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Grieving For A Long Lost Friend 


As in the middle of a stormy night,

Piercing through the clouds, the lightning flourishes,

And blackness melts away with the light, 

That brief moment surrenders to total darkness... 


In the hellish time of lockdown months 

My past days flash in my mind's sky,

And light me up with sweet recollections,

One after another image passes before my eye... 


A young girl sitting in a packed classroom 

And listening attentively to her teachers,

Or taking down notes of that day's lesson 

Or walking to blackboard to write answers... 


Or quarrelling to get space to sit and

To keep huge bags in small benches, 

Or to read a book, with a close friend

And getting re-united in a few moments... 


Or laughing and talking happily with her friends 

And playing with them in or out of class,

And telling a story which she liked very much 

And singing individually or in chorus... 


Or entering in exam hall, greatly tense and afraid 

After giving a final glance to notes and papers 

Then waiting anxiously for the result to be declared 

Experiencing joy or heartbreak afterwards... 


Or writing rhythmical verses and painting posters

And making models for an upcoming festive day,

Or singing or reciting in school functions 

These moments of reminiscence soon pass away... 


And I'm plunged into utter grief and sadness 

For being far away from a friend, who

Showed me the path to follow my dreams 

And brought one by one of them true... 


A fainting hope glimmers in complete darkness 

Of returning into the arms of that friend 

Whose transformation will be quick like a flash

From an empty building to a dreamland... 


Perhaps she will never know this sheer will 

Perhaps wind won't carry to her my moan,

This heartbroken cry will burst from me still 

"My school, my dear school, where have you gone!"




Ode To Death 


When will you come? After how many 

Eons of this never ending pain and sadness?

Come, rescue me from this valley of loneliness 

That shall forever remain filled with agony. 

Let your tranquil touch erase all grief,

Come, let this agonised life be torn apart,

In your iron fist stop the heart

That still beats a worthless, futile life.

Let the brutally slashed senses be quiet

And make all stabs of pain cease,

From the scorched, tearless eyes erase all light,

Stop the breathing, feared by all joy and bliss...

Come, death, deliver me from this plight, 

And take me to your land of eternal peace.




The Endless Ocean Of Sadness 


When the whole universe conspires to hurt you, 

The entire world turns hostile,

Every beauty of life mocks your helplessness, 

Laughs at your failures, your shattered dreams....


The golden sunlight does nothing than 

To remind you of the greyness of your life, 

The gentle breeze blows away all 

Hope, smile, delight that's remaining, 


Everything inside you wants to explode 

In a torrent of tears, a thousand screams

Want to burst from your bosom, but

The weight of agony crushes your voice. 


It burns your eyes tearless, 

Wants to slash your heart in shreds, 

To cover your senses with agonized blood,

To tear your worthless life apart....


It torments you until hell freezes over, 

The few slightly sympathetic hands

From around can't alleviate it, 

For you know, you're utterly alone in long run....


The only touch that seems comfortable 

The only hand that feels helpful 

Is of Death's.... you know, the angel who 

Can rescue you is none but Death......


You wait for his serene shadow 

To cover you with timeless sleep,

For his placid, tranquil hand 

To take you to the valley of eternal peace.




Please, Give Me Shelter In Your Arms 


I know, you'll not

Turn away from me,

In your arms you'll protect me 

From all pains and sorrows of the world 


So I want, I greatly want 

So run to you this very instant 

And slump under 

The great green trees in your yard


To comfort my scorched, tearless eyes 

In your delicate, affectionate, serene shadow

To embrace the ground I used to

Walk on to my paradise once...


Yes, let my last lie be in my paradise,

Hidden from the cruel, unforgiving world 

Under the sweet white blanket in your garden 

I'll drift to eternal dreams. 




The Beckoning Universe 


The glitters that adorned 

The eternal darkness of universe 

Were smiling at her,

Silently calling her, "Come, come!"


The stream of sweet wind flowed 

Through her mangled soul and stroked 

Lovingly her sore eyes and whispered, 

"Come, we'll take you with us!"


But she couldn't do anything than

Grasping the emptiness, and stretching 

Her arms to nothingness, because 

She knew, her dreams would be afar forever...


She knew, her wishes were empty as ever,

It was destined for her to get sucked 

Back to the primordial void of creation 

She was not the one to change that. 


She wanted the breeze to carry her

Yonder where the stars were beaming,

She wanted to get lost in ancient expance 

To become one with its cosmic entity. 


She wanted to tear apart 

The cruel rules of the unforgiving world, 

She wanted death to dissipate her 

In the oblivion of no return. 





In An Old School Room

Bleeding through the panels, the sunshine filters Into the long closed room, now opened; And blends itself with an ancient, painful dream Forgotten, or in deep sleep under The peeling blanket of hollow time drops.

Years ago, the same sun had Burnt dry the innocent dew-pearls In the bosom of a newly blossomed flower.

The room had held its first pain-drop, And went to sleep beneath nighted senses.

After long sunny days scorched, clouds darkened, Deep storms wrenched, thunders convulsed, Rains overwhelmed the flower for years, The room has unveiled itself in the hour of sunset.

Its long hidden tear-mist sharpens into A violent, ruthless blade of unseen agony That inflicts itself on the greyed flower To absorb till the last drop of its heart's blood, To shatter, to smash, to exhaust it.

Alas, the tree-angel who has held it for years, Now would hurl away it, in negligence or loathing, Too hateful to let it sleep at His feet.

Without anyone to cry for it, The departed flower would fade away in The stream of cruel, unforgiving time.





Come, Let's Play Together
Come, let's play together.
Let your delicate hand to hold mine Like no one ever did before; Look at me, smile at me, the first smile of assurance In this cruel, unforgiving world.
Allow your placid touch to touch me with All the tranquility of the universe; Come! Take me to your realm of serenity Utterly free from all harsh truths of world.
Lead me to the reality you hold beneath Your shadow of eternal sleep, The reality other than where The pure normal is pain, sorrow and despair.
They'll see blood splattering over me A rope cutting deep into my neck, or My body crashing to pieces, falling From a height lower than they wish me to rise
But I know I'll fall into your loving arms.
What they will never see I was torn and mangled deeper by them, My very own wishes and dreams they hanged, My own self was crushed, crushed by them!
Let your sweet lullaby put me to sleep, The eternal sleep with dreams of eternity; The dreams of eternal love and smile, where I'll find me in my very own self.

Come, death, let's play together!





You Are Never Alone 


You look in front of you, then behind

Then around, but there isn't any way

Nor there's any friend you can find

Everyone has forsaken you and gone away

You're completely alone in that valley of agony

Where you have to fight internally each day

Gradually you sink deep in your misery 

And each and every joy of life turns grey.


In front of others you pretend to be happy 

But inside you're a bloody, mangled mess

Torturing and agonizing the world slowly become

And all colours and beauties go in vain

Desperately you want others to help thee

But nobody ever realises your sadness

Worthless, deserted you want death to come

And free you from every sorrow and pain-


But why? Even if you consider 

Yourself not alive, think you are

A dead lump of flesh and blood, you've still

An existence, you are not just nothing. 

Your breath still flows, your heart's beating 

Pain, sorrow, disappointment you can feel, 

You're human, created by God, for the evil 

Can hurt you- just don't stop fighting. 


Who told you're friendless? It's not true.

Dear friend, nature never abandons you

The wind lovingly strokes your hair 

The golden rays of sun kiss your skin 

You are never, ever alone! Be bold,

You are not futile, for you still hold

God's wonderful gift that's life, don't despair 

You always have the power to do anything. 


Don't think you're worthless, for you are strong

You haven't lost to your sadness and pain 

So brave you are, they won't hurt you long,

They will leave you soon, and you'll win.

Don't ever let your sorrows defeat thee,

Look into its eyes and say, "I am happy."

Cheer up, dear friend, never stop hoping, 

Somewhere in this vast world, your friends are waiting. 




After Darkness Comes The Sun 


What if your wishes aren't fulfilled? 

God didn't grant them, because He plans

To bring you something you can't even imagine! 


When cloud covers the stars, you feel sad,

But when the sky clears, the moon shines 

More beautiful and bright than all stars!


Why grieve when your dreams are shattered? 

They are gone because they were too small

Compared to what is going to come true!


When sun is hidden behind clouds, you are 

Afraid of darkness, but then the lightning flashes 

More bright and dazzling than the hidden sun!


When sorrows surrounds you, why feel broken?

They have come because they want to surprise you

With the joy and delight awaiting ahead! 


Rise like a phoenix out of the ash of pain,

If sadness engulf you like an abyss of coal 

Shine like diamond in that darkness!


Every heartbreak is a reminder of upcoming joy, 

So never be dejected, dear friend, 

Be brave, and wait for the paradise ahead!




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