Poems by Ashish Kumar

The Pain

a poem by Ashish Kumar

It is always painful to see people leave,
Compounded when they don’t even let you grieve,
Such times there is no one to talk too,
Yet things are perfectly fine to mock you.

Why is there a quest to learn the intricate,
Eventually, instead they tend to complicate,
Should pain not be accepted as gregariously as joy,
After all pain joy are nothing but language created ‘toy’

Now me standing under the dark clouds ready to get wet,
But I am worried that even before it rains, I’ll be drenched,
I now perfectly know whom should I talk too,
But ‘those’ is the one who potentially ‘ll cause the pain too.

As they say it is better to talk to someone about this,
It might be right to open in front of those whom you won’t miss,
I look around the class with the purpose froze
But it breaks like twig, in a deep breeze.

Banking completely on the words they have mentioned,
They’ll stay loyal to me and always concerned,
Only thing here for us to realise is now is,
Let some time, as there can be no better healer than this.

Pride and Humility

a poem by Ashish Kumar

Out of the window pane when I first see,
A building stand enigmatic strong and wise,
UnBothered Unexcited always in state of just be,
Yet protecting and caring whosoever within its see.

I continue to gaze and see a ugly black bird fly,
So insignificant, that it might want to cry,
But then it has habited itself to the sky,
And so it flies with no care or shy.

The bird passes across the building with the glory,
Yet the building stands erect with no qualms,
And doing what it does best in its own charm,
Proud of itself yet always humble to all.

It is not easy to loose but…

a poem by Ashish Kumar

Am now half asleep and half awake,
Trying to understand what is at stake.

Is it always necessary to give in so much,
And also put a face with no grudge.

Is it always right to follow the rules,
And this to me is like being a mule.

Should we not stand for I or ourselves,
Rather than for living for him or himself.

Now I have decided that I’ll not give in,
I’ll break the system or let them break in.

What now I seek is strength from inside,
The source of which with me will take many for ride.