=2

That's not always
How life works

I'm blah blah blah
What do you do for a living?
If asked

Beside maintaining
Homeostasis
Nothing more

Just reply

“Son, how much did you score?”
●10/10
Beside you, who else did score that?
     ●2 others
“You have to work much harder”, she told.

Let me know,
If possible, scores above 10/10.
I’d like to join too.

Paralyzed Authorities    
Making no-sense  
Here, Am I,    
living in the nation of dead  
Or,  
Am I,    
the refugee of the country of birth?  
    
Year by year  
I have seen my soil shrinking  
No Man’s Land, getting proximity  
Loosing Identity, inches by inch.  
    
Curse of voting, venomous Puppet    
Instructed to, divide and rule  
In a name of by/for/to the people  
Later,  
“My own People”, they say  

Always, here,  
I stayed Outcasted  
Categorized by,  
Tongue,  
Color,  
Dress, and the  
Sacred thread.  
    
I wish to be the Pillar  
Unmovable,  
Strong,  
Hard,  
Let me get the fragrance of my soil  
And,  
Blessing of it.  
    
Mama.

Fault In The Stars
Spaced Two Loners
In A Making

Silent friends
Carefree Strangers

Online/Offline

When logic and reality intertwine
Should one need to close the senses?
Or, let one feature the time in rhyme?

What should one do?

Never I forget
what is precious than air

Never I forget
what is close to my heart

And, the last words
Hallucinates inside my head

“Forget me”,
What, she said.

After all
At the end of the day
We have to return back
To our own home

If you want to be
Something

Be an example
A dope soul

Nothing else