Once an untouched land;

An undisturbed beauty of sand,

Was wrapped in swathes of 

Yellow marked stripes

Indicating ownership and sale

And undisputed scale.

Bricks supported by scaffolds,

Molten metal poured in the moulds,

Before the arrival of winter

And the first wave of cold,

There was a tint of gold

That the builders could behold.

And under the veil...

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At the edge of the 

Apprehensive dark street,

Eyes often fail to meet

And in the moments 

When they fleetingly do,

The few tungsten lights 

Begin to constantly blink. 

The space for car parking 

Must've marked a lot of 

Departures and separation. 

Blur vision caused by droplets;

Rain isn't always the culprit,

But sometimes the eyes 

Well up and overflow ...

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In those fearless eyes

I spotted a pang of dread,

Closing the streak of tries

You finally bent the lead. 

Taking your bagful of stories

To the place where gravity ends,

You must be sharing memories 

With your long-lost friends.

Uncountable vivid memories 

Will forever be treasured,

In the loss of all and any hope,

Your words will be measured. 

All...

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Grief drops down my eyes 

In spotless disguise 

Into the winter's ice

Like the smoke from a cigarette 

That attempts to merge with the air.

The gloomy weather

That precipitates despair 

Tries to be less grey 

And a lot more fair;

Am I a frequently visiting guest 

To this benumbing season 

Or is it the other way around?

There's talk of sound healing 

But ...

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I stand before the threshold 

Of the dire circumstantial area,

Where the scent of curable drugs

Gives me a feeling of nausea. 

The long white corridor giving 

Room to sick and sickened patients,

Simultaneously tests the patience

Of related hearts living in suspence.

While the projected monitor-beeps

Fail to needfully and steadily beat,

Death nearly arrives a...

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His typing machine 

Makes a satisfying sound,

He tries to revisit something 

That was lost and never found,

The things that likely cage 

Are freed on the page,

Constructed and textured. 

He has mastered the act

Of ignoring the disturbances,

Any kind of noise, vocals, yelp,

Or an immediate ask for help

Goes into the abyss of ignorance.

Bringing out his ...

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There's a new birth of green

In the heavenly golden hour,

The finest that I've ever seen

Seeking a satisfactory pour.

The sun's out and about,

The clouds aren't in a rush,

A ray is absorbed by a trout

In the mid-morning hush. 

Melodies end the silence

When certain birds and flies

Breakout of the broad fence

To paint the panoramic sky.

A distant wh...

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Under the purple sky of love 

And intimacy, I find no fragility,

But only excuses and alibis;

There's sometimes you,

Trying hard to hide,

And there's sometimes I,

Trying hard to abide. 

Everytime my parents quarrel,

And toss up the word "divorce,"

I wish for it to never land;

I am constantly forced to believe 

That people are bound to leave,

And that behind...

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There's silence in the city,

Before the very first light,

And although I'm fully awake,

I still feel the essence of night.

Sleepless hours of thinking 

The absolute unpleasantness

Widespread transluscence in light

Like the clouds disliked the sight.

Expecting every acquaintance 

To be elevated on tranquillity

Would discompose and knock 

My own commensensi...

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There were a few words left unspoken,

The lawn with uneven grass 

And a window with cracked glass

Was fixed to spotless perfection,

Moody lights for the night

Were given undisturbed connection,

Crotchets were rewritten,

Wardrobe was diversified,

And a long-lost-friend 

Was dialed again,

A break in chain

To lay down the butterfly effect 

Hinting a probable mayhem...

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A week old sapling 

Almost weakens out of thirst

When a newly formed cloud bursts,

I, amongst all the other observants

Tend to look at it tenderly,

And learn that I'm in that 

Selfless place where an individual 

Or a group of considered minimalists

Do, and give, and never ask,

Even when it was never 

Their scheduled task. 

I rest my head 

In this endless ea...

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Calm like an unmoved pond,

Rage doesn't often respond,

Dwelling in a meditative state,

Unbothered of the twist of fate. 

Heart steady and disengaged,

Mind teleported to a different age

Where every other instigator 

Has turned into a solitary sage. 

I don't feel tamed or caged

Until someone rewinds the page

To the chapter of recklessness

Where I carried an...

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I see someone from time to time,

Thriving to be substantially fine;

Previously vivacious and evergreen,

Until the unpredictables were seen.

She sits alone on a mediocre bench,

Still, consumed by unknowables,

Unbothered by the world around

Like she's laying in a deserted trench.

There are healing cuts on her hand,

There are unhealed cuts on the tree,

They sta...

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There's a brighter side to her skin,

The one that has never 

Lessened her chance to win,

In life or otherwise,

She's never had to disguise,

In her illuminating presence

Even the suppressed 

Begin to gradually rise.

The eternally attached patch

Catches attention; side-eye glances,

Some curious and some peculiar,

But it doesn't give her fear,

She has won her ...

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North and South decided to meet 

After decades long, bitter conflict,

Diversity in culture captured the streets,

Although a few condescending ones 

Had irrational reasons to contradict. 

All was fun and the sun shun bright 

Above the ones who had once 

Put up an ugly fight. 

The city was sparkling in the daytime,

And even more so in the nights,

There was pro...

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Breaking heart is a doddle to some,

Some go along with the hum,

Their tune is unpleasantly cold,

And is worldwide sung and sold. 

A road that leads to nowhere,

You will find me walking there

With the great hope of a reunion;

Beyond the hill lives my companion.

I walk with a shunned ray above me,

But a fire inside my shelled heart,

And so, warmth comes easy 

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I doubt that the mustangs

Stay within the confines of a farm

In the middle of the night,

They must be curious to find

The unicorn with an angelic light.

The pitcher plant might at times 

Be tired of putting on a fight,

It must be laying off the sight

And resting it's head on the low grass.

The water looks still and bugged 

And contempt in the coloured glass,

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There's someone I often think about,

She resides in the centre of my heart,

And echoes in every corner of my mind,

There can never be a replacement

For meeting her was a beautiful accident 

That left more than just a dent.

Her absence has always been loud,

Her bodiless presence is serene 

Like the world behind the clouds,

I keep her in my imagination 

For she's u...

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Is this one of those final nights?

His cautious mind begins to think,

And the only existing light

Begins to perpetually blink. 

Is this one of those final nights

Where the blank page waits

For the last bit of the ink,

And the equivocal breaths

Insinuate that the lungs 

Are beginning to sink?

Is this one of those final nights

Where the evening sky

Sets ...

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The evening sun is out of sight,

And while the day felt mighty nice,

The greyness makes way

For a black night, torrential pours

And flickering candle-lights;

It’s cataclysmic attitude

Alienates me from myself.

The books lying on the shelf

Have all been touched and read,

I’m aware of the plots and drops;

Who’s alive and who’s dead,

So, I delve into nothingnes...

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There are three strings missing

On my violin,

I think of touching the last one,

But it’s very delicate and thin,

Outside the dusty window

And closed-compact walls,

Is a road that goes far

And stands tall.

Down that easy road,

Bearing risks of a rough patch,

Some blind-trustingly go aboard,

While some get weighed down

By the fear of detach.

There are...

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At times, a little after nine,

I find myself at the dream-mine,

Where the enormous rocks

Having nerve-like structures

Of unseen, unique colours,

Produce a remarkable shine.

They reflect memories and

Spoken words, of which,

Some are extractable with ease,

While some claim to have been mine,

But fail to easefully release.

The glitter in them often

Br...

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They say love begins

With a long, soul-soothing,

Confessional walk

That ends at a dock

Facing a beautiful sunset,

Where a luring tune of a flute

Promises that love is cute.

Lucky are ‘they’ who say so,

But if their lines fail,

And efforts go in vain,

Would they lay low?

I’ve heard to their sanctimonious talks,

I’ve also been on such walks

And I don’...

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When the sun goes down

And the moon calls for the night,

The forthcoming darkness

Calls for plenty of light.

There comes a wretched figure

From far out of sight,

He trips and falls and stalls

And crawls like he is very slight.

The moment he passes through

The flight of slippery stairs,

We wonder if this is yet another day

Filled with atrocities and despa...

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When warmth takes a rapid turn to blue,

And with an urge to find someone new,

They choose to be deliberately obtuse,

And love is their term deceivingly used.

The fear of being sucked into banality

Never let’s their sufferings be set free,

They’re selfish and eager to borrow,

Unbothered about passing the sorrow.

They embody affection and originality,

Hiding well...

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School days were fun…

The excitement and exhilaration

Would wake me up

Before the sun.

Toasts, eggs, cereal,

Indian-pancakes or buns,

I’d eat anything served

And demand for none.

Cycling along with a friend

Used to feel more elating than  

Being on a school-bus

That’d easily transcend.

English and vocabulary

Were simply the best,

And che...

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My past has often

Hunted me down,

But with a timely humour,

Rose the inner clown;

I’ve faked a few smiles

With inexplicable ease,

None that’ve given me

Mere peace.

All by myself,

I see a true smile

Through a distant mile,

Perhaps it’s my own

That I had years ago disowned,

It’s adamant to cross

The unseen border,

And so am I,

A heart of anxiety

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So, this is the final slide,

The night feels long and dull,

And the teardrops are hard to hide

As we walk back to null.

Our destinies were prepared

But we weren’t,

The house that we called home

Will soon be on rent,

My legs feel heavy,

I wonder how you feel…

This mask of forced smile

Is begging to be peeled.

So, this is the final slide,

We walk this...

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There is something about May,

Things that seem promising,

Fail to stall or stay;

Half of me has faded

Like the half-moon,

While the other half

Frantically foresees June

Arriving pretty soon.

My heart’s filled

With an unnamed feeling,

And to say that

I’m not the only one to be

Carrying it would be

The safest thing to say.

But who am I to say?

...

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Sometimes your problems

Seem very small,

When compared to

Someone who manages

To rise every dawn

After every dusk’s fall.

One such personality

Dutifully delivers

To unknown locations,

While a large chunk

Of his mind worries

About fund allocation;

Drenched in rain,

Or stuck in traffic,

He makes sure to

Deliver our picks.

Consecutive mont...

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I looked out the window

At the early morning light

That unusually laid low,

My routine walk didn’t

Feel the same,

There weren’t any

Red-whiskered bulbuls

Calling out my name,

The wind was perhaps

At a different place,

Uphill windmills kept

Mum about its trace.

There was silence

And stillness around,

Except for some heavy

Machinery sound,

The t...

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If I blow a dandelion,

Would my wish

Come true?

Would the wind

Carry it to the place

Where I want it to?

A part of me,

A large part of me,

Resides in that

Tiny pappus,

I dislike this distance

That has separated us.

You live in a place

That’s completely

Alien to me,

And I live in a place

Where you used

To be.

I’m tiny to the un...

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I hear voices,

Familiar voices

Of agonizing tones,

In an apocalyptic zone,

Within a zone,

Within a zone.

I look around

And I’m not alone.

There are saviors,

Rangers, rescuers,

Fighters and warriors.

There are also cries

For immediate help

Echoing all around;

Growing count of

Unquiet worriers

Feeling unsound.

My little finger

Brushe...

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Dark was the night,

Dead were the streetlamps

And all the car headlights,

Half-alive city junkies

Lined-up for methamphetamine

As I bumped into a man

Who seemed sober and fine.

I bought out my camera

As he adjusted his eyes,

Lens focused on him

As he tried hard to smile,

His eyes blinked slower than

The slow shutter speed;

I could see some white

On t...

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Displaying the art

Of dips and mixtures

Behind the brown,

Blending counter,

Wondering what’s

In-stored for me

To encounter?

The day is new,

With a few new faces;

Some seem secretive,

While some lay

Approachable traces,

Some indulged in

Small-talk dates,

And some drowned

Quickly into lust-chases.

A pair of eyes peered

Outside the window...

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‘It’s been over a decade,’

My aunt often mentions,

Although it seems

Like yesterday,

Watching them walk

Together in the

Shopping arcade.

There’s immeasurable

Amount of anger

And insecurity,

But there’s no hatred.

My uncle often says,

‘I should’ve given it

Another chance instead.’

They haven’t seen

Each other since

Their agreed, mutua...

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Our inconsistent

Pattern of rhythm

Often befuddled me,

Where had I gone wrong?

This was supposed

To be our song;

A song of happiness,

Of love, and of freedom

To dream of foreverness.

Am I just a pawn

In your chess?

I wonder when

Are you planning

To confess.

Your silence

Makes me restless,

I’ve frantically

Pictured my future self

T...

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Half past five,

Post work hours,

I walked through

The narrow passageway

Towards the parking lot,

Where cigarette smoke

From agitated employees

Occupied entirely.

They complained about

Managers, underpayment,

And too much work

For too long while,

And I added-on to

Nine-to-five.

Besides the backlashing

Was the backdoor

Of a busy restaurant...

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Head down, underconfident eyes,

Mouth sealed due to the fear

Of uttering more fake replies,

Mind that was once honest

Had made room for pests,

His falsehood made him

Gain none and lose a few,

The only few whom he knew.

Some devastating ones,

While some were white,

Some gave him peace,

While some kept him up

During the long nights.

He walks past my home

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I’ve lived through

Few blunted stories,

Upfront with mere

Experience of faults

Or dealing with flaws.

Tickets to new chapters

Were readily available

And I’d taken them all

Without thinking twice;

Planning a little

Would’ve been wise.

But wisdom is

Comprehended and

Implemented only

With time and

Refined age.

Time and again,

Due...

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Hands that firmly

Cupped my face,

And lips that

Imprinted love

All over me,

Every single day,

Have begun to

Slowly drift away.

I can’t really make

Her stay,

Though I extremely

And in the most

Sincerest of ways

Want it,

I can no longer

Have a say in it.

I have seen eyes

That used to once

Carry love for me,

Rolling away;

Hid...

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Dim lights in the bar,

A singer reveals

The deepest secrets

Of a cupid-like star,

Eyes firmly shaking

Hands with the sky

Through the window,

Hands on the guitar

Doing the best

That they know.

A round of applause

Brings his mind

Back to the embodied

Artistical presence,

Amongst the patrons

And familiar faces

Stood a new guest

Who produced

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Their contentment

Is my cure,

They are the remedy

To any kind of pain,

Even the ones

That seem hard

To endure.

Where I am,

What I am,

Has largely

To do with them;

I’m the leaf

To their stem.

An unmovable

Feeling of secureness,

Is what this

Togetherness ensures,

There’s nothing more

Deep and there’s

Nothing more

Pure.

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I’ve stood gazing

At the treasures

From outside

The bar window,

And sometimes

Made my way

Only to momentarily

Stay.

Lately things

Haven’t clicked right,

I’ve failed to capture

What was in sight;

Speak of the

Curiosity to buy,

I’ve hopelessly

Walked out

With a sigh.

The limited-time deal

That I couldn’t steal,

Punishing my...

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There’s a scorpion

In the lavender field,

And my Gemini heart

Has dived too deep

Into the world of purple.

I’ve been told that

There’ll be hurdles,

That things could fall apart,

But I don’t mind being stung

By a living piece of art.

She makes me feel complete,

Like the field embraces the feet,

Like the romantic air that surfs

Passionately on the oc...

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I smell its aroma

In the vicinity,

And though its

Syllabically new,

I’ve heard about

It’s trauma more

And less about it

Being true.

I’ve foraged for

Many things;

Necessary things,

Vital and odd things,

But never for love.

I remember

Opening my eyes

For the very first time,

Only to see my parents

Not feeling fine.

Sooner or la...

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Today seems like

A melodious day,

A song that’s played

Across the street

Makes me want to

Leave my seat

And brunch halfway.

On my way,

I see a familiar man

Seated with someone

Who looked different than

His wife; He quickly looks

Away from me,

Making it obvious

That it wasn’t

The first time.

He should know

That I’d never pry,

O...

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I see Mowgli

In-between the greens,

The luckiest person

That I’ve ever seen,

His eyes weigh heavy

Out of desperation,

Gazing at the

Beginning

Of the city.

He looks at the

Veneered part;

The presentable

And pretending

People of the street,

And I think to myself,

Only if he knew

What was beneath.

Splinters of deceit

That could s...

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I look at the

Celadon green grass

From behind a closed glass,

It seems to be fully alive,

Extracts and feels things,

Natural things,

Beautiful things,

That have been

Lately hard for me

To derive.

Living in solitude,

Parts of me have

Turned destitute.

I do not know

If my caretakers

Have moved out

Or will come back

And forever stay,

It...

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On the over-occupied

Pale pavements,

Burdened by eternal

Financial predicament,

Some eloped and

Settled for the least

Unwillingly,

While some were

Abandoned and

Cruelly discarded

By their kin,

Though they hadn’t

Committed any sin.

A kid followed me

Down the bustling street,

And although he

Wasn’t well-groomed,

Tidy or neat,

He spoke w...

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