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Vishal Pant Jun 5
Black or white only fought in chess I thought
amidst all the frenzy reason was sought
but such trivial things would bring upon the upheaval
here we are back to the postmedieval

MLK died trying to spread the message
Trump was just 'checking' out his bunker
in these desperate times we need a passage
not the hollow words of a banker

The world is filled with choices
black and white
is what they told you in the books
but it's all gray out here

We were supposed to be his best creation
but earth would be better without us
The animals come in more colours than us
It just makes them more beautiful
just penned down my thoughts with the things going on
Vishal Pant Apr 21
Its too short
You've got one chance
Stay stuck up at your fort
Or have some clearance

Taking hurt from the words of other
Getting labled
Be your mind's own cottager
And become fabled

It's a never ending war with yourself
So every little battle counts
Dust settles at the shelf
Pleases don't back out
Vishal Pant Apr 14
I try
But I fly
To the skies above
From where the clouds
My tears
Descend down
And make the desert green again
Suppose that's a happy ending then
Vishal Pant Apr 8
The silence surrounds
Laying on the green grass
Staring at the setting sun, it's a reddish round
A Twite's trill treads all around

A benign breeze breaks,
helping the wafting wherry
The perpetual pier
gathered a gleeful gaggle

The lulling lake
a serene sight
beauty bound
A dream domicile
Vishal Pant Apr 6
Happiness and sadness
It's all a matter of perception they say
Do you think I want to  be this way
Turning every color gray

Not seeing the things for now , predicting how they may fail
Heartbeats becoming faster than my thoughts
And time slowly flowing away

They ask why haven't you called since May
Are you all right is everything okay
I just sneak a smile which had meaning before
And ask, "Of course. What seems wrong?"
Vishal Pant Apr 4
When its all over, what will be left
Your worth in gold
Or the memories that'll make you chuckle when you're old
All the worries you swam across
Or the question you asked her, based on the love coin's toss

It's better to feel empty inside than to adjust to the weather outside.

The ifs and buts are needy companions,
who are better left alone.

So when its all over
The gold will sink
Chucklin memories will be all I think.
  Apr 4 Vishal Pant
It was there
where I first saw you
that I knew it would be you.
My whole life
I felt I had waited
for that moment
—for you
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