Dear Wife,

My life, my love is all yours,
I will gonna love you forever.

I wanna tell you that you are a bliss,
But still, i must tell you that i have a wish.

When i die, burry me in backyard of our home,
Don't burn me with the traditional norms.

I know, on this, you would be about to cry,
But look at stars i will be in the sky.

Get me buried there, this have a reason,
Because i will always be with you every season.

Because i wanna be alive till my last breath,
Because i wanna be alive even after my death.

When you will grow plants in backyard,
In every flower, i will be smiling at you like a guard.

When you walk barefoot on grass,
You will feel me with every footstep pass.

When winds will blow,
You will smell me with the wind flow.

Because i wanna love you till my last breath,
Because i wanna love you even after my death.

When storm will come, don’t be numb.
Because protective wall i will become.

Don’t fear when it’s dark,
See me in light when it sparks.

When our children will play in lawn,
I will be watching them from dawn.

When you will be cooking inside,
I will feel the craving in wide.

Because i wanna be with you till my last breath,
Because i wanna be with you even after my death.

When it will be your birthday, Dress up like a pretty doll,
Because i will be still looking at you like a heart fall.

When our family will be celebrating together
I will be enjoying seeing you all getting stronger.

When you will be old, don’t make your life on hold.
I will still be with you, as i told.

Don’t be sad when you miss me,
I will always be around you in the winds,
Just hold your breath and kiss me.

Because I wanna be alive till my last breath,
Because I wanna be alive even after my death.

                                                         ~Jyoti Yadav

Like a bouquet of
fresh and delicate daisies,
carefully he wrapped me up
in a red chiffon saree.
His hungry eyes traveled
from one part to another
of my covered yet bare body!
I could hear my heart beating
loudly against my rib-cage,
as if it wanted to convey a message.
The butterflies in my stomach
were gone, replaced by
a sinking feeling inside my gut.
Everything felt different but
everything looked the same!
He smiled at me and Oh boy!
My heart was melting again…
Leaving me alone
in a shabby little room,
he left promising to be back soon…
Alone with my thoughts,
quietly I sat there,
I don’t know why but every advice
mother gave echoed in my head,
I could hear my voice screaming at me
telling me to run as fast as I can.
But alone with my thoughts,
quietly I sat there,
My life came crashing down
and my nightmares turned into reality
when the door creaked open
but it wasn’t him who walked in,
but a drunk, creepy looking man.
I looked into his eyes,
his soul-piercing stare…
I didn’t know how
but I recognized that stare.
He smiled at me and God…
I knew I was dead!
I screamed, cried and yelled
but stopped when I saw
that was not going to help…
And the moment he pushed
his huge body on top of mine,
all I could see was the smiling face
that once made my heart melt…
I cried as I laid on the bed; dead…
The pain of heartbreak and betrayal
was no match to the pain of his merciless thrusts.
He moaned and groaned like an animal
as he ****** my soul and not just my ****!
That night didn’t end soon
as if the universe wanted me to suffer
for every wrong, I’ve ever done.
He came back, not exactly as promised,
But he had the same smile
plastered on his face,
mocking me and taunting me…
Why didn’t I before see his true face…?
And again, like a mangled bouquet
of decayed and dead daisies,
carefully he wrapped me up
in a torn and blood stained
red chiffon saree!

Karishma Yadav

You say Black is Dark, I say black is Bright.

You say Black is scaring, I say black is daring.

You say black is bad, I say black is good.

You say black is evil, I say black is civil.

Black is dark, that’s why it makes us bright,

Black is dark that’s why we know the light.

Black is bad because we are sad,

Just be happy and see black is glad.

Black is scaring, because we are fearing,

Just be strong and see black is daring.

Black is evil, because inside us is devil,

Adapt the goodness and see black is civil.

Life is a *****, and then black is the hope

Fight hard and then come to the top.

Black is learning, black is a LESSON,

Absorb the struggle and come with PASSION,

Be black because black is a FASHION.



~Jyoti Yadav

Read it and let me know if you find this #romantic :D Written by me in 2016. Winter season. It was raining that day.

WINTER RAINS

It's the morning time yet the sun is not bright
Even the blurry moon and stars are not in the sight.

A serene silence has covered the entire city
This morning is calm and seems to be pretty.

Shall I call it, the wildness of the winters
Or clouds are romancing?

It's raining, it's raining, raining in winter
Oh! Inside me, I, feel running thunders.

Somewhere, this moment is incomplete today
Definitely, without you my love, yes you, my dear soulmate.

I hear my arms shouting out your name
Your love is something that I long to taste.

No discussions, no sounds, no whisperings
Only this winter rain, you and me.

Silence, silence let it be there only
Between our entwined bodies.

May this rain stay for so long
May we stay longer together to see more winter rains.

Lalima Yadav ©️®️

बेआबरू सा करके, रूआंसा सा बन के निकल लिए एकदम ।
बेजान सी पड़ी हूं, सारे सपने हो गए सारे गुम ।।
बालों की खुशबू, सांसो की सुंगध, मीठा सा वहम ।
सब साथ लेकर, ना जाने कहां चले गए तुम ।।
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हद है .....
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कभी हम साथ गुजरा करते थे उन कातिल राहों से ।
गांव के चौराहे से, नदी के किनारों से ।।
आज वो राहे रहीं ना तुम ।
बेअदब सा करके, ना जाने कहां चले गए तुम ।।
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हद है ....
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वादा था जो जन्मो तक, साथ निभाने का ।
हर वक्त, हर पल यादों में आने का ।।
क्यू ना आज फिर मैं भी तोड़ दू वो कसम ।
झूठे से ख्वाब देकर, ना जाने कहां चले गए तुम ।।
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हद है....
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तुम्हारे दिए हुए कंगन के साथ तोड़ डाले मैंने सारे भ्रम ।
कब की आस लिए बैठी थी, आने की तुम्हारे बलम ।।
कहते थे जो तुम, तेरे बिना निकलेगा ना हरगिज ये दम
तनहा कर, अकेला छोड़, इस दुनिया से ही चले गए सनम ।
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हद है, ऐसे भी कोई जाता है क्या 😭

Written by:- Vikash Yadav

I hide suicide letters under my pillow. Letters that I wrote every time I lost a reason to live. Letters that I wrote every time I was tempted to slice open my vein; to slip into the darkness once and for all.

I have died each time I wrote a letter and I will live forever in the pain of my words and the dried stains of my tears on those aging pieces of paper.

My manicured nails are home to my anxiety, my fears. They haunt me every second of my day as they wait for the right time to come near.

I try my best and I try so hard not to listen to their murmurings that echo inside my brain. I try not to believe them when they say that I'm worthy of all the pain.

I wake up in the middle of the night, drenched in my own sweat and tears. I am scared of the demons of my nightmares that now live with me and sleep in my bed.

A shiver runs down my spine whenever something good happens in my life. For I am accustomed to the feeling of loss and I'm scared if without my loneliness I'll survive.

I'm always building walls around me with the bricks of broken promises. I wonder if not trusting anyone is the only way of keeping my soul safe!

I hear echoes of sinister laughter of my God as he watches me battle with my life every second and every minute of every breath that I take. I close my eyes and I see him looking at me, enjoying every struggle that I make.

Your God might be your savior but mine is a puppet master who gets off on tragedy and heartaches. Maybe that is why all I have ever felt was the pain.

They read my poems and ask me if I'm depressed. But I don't know what to say for I'm not sure if I know the answer to their questions, I'm not sure by depression what they want me to say.

So I ask them what it feels to be depressed. Is it the never-ending void that demands to be filled with poems and stories of the pain? Or it is a stranger that makes a home inside our mind and becomes our friend?

I don't know if being happy with sadness makes any sense. But it is easier that way, to wake up in the morning not expecting to have a good day. It's comforting to set out on a journey without a hope of finding your way back home!

- Karishma Yadav

My lungs breathe in the air and breathe it out just fine
And yet I don’t understand why I am dying.
I hear people say I think too much.
Maybe it really is my thoughts
That is choking not my lungs but my mind.
But I still don’t understand why,
Why would my thoughts intoxicate me?
Leave me to rot and suffer as I wait
For my slow and never-ending fate!
Every second of my existence that passes by
I feel not just alone but lost in my own mind
No, don’t ask me to talk about it
Cuz I’ve got trust issues and I’m scared,
I’m scared of what this slow death is doing with me
Making me comfortable with the chaos hidden inside
It wants me to push everyone away,
For it wants to have me all for itself
And that is not what scares me the most,
It is a part of my own that wants to surrender.
Maybe surrendering to it is my only way out.
I am tired of listening to my thoughts,
Reminding me of everything I’ve lost,
Reminding me that I am all alone
And tell me over and over again
That embracing the chaos that lives in me
Is my last shot to survive this storm.
I am drawn towards things that cut and burn
And with the storm raging inside,
I’m not sure if I have a lot of time.
I am fighting every day,
Choking on my own breath every second
But I may also give up any minute
And maybe when my ashes are finally scattered away,
I’ll not be a hostage in my body anymore
For I’ll find my freedom,
I’ll find my solace!

Karishma Yadav

When I looked at her for the first time.
I lost in deep and deep thought
Oh then hypothetical stories I made in mind.
That went whole pale night in sought.

Oh god I pray thee,
Once you pass her in my lane to see.

Oh the prayer was accepted, she appears.
Bewildering I hopped like a kangaroo in rear.

I gladly glanced in the galaxy of glee.
Her adorably grin then made me free.

Then we flew high in the air like a cloud.
Relishing the test of togetherness with proud.

I used to make her laugh everyday,
But alas she abruptly Relinquished me one day.

From then days and nights became motionless,
Seas, oceans, rivers, streams, brook mountain seemed faded,
Sky,  Stars, sun, moon, all heavenly bodies appeared emotionless.
But oh all the impalpable gripe that was I laded.

From dusk to dawn I used to trace her everywhere,
Not her a single Notch i could find anywhere.

Hurrah! Haphazardly I met her after half a decade,
She eloquently explained me the seclusion she made.

Now When I looked at her for the last time,
I lost in deep and deep decision,
For the seclusion there was a reason.

                           ~~~Dharmendra Yadav

I thought...🤔
it was serious & endless bond , while you were careless and merely fond....
We've had moments , enough to be bold
They all had pledged together for time to hold...
But let's tell them first who slithered and rolled....
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Come on darling !..... it happens......
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Remember...✌️
When we first met, allowed your head to rest.
Shared emotions, made promises till life next
Talked for months, dreams were so vast...
But let's tell them first who broke the trust...
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Come on darling !..... it happens......
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Yes, now i recall...😐
You called me *******, nonsense and rude..
First, how about discussing your attitude...
The other day, u made allegations, called me crude...
You must be happy now, how is your mood...
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Come on darling ! ..... it happens......
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I am broken but would stand for sure...
Don't you worry , i m gonna move...
You acted swindle, was it mine failure..
Congrats sir, you deserve a salute...👨🏻‍✈️
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Now listen carefully..😡
I warn you...I challenge you...
Don't you dare to write something often...🔥
All i can say for now....
Come on darling ! ..... it happens......🤷‍♀️




Written By:-  Vikash Yadav