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The Balance Of Good & Bad

I had a thought, to be bad,

It changed somehow, people were mad!

Why do they care if I choose for myself a tad?

I went all good though,

For the sake of my own stand.

Being good has been exhausting,

Yet, it feels bad when people misunderstand.

That makes even the good to turn bad.

I am tired of the fake nuance,

It’s not upto us to choose our trend.

Judgements are being forced,

Based on nothing but self created amends.

We become the victim of the wrath,

Of our own conundrum of good & bad!

We always battle between these two sides of us,

Whether to be good or bad,

often becomes a circus.

What we don’t know, is that it’s not to discuss,

We do good or bad, whatever’s needed from us.

The more we control, the more it gets worse,

If we are bad, there’s also good in us,

And when we’re good, there’s no denying of bad fuss.

Both exists to balance out the world,

One can’t survive without the other,

Or else it’ll be nothing but a mess.

Not all can be good, or bad all at once,

Everyone is fighting everyday,

With both sides to dictate their living terms.

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The Invisible Sorrow

I was drowning into the darkness,

And I saw this light, right into my eyes.

It was blinding, yet, invisible.

It wasn’t the sun, nor the lost star.

It was you, a frightening scar.

You made such promises of now and then.

I wished us forever, but you liked to pretend.

Was I wrong, that I longed for a real thing?

No, you were right,

The queen is better off without the king.

The truths are lies, within the moment and after,

We make promises for the future,

But we keep them only in the last chapter.

Part of me still asks all the right questions,

Another part just scoffs and shuts off the assumptions.

I don’t say this to anyone,

I don’t tell them, I’m hurt.

I don’t show my sorrow,

To them, it’s invisible.

Oh wait, to you it’s invisible as well,

I forgot, how you enjoy this trend.

Of me staying in your life, with everything you like,

And you staying in and out, as per your strikes.

But, I am done. I was, a long time ago.

Just didn’t sent you a postcard,

It’s better as a surprise.

Hope you like it, just how much I did,

The look on your face, is exactly how I imagined.

I did, what was right,

But why does it hurt me back, how?

This sorrow still exists,

It’s invisible to even me now!

I don’t accept it somehow,

It has to go away,

It’s inevitable.

If it doesn’t, who’ll know anyway,

it’s invisible.

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Drowning Into The Darkness!

I didn’t deserve this.

Neither did you.

But we’re left with a nothingness,

Never to be finished,

Or to reach a destination.

Senses are boycotting every essence of your being.

I can’t tell them otherwise either.

I know I didn’t deserve this.

The heart is heavier than ever.

May be scared to let go of the love & the anger.

But you know that I am tired of both these feelings.

I just want peace and some healings.

Just leave me right here,

Leave me by the storm,

To me, it’s like a home.

I feel calm, buried in my thoughts,

Even if they bury me further into the darkness.

I accept my fate and have the faith,

I know I can come out of the devil heart.

It’s just,

The darkness is drowning me further into the game.

Either I’ll win, or I’ll lose it, all over again.

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Can You Breathe?

“I can’t breathe”, is a revolution,

When will “I need someone” be?

Let them see, that you’re in pain,

But they won’t listen, when you’ll scream!

You’ve been screaming for a while now,

But is your voice shaking, or is it still strong & how?

You can give up now, they will mourn your absence,

You gave up yesterday, they didn’t care for your presence.

Can you breathe? I can’t sometimes.

It’s like someone is choking me for my invisible crimes!

My mind slips away from my control,

My thoughts give away everything I ever worked for.

Every face I meet shows itself,

Yet, I find it difficult to talk to even myself.

I wish I could share more, it shouldn’t be this hard,

But whenever I try, I feel like I am going too far.

It feels like I am bothering, annoying, irritating the one I am sharing to,

It feels embarrassing and I understand it becomes tough to get to.

But once I say that’s all in my head,

It feels like a giant elephant feet is off my chest.

I don’t care what you think anymore,

All I care that I found someone to listen to my roar.

It doesn’t mean I don’t feel dead inside,

But, I can at least breathe for a while.

Until the time, my mind decides to mess again,

I’ll live denying sorrow, hurt, hate & pain.

If ever I find myself in this loophole once more,

I will fight again & win my life to the core…..

I will breathe and smile in times of crisis,

I will pretend good, but feel the nemesis.

It’s okay though, don’t worry, I’ll be fine,

I’ve been fighting all along, I’ll keep fighting till the end of time….

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Look At The Sky!

So brave & kind,

Awarding peace of mind..

The sunset pink, fading away in night blues,

Just like ‘my blues’, accepting truce..

The trees in focus, while the sky in the background,

It’s a nature’s canvas, just need to look around.

With every detail intact, yet messy,

Pink clouds and invisible sun, gifting solaces.

Famished for freedom, hope & love,

Look at the sky, it’s got it all.

Little birds, enjoying the flight,

On top of the world, I feel,

When I look at the sky…

I wish I could fly like these ravens,

I close my eyes, I can fly still in heavens..


There was none to disturb my peace,

No technology, no men to please.

Ruthless, I became fearless again,

I realised how peaceful it is without them!

Decided to let go of everyone in my head,

To the ones I loved, to me they’re dead.

Cruel, feministic, typical, say what may,

Free, independent, happy I say.

I smiled on my own, felt so beautiful,

What they’re saying, I don’t give a damn anymore.


Now, when I tell you the truth, believe,

It all wasn’t so easy to achieve.

Loneliness became a friend,

Made me feel everything like an amend.

Creativity became a trend,

I wrote & Kept to myself, took a stand.

Swallowed pride, pain, hurt & feelings,

Thought too much to find meanings.

Finally, the meanings came through,

“The power to burn the cages,

Is the power inside You”….

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Pain Is A Friend

I’d say yes, you’re right.

Pain a friend so tight.

Never leaves my side,

Just seems invisible at times!

The feeling lost once in a while,

The longing for love in mind,

The knowing, love hurts in the heart,

It all plays a part.

Though, not having anyone,

Still feeling pain inside,

Means pain is a friend so tight.


Tired of love, giving so much,

& receiving none.

Makes me wonder ,

If love is even the question to be answered!

There’s so much in life to be conquered.

Yet, Love is what makes us wander!

WHY?

Is love the enemy after all the slumber?

Is Love the nemesis, I should stay away from?

It fills heart with false hope, which isn’t right,

Pain is the friend after all this time!


Letting go of feelings, takes courage & will.

Loving more than they deserve takes cowardice & skill!

Pain at every step, warns to reassure!

To watch what we’re doing & feeling so pure!

Love is the poison to brainwash the giver.

To make the receiver, a king & a schemer.

To play with heart, feelings & life,

Love teaches to destroy the kind!

Love is the actual villain that we fail to find.

It is Pain, that is our friend in disguise.

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A Scam Called DREAM

A Poetic Rant.

Let Dreams be dreams.

Don’t let them scream.

It’ll be worse than it seems.

They put pressure on our hearts,

And are empowered to control what we want!

They ruin reality, 

And don’t let life be.

They ask us to hustle,

 And in the process, we even forget ourselves.

Dreams manipulate our needs into desire,

Before we know it, our greed burns up like raging fire.


Dreams tell us to work work work,

All work & no play, makes us dull dull dull.

Life would’ve been easier without the power of the subconscious mind,

Neuroscience would be less complicated, & brain exercises would’ve gotten more time!

With the power of imagination, the human race survived,

But “with great power comes great responsibility” , is an understated line!

This scam that our brain runs, is one of a kind!

“Dream big and achieve big”- is the fraud of the century,

You DO the hard work with an ambition and not a dream itinerary!!

The time spent on dreams and daydreams alone,

Is half-life of an average human being.

What’s good in wasting time on senseless scenarios, 

Where you’re your only team!


Dream to be a writer, painter, singer, dancer — sound like a dream !

Real life is the antidote to delusional realities.

We can achieve these ‘ambitions’ if we work hard & have the skills at heart,

But we can never win in life, if we keep pretending to be smart!

Be smart and let the dreams be dreams alone,

Don’t push yourselves so hard before you’re grown.

Dream-land is a nice escape from the troubles of the world,

Yet, only in reality, you can touch the ground from above.


Thanks for reading. Namaste.

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You’re My Home!


I miss you so much so,

Like I have nowhere to go.

In my dreams and daydreams as well,

You’re there even when I can’t tell.

I have been writing poetry about you,

Thinking you’ll leave & the hurt will end too.

By the day, it’s getting worse,

I can’t lose you, it’s like I have put on a curse!

I think I am strong & brave & everything I should be,

I know I want to let this go, so I can be ME.

Yet, the love is stronger and I can’t set myself free,

Please help me, because to me, it’s something only you can see.


I am taking a deep breath,

To calm myself down.

Don’t frown, you have no idea, 

My pain is not a clown.

Instead, it’s a crown,

I wear with pride & honesty.

A Crown, decorated with love & longing,

With my feelings going to sleep at my will,

And suddenly waking up out of nothing to kill!

I decide I have moved on one moment,

Yet, the next you’re there, staring at my vulnerable self.

It’s okay though, I have given you that right,

To see my naked soul,

And to ignore all the bright sides! 

You do ignore it all , don’t you?

So easy for you to not care & to be forgetful.

I know you think about me still.

Why don’t you set aside your insecurities once,

And ask me how I am doing in this nuance?

You won’t, I know.

Who am I kidding, you don’t think about me now.

Not after I have told you how I feel.

Not after, I have expressed that what I feel is real!

I am so delusional. I get that.

But is loving someone a criminal offence?

Why am I being punished every day & night!?

Why do you visit me anyway, my dear?

And now that you do, and have been doing for years,

Why don’t you consider my consistency?

Is it creepy to you, that I have the tranquility,

To love you from a distance?

Distance, that I crossed when I confessed my love!

May be that bothers you now?

That I collected the courage to say how?

You were happy when the distance was inside my heart!

It was best for you to talk to me whenever you’d want.

But now, you can’t do that anymore.

Too afraid to tell me the truth, or 

To admit that you feel something more.

More than what you’ve thought , or

Less than what you’ve fought for?

Well, I don’t know. 

You don’t tell me. I know you won’t. 

You’re a coward & an unreal serpent.

I am not sorry to call you that.

It’s true & I am hurt more than you know.

I miss you so much so, 

Like I have nowhere to go!

May be you’re the home I am looking for,

Yet, even with you, I have nowhere to go,

Now I wish , if you could destroy my feelings,

Just like you’ve destroyed our bond, 

Which I thought, was my home after all!


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I Cried A Little.

A Poetic Story.


Days have passed,

With pain inside my heart.

Suppressing it hard,

It could tear me apart.

I thought it was time,

Time to be smart.

I should cry a little,

It will help me restart.


Once I cried, watching a film.

Twice I cried, thinking about my kiln.

I knew I was crying for outside reasons.

Yet, I was sure, I wanted to cry this season.

I wiped my tears & went to sleep.

All I could think about was my own film.

The story of my life & how it’s turned out.

I couldn’t sleep. 

No matter how many times I turned, rolled or counted the stars!

I went to another room, sat in the dark,

To see if it was the film that had given me this part.

A part to play inside my head.

To feel that it was me in the story who’d broken her heart!

Turns out, it was the trigger I was waiting for.

It gave me all the reasons to cry a little in the dark.

I cried & wiped them off my face.

I knew it was important & healthy for me to give up at last.


I went back to sleep after it all.

I slept in a few moments to believe it or not!

It was a sound sleep afterwards.

I woke up the next day feeling fresh as a flower.

Crying has helped me before, but not when I was addicted to it.

It helps me balance my emotions in ways I couldn’t want.

Yet, crying a little once in a while is a sign,

That you know you’re human,

And you love yourself to be sometimes vulnerable,

& sometimes, to be fine….


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Found Peace?

A POEM.

I don’t know peace,

I know what it feels like occasionally.

May be its in the cup of tea,

Or in the sleeping soundly after tiring for weeks!

I find peace in planting seeds,

The soil makes me feel tranquility.

Sometimes I find it in cleaning around me,

It’s like cleaning your head & accepting the defeat!

Acceptance is another kind of peace,

Of wrongs & rights, separately.

Accepting the truth is what brings the tease,

Further realising the lies puts us to ease.

There’s peace in a good book & a story.

You can also find it in the words of your diary!

A word from an old friend,

A text from a long lost love that still aches,

The moving to a new place,

Or even moving the furniture inside the gates!!

All is peace in bits & pieces.

We even find peace in the moments of losing to nemesis!

Moments, that make our lives full & firey,

The little things that give us meaning & make life less tirey!

Those moments we live everyday,

Those are the real parts that gets our life into play…

Peace is find in the moments we pay,

Paid it off well, we realise it the next day,

When the peace is missing & things are at hay,

That’s when we know what it feels to be served by peace in a tray!