Recent Poems

Writing again…

a poem by Shailesh .

Took years to pen down
Looked many places of town

Found nothing to crown
Earth is still brown

Trying to keep day slow down
Sleeping is became really grown

Took years to pen down
Looked many places of town

Scattered Beauty

a poem by Mirza Sharafat Hussain Beigh

And then
When the night nighed
Her beauty sighed
She looked again into mirror
Beauty scattered by any error
Her face is a piece of cheater
Expert as liar quite neater
Then smoke emanated
As if my wishes detonated
Glasses broke into pieces
Ashamed of reflecting her face
To my Love, this is disgrace

Common Man through a Magnifying Lens

a poem by Dharitri Bharatbhai Ramanlal

My glance at the common man makes me feel weird,
Always I do wonder where they get this worries reared,
Deity’s puja with which they have their morning geared,
‘Tilak’ with which they always have their foreheads smeared.

With enormous belief system, they always bow down in submission,
The causes of such devotions always being random,
Few of their minds filled with the dreams of mansion,
While the others busy thinking about today’s ration.

Some have their house keys hanging around their waist,
For safekeeping, their owner’s paradise leaves their places in haste,
The warmth of early morning sun, all seasons they get to taste,
Opportunity to earn the single holy bread they don’t want to waste.

Marriages being an integral part of their age,
Invest all their sweat in making this golden cage,
Sooner they start overwriting on their page,
In penning down the needs of their lineage

This monotonous regime takes a toll on their health,
But yet they haven’t amassed any wealth,
All they can do is teach their children about commonwealth,
For them, this is the only way living with stealth.

This is how the ego melts,
The juice of which we all smelt,
Thousands of stories whose depth we felt,
The way in which life is dealt

Grandma

a poem by Shubham Kamble

Her musky, aged, antique smell.
Every Wrinkle on her face had a tale to tell.
Cracks on her palms, treasured stories of hardships and struggles.
Walked with a limp, like a boulder on her shoulder back.
Didn’t fall even with the deepest toe crack.
I lay my head on her motherly warm lap.
Her silvery smooth flowing hair,
gleamed with pride for her only heir.
She caressed my hair, sent chills down my spine.
Don’t you worry grandma, down here everything is (not so) fine.
Wish you were there for me when I needed you the most.
I will be there in the stars, will meet you once I’m mighty close.

Wishing You

a poem by Amshudharsai K

Hello, my sweet and cute being
I am your friend
How you consider?
I be the same

Your frenzy emotions sound good
And your caring heart just melts me
As I say, you assemble as divinity source
When I am stuck

My heart gets warm, happy
When your cheeks look like glaciers
And your smile just be the childish
Be the person you are

May be principled, weird, crazy, cool
Everything goes when it poisons
I know Sweety you know the act of society
Make your opportunities good

Happy birthday to the dearest friend
And a consern to the society in front
May God give all the happiness
And wish you a bright future

Live, smile, love, LOL
And make your day
As you have to live in present
Wishing you a happy being for your prospects

Invaded Identity

a poem by Mirza Sharafat Hussain Beigh

I am me
Who said this?
So is my body
An invaded custody
Occupied by her
Thoughts and memories
Two sided glossaries
Not a reflection is mine
That would determine
My own identity
Out of my sanctity

I may be a string
Of any cacophonous Sitar
Where she creates
On my wounds
Riot of sounds
Without bounds

Words about to break

a poem by Mirza Sharafat Hussain Beigh

Why don’t you kill me
By the speed of light
And forget those times
When evenings vanished
On our wet heads
And when we together
Sighed so much that
We were prone to break
~
Let me hold you
In my endless arms
Where I will lose you
In the depth of Love
And I will find you
Again in the dreams
The dreams those
Crave for my sleep
In my sleepless nights

In His Wait!

a poem by Mirza Sharafat Hussain Beigh

When did I say, like this you wait?
To fix your gaze on my portrait.
In yearning of me, she is dazed,
Thorns in hand firmly she seized,
Without a blink, her eyes freezed.

(A girl deep in love with poet waits for him,
when mirza is late enough to make her weep In His Wait.
Mirza Expresses his concern for beloved.)

Journey

a poem by Shimna Prasad

I don’t know how to define the word journey
It’s simple for someone
It’s so complicated for somebody
It’s thrilling for a few
It’s an end for others

But what really matters in a journey
Whether the starting point or the destination
What if the journey finds you a different destination
Whether to turn back or to continue or to end up?

Choice is yours to define that journey
Turning back will lead you back to where you started
Making no difference and no definition
Continue will welcome you with a new starting point

With handful of surprises and hopes to your new destination
Ending up will lead you nowhere else than to the darkness
Choice is yours to redefine your journey
It never starts… and it never ends…

Mirage

a poem by Sunshine Anonymous

Every time
I try harder than before
But the distance between us
Forever seems to grow

You keep on going away
Filling me with nothingness, despair you spray
Yet the distance between us
Persists, to my dismay

A mirage, you seem to me
A silhouette so hard to see
A desire I have, to feel you, hold you
And so, the distance between us I wanna bridge

You’ve made me a recluse
Loneliness I effuse
Still, the distance between us
I can’t seem to reduce

The Sweetest You

a poem by Deepa Dash

I don’t want you to be a doctor,
I don’t want you to be a engineer,
No need of being a scientist,
Neither a lecturer not an artist.

I don’t want you to exert,
For in your field, You are an expert.
As so easily you stole my heart,
I don’t know when did it start.

I like you, what you are,
So, no need to go so far.
Just make a promise far future,
To trap me forever in the enclosed.

Your encloser means in your arms,
I swear I can never forget it’s charm.
In you heart, I wanna be caught,
For which I wanna be in your dreams and swim in your thoughts.

We are, were and always be friends,
Till in the earth life sustains.
May God almighty shower his blessings,
For us to be together forever and ever…

Kargil Soldier – A Tribute

a poem by Dhilla SamsonKumar

High on the mountain snow
I have taken a vow
To keep my country glow
In spite of infilters flow
I have given the unjust a blow

High on the mountain mist
I have taken the bullet on chest
To make my country the best
In spite of all odd test
I have given you all a safe best

High on the mountain bed
I have stained the snow in red
To give my country what I said
In spite of things I wed
I lay here on mountain dead

I painted

a poem by Sneha Harichandan

I painted the whole galaxy on my body
Blistering with dark stars that refused to glow.
No, my soul resembles a black hole
That ruined every damn thing on its way
But you still are on empty canvas
And my fingers are yet to find your colours!

I painted a world with the mixed colours of yours emotions
Wondering with lights that exictes me to burn
Yes, my soul resembles with your world
That charmed every single angle at the edge
But I still are on my full pouches
And my eyes are yet to tell a story!

Happiness galore!

a poem by Priyal Narang

When we get something unexpected
Or when we accomplish our goal
Or when we spend time with someone near
We experience a sudden feeling of joy
Which can’t be expressed
It can only be felt
That is that moment of a day
When we say that I am in seventh heaven
And no one can stop us
From enjoying this pleasure
And we keep savoring this hidden treasure!

What we experience is happiness galore,
But where does this feeling go when situations are sore?
Why do we need a reason for happiness?
We should be happy even in times of distress.
We should convince our heart,
That life is God’s art.
Along with water, there will also be drought,
Never give in easily,
Remember, your situation is not worst,
Be happy and hope for the best.
Find joy in little things.
Try to be ecstatic,
And you will never be pessimistic!

Happiness is like a tiny ball of light
Which comes from within
True happiness doesn’t come from achieving acquisitive things
It is beyond that
It is searching for contentment
And not always achievement.
Try to be glad
Because there is no rewind and forward button in life
So enjoy each moment
And make your life worthwhile!

Woman and her struggles

a poem by Priyal Narang

Women are born with great powers,
She is a life giver and a miracle creator.
Women are very beautiful.
They are worshiped as goddesses.
They are as precious as pearls.
Yet in the end it is she who suffers all twists and turns.

A woman has the power to heal,
But all she gets for herself is so many ordeals.
Not a single day passes,
When women are not dealt with abuses.
They are molested or beaten every day,
Which breaks them from inside.
God, keep me safe today is all that they pray.
So tough is their life!

Every year we celebrate Women’s day,
But do we have the guts to say?
That there exists a small place,
In this big world,
Where women can be safe.
Where there is someone whom they can trust,
Who is not craving for lust.

All women need to be strong,
You need to overcome all fright.
Remember that you were born with might,
And you have to win this fight!

Because men will be men.
Their nature will not change.
It’s their mentality.
It’s you who need to be firm.
And show them the reality!