Where are my tears?

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fears, Poem, sadness, Tears

I promised myself tears,
I promised myself pain
I failed to uphold my fears
I didn’t even cry in the rain

What went wrong? What snapped?
Have the circuits all gone awry?
I always thought I would feel trapped
I always thought I’d endlessly cry

The memories no longer bring an ache
A smile, sometimes, a chuckle too
Wasn’t I supposed to crack and break?
Unable to know what I should do…

Why this clarity? Why this peace?
Forevermore an agony erased
Why didn’t the world end, but is at ease?
Why isn’t this the worst I have faced?

Death, thy gloomy hands don’t hold
Power over me anymore, anymore
I promised myself tears, but behold!
Today’s just another day, like before…

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Sit in front of a mirror

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Mirror, Poem, story, thoughts

Sit in front of a mirror
Write about every wrinkle on your face
Write about all the pain, the terror
Write about your blessings, the Lord’s grace

Paint a picture of your life
Moments etched in colour
Balanced on the edge of a knife
Moments, that could have been duller

Sit, and ruminate, think aloud
What horrors you faced, yet here
You are, alive and ticking, proud
Sit and vanquish all your fear

The words will come, like tomorrow’s sunrise
They’ll flow unbidden like a river
Like a teardrop at the edge of your eyes
Sit, and make time quiver…

Sit, until the story’s finished, done
The art, it blooms all on its own
It blinds everyone it meets, like the sun
Then walk away, happy, alone…

why do we do these things?

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Instant, Poem, thoughts, Why

Why do we cling,
To hope and fear alike
Why do we keep waiting,
For one or the other to strike?

Why can’t we ever be
Free from our mortality?
From worries, from blight
Free from this sordid plight

Why do we want, something new
To pacify our morbid souls
Why aren’t we ever happy
With our assigned roles?

In this chaos, this order,
We look for boundaries, a border
And then we’re happy, boxed in
This purgatory, this bubble of sin

Becomes our wonderful pathway
And we gambol about
Until, until one fatal day
We hear that bloody shout

Death’s here, O Death’s here
To take away your dreams
And then we surrender, with a tear
To Time’s unbidden streams…

Listen

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Heart, life, Poem, thoughts

Sometimes if you listen, listen hard
You can hear your heart crying
And like words on a Hallmark card
They’re useless, yet you keep lying

To yourself, to others,
To the mirror on the wall
The sobs, they get louder
And yet you don’t heed the call

Sometimes, there are words
Scratched in blood, inside
And like little caged birds
They wanna fly outside

Sometimes if you listen,
A story they can tell
Your heart, it’s not just a muscle
But you treat it like a shell

A knickknack, a souvenir,
pumping all the day
A box to hold memories,
But it cannot have its way

Sometimes if you listen,
you can hear your heart say
I wanna fill you up with love
But this blood comes in the way

Little things

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Poem, The little things, thoughts

What is it around you,
That makes you smile a little
That makes you not feel blue
That makes you strong, not brittle
It might be a little cushion, red, all agog
Or a little statue of a big smiling dog
It might be a painting, that you made, one day
Or a table or a shelf, where you hide things away
What is it around you, what little thing
That make you happy and content
While running this race, and suffering
That bring back memories, like a scent
Hold it hard, hold it near
Reminisce, repent but do not fear
For this is life, ’twas always so
A little smile, a long way to go…

Baatein mere dil se

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Hindi, Poem, Sleep

Maine dil se kaha, ae dil
Dhoond tu koi khushi aaj
Dhoond, in taaron mein jhil mil
Koi hasne ki wajah mile aaj

Mere dil ne kaha, bande sun
Tu kyu rota hai, aansu rok
Taaron mein nahi, yaadon se bun
Woh haseen pal, aur bhoolega shok

Un lamhon ko chun, is pal ke liye
Jinhone kabhi tujhe rulaye
Kabhi hasi ke phuwware bhi diye
Jo aa jaate hai bin bulaye

Maine Dil se kaha, ae dil, zara sun
Bas ek chaadar banakar dede mujhe
Bani kuch in yaado se, zara chun
Odhke jise so jao, duayein deta chalu tujhe

Mere dil ne kaha, abbe aalsi ladke
Kya raat ke andhero mein jagata hai
Dopahar ko badi mast neend so jata hai
Aur raat hote hi mann mein angaare bhadke

Chup chaap shayari band kar abhi
Ankhiyon ko de kuch vishraam
Subah ke intezaar mein na reh kabhi
Subah hote hi karna hai bahut kaam

Lockdown

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Alone, Bored, Lockdown, Poem

That corner of the house
That always felt mine
That painting, that chair
That table to dine

That fridge, it hath held so much treasure
A love so real, a love without measure
Those colors, on the walls, muted yet nice
That special bookshelf that could never suffice

That cupboard, it held so much in store
That Television, my true love, my core
That sofa, it’s curves so well contoured now
It knows me too well, it loves me, and how

And yet I’m so sick of it, sick of it all
Come next sunrise, come next nightfall
It all feels constricting, it feels like such pain
I wish I could go out, so that I could come back again…

Last night …

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Dreams, Last night, Poem, Spot poetry

Last night I dreamt I was alive
Last night I dreamt I saw the stars shine
Last night, I could swear I felt alive
Last night, I felt it all could’ve been fine

Was it all a dream, or was it really true
I don’t know how, let me know if you do
Last night I dreamt I saw your eyes
When I started counting all the stars in the skies

Even as the floor was on fire
And Hell burnt alive with the fruits of desire
Last night, it felt like the sea
The ocean calling out to me

The beach, each grain of sand
A moment of my life, that I could understand
Last night, it all felt so so new
Cry out, that’s all I felt I could do

Last night I dreamt I was just going
Out on the sea, on a rickety boat, rowing
Last night, I smiled as I laid eyes on the city
For the last time, for the last time in eternity

बाला

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कविता, बाल, Hair, Hindi, Poem

कभी उजड़े चमन की दास्तान सुनो
कभी उस टूटे दिल का हमदर्द बनो
जो लाखो लीटर तेल डुबाएं डुबाएं
पर एक छोटा सा बाल ना उगा पाएं

जो दिन भर फिरता, मारा मारा
दिल से फीका, हारा हारा
कभी वह खिलता, जब अंधियारा
कोई ना मिलता, जो उसे निहारा

टोपियों की फौज़, है दाखिल, निहाल
जो केवल दिखाए वह अनोखे कुछ बाल
बस पीछे की तरफ, ना आगे दिखाएं
जे दिख भी जाएं, ते समझ ना पाएं

कि आंसुओ ने कितना है उसे डुबोया
उसने हर वक़्त था किस्मत पे रोया
की चलाया गया था दिल पे नोकिला खंजर
क्यों उसी के सर पर दी, ज़मीन यूं बंजर।।

Fury

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Anger, Fury, Poem, Poems, Rage, Wrath

How do you calm the stormy seas
How do you silence a swarm of bees
That bubbling, boiling, raging mind
Broth of anger, one of a kind

How do you quell, a thousand erotemes
And yet not descend into extremes?
How do you soothe, that lava flowing
And keep your brittle mind from blowing?

How do you ply that insipid balm
That crack, that sizzle upon that palm
Crinkled forehead, burning shame
Rage, that rage, how will you tame?

For moonlit nights, no more bring peace
Furious, tempestuous, unwilling to bend,
Try as I might, my mind to fleece
This loneliness brings wrath, unwilling to end