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Ankit Mohanty Oct 2017
We're found to be cut off but not long ago!
Some burn us with sparklers
and we get modulated as flames in a flash
by yielding fire flowers to your night sky
And you numskulls think that we die.

Some sculp us with molten cruelty as symbol of mockery.
It's Good enough that we we're just called as devils.

But what about those bed evils
Who attack upon on lassies
With the holler word called “babies”
To accomplish their own seductive urge.

What about those drunken buffoons
In those paved streets under the feeble streetlights stalking the fragile once either for fun or for a wrong intention.

What about the brute
twice the age of his married daughter
bites into the soul of a maiden.
Spitting the venomous words
and incapacitates the heart
Numbness spreads all over her body
after the spiteful attack.

For heaven's sake
Don't point your fingers on us
We're better than you

I being Ravan,
The biggest devotee of lord Siva
And had an extremely loyal wife like Mandodari
Been burned with ten heads
For just  kidnapping Sita
Whereas I returned her with due respect.
But these days people use women like toys
by fulfilling their joys.

And Mahishasura,
Who could worship so hard to impress three lords
was eventually killed by Durga and could meet the death by hands of powerful women.
But these days people **** the female child before birth
thinking daughters as burden on earth.

If still you don't get atonement
Just think this poem as a complement
And just think how better are we as your opponent.
May the whole world call us demon or devil
But first learn to tackle the inner evil.
If possible put pins and needle
to such people
Then the world will be in next level.
Ankit Dubey Feb 2018
She was mesmerizing not in the
way she dressed or looked up but
the way she smiled with her eyes

~Ankit Dubey ©
Ankit Dubey May 2019
I know it gets little scary at times, but being alone is good for your soul. Look, in this new world of a life lived in the fast lane, people and everything have become superficial. We talk to people because we go to the same class, same office, or same gym. We hang out with the people we end up with, not with the people we want to. And when that happens, there is no deepness in anything. It's all just convenient company. You laugh, you smile, you talk, and you party with them, but do you think about them when you go home? No. You just get done with your social life and hit the bed, tired and empty. And then you wish to feel something more worthwhile. Maybe, the things that you wanted to talk about for so long. Maybe, the things that scare you. Maybe, you just want to connect again with your core. And you don't end up doing that because you have a social circle, many people, to take care of. And that's fake living, my friend. That's a compromise that you have made. And that's just a lie that you are living to let people believe in your truth of happiness.

Look, I am going deep here. It won't make sense to most, and I know that. But sometimes, we need to go to the dark places to hug the light that our soul has been craving for. Okay, let's do one thing. Let's count how many people you really want in your life. No, do it right now. Just think about the people you want to be with, if you have just one month to live. Go ahead, count. I bet you could count that on fingers. Now, think about the time you spend on other people. Just a rough estimate, let's say 3-4 hours, daily. This time can be the time you spend hanging out with a big group at the bar. And that time is time wasted, my friend. That time can be given to you, yourself. And don't you dare tell me that you get bored too soon, with yourself. You don't get bored, you stupid. You just are blind to your potential and life. You are just wasting this precious life on being nothing and nobody. So, sit with yourself, talk, face the mirror, write down what you want, think about ways to get there, and swear to move ahead.

The naked truth is that you have lived many years already. You have had fun with friends, lovers, and all that. But, where do you stand right now? Are you happy? Could you have done more? Are you living that dream? Or are you just breathing a compromise? Ask these simple questions to yourself and be honest. Look, you need to stop this sad routine. You need to do more with yourself, with your life. And for that, you will need time, more time at hand. And how to do that? Well, cut the time on wrong people, temporary people. Don't allow any ******* in your life in the name of chill. Enough chill, just go and set the stage on fire, I say. Grow up, now. Keep only those people who want you to succeed. Be with people who give positive vibes. Cut the whining ****** people out. You are not here to solve other's mess. Your life is a mess, in itself. Sort yourself out, focus. Let loose of everyone, who is chaining you from flying.

And when you are done kicking people out, spend more time with yourself. Just notice the little things that give you peace. Maybe a walk, movies, book, painting, writing, or playing a sport, just find out what sparkles you, and then do that, daily, at least often. Just sit with yourself at night, slow music, dim lights, a cup of coffee in hand, and then ask yourself "how's it going?". Look, no matter how much anyone loves you, if you allow, then only you can know yourself, the best. So, be honest about what makes you happy and strong. And once you get used to being in your own company, doing things you always wanted, then you will realize how peaceful this solitude is. You will become addicted to this calmness and serenity. You will leave other things to keep this me time for yourself, always. I know that you see on social media, all those pics of enjoying with this, that and blah blah blah. But most of them are lying and cry to bed, every night. The truth is that only you yourself will be there for you, always. So, better work on that relationship more. Please make this love story between you and yourself, the best love story. Please give yourself more of you.


~ Ankit Dubey
Ankit Dubey Feb 2018
खामोशीयाँ यूँ ही बेवजह नहीं होतीं...
कुछ दर्द ही अक्सर आवाज़ छीन लिया करतें हैं...

~Ankit Dubey ©
Ankit Dubey Feb 2018
मेरी सिसकियों
मे भी क्यो लोग

किलकारियों का
मजा लेना चाहते है

क्यो कुरेद कर जख्म
हरा करना चाहते है.

©Ankit Dubey
Ankit Dubey Feb 2018
कतरा कतरा भिगों जाते
अश्क़ जो आँखों से नही आते !!

©Ankit Dubey
Ankit Dubey Feb 2018
तू बंदगी है मेरी
रोज क्या कहूँ
रहता हूं सजदे में
होश क्या रखूं....

~ Ankit Dubey ©
Ankit Dubey Dec 2019
I fell in love with you.
The time before I knew you feels oddly incomplete
Like the universe has been conspiring
My every step so that I would take the paths leading to you.
I think I knew my entire life
That one day that I would be by your side
Laughing, smiling and inevitably falling.
I knew because you were the one in my dreams. I realize now that
You were the reason why my bones kept tingling and wouldn't settle.

I want you to know that boys like me
Are cautious and afraid to fall in love for the first time.
Boys like me are calculative and hesitant
Because we are too afraid to pay for our mistakes;
We were taught that we are only made of our successes
And that every failure will become a hidden scar 
We must be careful to never repeat.
But you came and made me reckless;
I made my decisions blindly and allowed myself 
To forget about everything else in the world except you.
I’d trip racing to fall asleep each night just to see you the next day,
All I’d eat was your attention to feed the butterflies in my stomach,
And all I could see were the moments we had and the future we could write.
And even when the scars became so many 
That they could no longer be hidden under my clothes
I kept falling deeper and deeper in love you with.
I decided that the pain wasn’t at all bad,
That the wounds were worth every moment of your friendship.

I am envious of the me in another world who was led to you
And who is free to keep loving you, but
It gives me a grain of comfort knowing that somewhere else
You and I are happily listening to our favorite songs 
On a rainy Thursday evening, happily and forever in love.
But in this world, it will only be me who falls
So painfully and deeply and foolishly and madly
And beautifully
.

In love w
ith you.
"The First" and the end of the first.

. . ~ Ankit Dubey | ©
dedicated to my love

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