sleep till you change the world,
iron rods on your shoulder-
carry them till the furnace.
thousand fireflies hovering above the chest
of your ember.

truth, he is your little boy
dont curse him if he eats you for dinner.

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throw stones at this still red pond.
rotten black heart is pumping this life to death.
where are your blue coloured marbles?
throw those to this still pond,
be proud-that you make my chest shiver.

where are those pills that eat my disease?
abandon your thoughts at my pond my dear.
each cell is murdering their neighbours
white is always white to me
red belongs to red.

cart moves on its own
where did you hide me?
sun is eating my light.
before the darkness declare me as its enemy
let me be free from light, for i belong neither with light or darkness.

murdered sunsets, orphaned sunrises
moon covered by stained white cloth
life claim its half, i claim my part
and in the middle you stand with your mob of conflicts
my window glass is broken.

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garbage truck carries my fart everyday
stones are always crazy about  movement
solitude impresses with wrinkles
neighbour with a knife singing a song
room shouts statements.
crowded yet empty, roads crave for a  barefoot.
riding on the wolf, shepherd still wander with his stick
looking for his lost sheep.

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riddled,  looking up the sky
roots  not seen,
ants strolled carrying their food
nobody bothered to bite me.
squeezing the earth under my feet
dying pebbles screamed my name.
where does my chain sprout?
my fertile grave, keep me warm.

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from the start, he smiled winking at sun
strolled with a smile in a starry night
killed bed bugs giving them a second chance
All came alone and left with his sharp edges

he is still there shattered,filtered,coloured

withered,wearied and happy.

on the way 1

day is sober with a light above
night so heavy embracing the darkness
one seed dreams from nothingness.
let us meet in the corridor
to choose what is who!
you have only thrown your weapons
to the wall,
let us meet
when you start throwing them at your enemies.
thus said,
the newborn baby believes in pain
not joy!!!!

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lungs go by
there were kisses from the
smoke.
living does end with a note of love
with or without pen.
birds talk the same with a
coo expecting a reply .
i am done with a life
but chases the same.

nothing

nothing.
even stars which fall on
my terrace say
"light is nothing but an
exploited freedom".
love is found around
and the flowers bloom
with fear.
i am run so long.
why don't you let me run
back to my home.

it all started like this?

the last leaf departed
without a sigh.
river behaves like an insane dog,
always running to avoid everything.
those who cling to the waves
are gone forever,
and those who sit on the banks
are stuck forever.
and then some came singing songs
worshipping the sky
and praising the destiny.
they live but not their lives.

yes

i heard about flowers leaving my valley.
they left like shadows in the dark.
the hewn words turned black, ended my day.
they marched chanting silence...

crows,upset by the tree
shouted with the night
rain stood naked in the light
abandoning her colours.

the more you are closer
my vision is blurry.

KING

"Dears..this is the mission. Kill the light. we have been mulling over this the day we are born and the day light was born interrupting our restless nature.we are born to kill the burning spots. let us do so".

the chief took a breath gathering more wisdom and thus he spoke .
" We the small creatures are bound to grab our space , and we should realise the BIG is not a solution for SMALL. so resist and let us keep it. be proud that we live with darkness."

A Man

A man, when asked name
Replied- "I have roots"
When asked about land
He said, "I am not a dog"
When asked about mother
He said, "My father is dead"
When asked about friends
He said, "There is no chain"
When asked about the first love
He said, "Bangles turned black"
When asked about blood
He said, "There is no river"
When asked about mind
He replied smiling
"Dear friend you are mad".

while they go.

The smoke strokes the heart
Leaving a scar,
A brown, unpleasant scar like life.
Each day neighbour’s eyes
left a scar on the wall…
The rain poured on a drowsy facade
Imprinting a shapeless scar like love..
Eyes closed for a while
Making a dark hole on thoughts…
A leaf falls on the street,
Leaving a scar in the wind, a curse…
Kids came running
Bringing a red seed from the heart.
A handful of sand from the graveyard
And a thistledown from the depth of innocence…
Like a scar I stood there …

Forgive me…
For I have brought nothing
but a flower of scars.

Johnny

johny had a black sky..
rivers climbed up the mountain
like the only worker in the steel factory,
he toiled with the veins
with the only string of flesh
he made music...
some times he saw a star,
neither a hope nor a sign of danger...
light was painful...
there was no season
but it was warm..
and black sky
gifted him a moon
one day he was thrown out...
he got a name...
he got a cross
he got enemies...
he got friends...
he cried...
he smiled...
yesterday he came to me
asking the way to his usurped kingdom.