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Lalima Yadav Jun 2018
Each morning,

When I look into the mirror

I see you in my eyes

Yes true! That's another place

Where you reside.

All I wish to see more

Is to look at you

And your sweet smile.

I promise you that,

Through thick and thins of life.

It'll be me always

By your side

Helping you out to overcome

From your worst dilemmas.

Being your strength, your power

In the darkest scary nights.

Trust me on this.

Be it any of the craziest situations

But I'm going to be there with you.

I want to hear you

As long as you want me to listen.

Putting my best efforts

To be the best version

of your reflections

I am sure when I say that

I'll take the best care of you

Because as happy as you are

means that

I'm happy too.

No....never! I won't stop you

From exploring your heart

How could I?

I'm just the person

who would see you

Getting better as the day passes by.

Those days, when you'll be

Crying, silent or totally *******

Trust me, and then too

You'll find me nearest to you

Wiping out all your worries

And trying to make you smile.

I swear, at your most vulnerable state

I'll make you feel the most loved.

Those moments you'll take

The most important decisions of your life

I'll help you to stay up until the mid-night.

Even…if you ever fail

I'll remind you that

Darling! You are my HERO forever.

Maybe! Someday it happens

when you might forget that

How much you really mean to me

Believe me! Even that day too

I'll tell you and remind you

That I'm in love with you.

Nothing could set me apart

From you,

But the death, as it's powerful

And until I exist

I’ll care for you always

Remember that

You're my dearest friend.

Maybe! In this whole journey

I could not come across you

But then nothing in this world

Could stop me

Flying in love

truly, deeply, madly

With YOU; my hero!!!

©️ Lalima Yadav

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I request you all to please let me know what impression does this poem will left on a guy to whom such a piece of poetry will be dedicated. Highly obliged to you all.
Jyoti Yadav Feb 2017
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
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Lalima Yadav Jun 2018
Of all the places
I have never been before
I carried myself
With weight
Of a million wreath
To reach
Along the endless shore
Under the blue sky
Away from the citylights
That's where
My tears silently
Rolled down
That's when
I looked up back the sky
To start
Healing and blooming
Once again......

LALIMA YADAV
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Karishma Yadav Jan 2019
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
The poem talks about a girl who has been honey-trapped by a guy into the *** trafficking (Flesh Trade) business.
Jyoti Yadav Feb 2017
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
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Lalima Yadav Oct 2018
Hello! I hope you all are doing well. :)

Sharing a poem with you all Iwrote on this Monday. I guess many would be able to relate to it.



B E A U T I F U L

Serene spring time, the breeze doesn't sound sweet anymore,

The same place, so familiar, but I still feel so bored.

Numb completely, realised how badly things have rolled on,

Feeling helpless but I know I have to keep walking alone.

I tried not to invest my time on people but everybody who loved me, forced me so I did,

Wanted to talk nobody but people who cared for me insisted,

Died more than a half by that time but then he entered in my life and made me feel alive,

Spent a lot of happy time with him beauty of which words really can't describe.

I wanted to tell him that I'm a disaster,

Therefore, he should leave even when I didn't want that to happen,

Though I was always sure that he wasn't for a stay.

Unfortunately, that never happened, I, unknowingly didn't choose another way.

Instead I told him something I won't forgive myself for,

I appreciated him for what he was,

And spoke out everything about my feelings all at once,

That's when the things started changing.

He misunderstood my feelings for a forever promise,

And told me that he had some other plans,

I died a little more, that night

Honestly, I felt a heartache for the very first time

Thank you to a dear friend of mine who saved me on time.

I died, not because I wanted him, I swear I never thought of this

I always remember that I am a disaster,

My heart felt the deepest pain

For the words I said, those can't be erased

Tears rolled on after ages, cause I knew things won't be the same as before,

Always BEAUTIFUL.

~~ Lalima Yadav~~

(“wrongful appropriation" and "stealing and publication" of author's work will be subjected to copyright issues)

Thank you so much for your patience. Kind enough! :)

You won't mind going through this one -
https://www.quora.com/profile/Lalima-3
(collection of my poems)

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Honest criticism appreciated. Love.
Message - Sometimes expressing your thoughts, feelings is really not the best decision taken by you specially when you already know the consequences and understand that you won't be able to explain about those feelings to the other person. To love doesn't necessarily mean to be in relationship and to express your feelings doesn't mean you are asking for a relationship. Sometimes, you just have to say it.But, at times, it's one sided and leaving is the only option. To be honest, leaving is not easy, it doesn't end in a good way. You really have to make things bad (if not worse) before you leave, for your own good. Nobody ever with good ending of any relationship is able to forget the person he is away from. Everytime you see that person or even talk on messages, call, good memories will melt your heart and you never know, but you may fall again in the trap created by the heart. Therefore, in my not so humble opinion, it's better to have some bad memories (yes, it's required) before you say a goodbye. I know, it will spoil your image in front of the person whom you have loved so much, he may never want to look at you again, he may hate you but I guess this process is helpful in the process of your liberation. You may differ. But, logically it's applicable in almost every case. Sad but true!



Always use pen and paper to express. Expressing it to the person is most of the times embarrassing and leaves you with a forever guilt. GUILT is heavy!
Lalima Yadav Jun 2018
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 ©️®️
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Vikash Yadav Feb 2021
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 ।।
..
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 ।।
..
हद है ....
..
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 ।।
..
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
Karishma Yadav May 2019
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
This piece is a collection of thoughts that I had in my mind while I was battling with self-hate, self-loathing, depression, etc. I still get those days and this piece keeps me going. Maybe it will help you too! Let me know what you think about it.
Karishma Yadav Jan 2019
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
This poem talks about the mind-state of a person suffering from depression who is not aware of it. Depression is not a small issue, it has to be addressed and talked about. Spread awareness about the matter so that more and more precious lives are saved!
Vikash Yadav Feb 2021
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......
..
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......
..
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
The girl reply back to the boy...
Sequal of last poem
Dharmendra Yadav Jun 2020
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

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