Defilement

The soul dries up
Humanity defiles itself
I wonder if the seamless soul
Too will be defiled by man
While the body he retains
Clean and pure.

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Desires

The river flows smoothly
together with it, it takes
my melting desires into the winter
to freeze it icy cold
before summer liquefies my desires,
to flow once again, as
the river flow smoothly.

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The ultimate fight…

The moment has arrived
I am here at the crossroads
Uncertain of my direction
I am lost in the middle of confusion.
It is painful, I fear the conflict
Has started once again
But, have I got any option?
No, I don’t have any.
I have to stride across the tides
But I fear the current is too powerful
My strength was lost years ago
In tears and mire of delusion, it was gone.
I wish I can fight and stand the onslaught
Of my emotion, that pricks my soul
I do not understand anything now
Except that, I have to continue my fight for good.

The daunting tasks I know lies ahead
If I lose this battle now in the present
I could foresee the future beyond the zenith
Which overshadows the happy realms of life.
Life provides shade and food
But along with it gives pain and pleasure
Of which I have been balancing in pain more often
Than the pleasure which is but a minute interval.
I hope I do not break the soul apart
And, ruin the vessel that carries me within
Life, I don’t understand anymore
One thing I am certain, I am slipping gradually.

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Friendship

The quaint look of the rose
Pinches my heart beyond the gross
I lay still baring my soul to eternity
A beginning of a new fraternity.

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Woman, I know.

The sky deep and blue
A tulip from bud peeping at you
Your are pretty, and caring too
With dignity, I raise my mind for you.

The gentle walk your feet take
Leave no prints on the surface
But the grass, I know, murmurs happily
She is here, once again soothing us with love
They say.

Your smile carries a million colors
Yet the one I see is only that I like
In that smile, a beacon I see burning bright
An enchanting smile for an evening’s delight.

You are pretty, not just physical
But within you the conscience speaks wonder
A majestic throne you keep in golden hues
With humanity, love and shining values.

You are no ordinary, though a luscious beauty
You mark the borders well from the scent that preys
Man and beast you know how to handle
Lusty looks and nasty taste, you fence well.

A woman of substance, your brilliance
Speaks in tonnes of humble words
Harshness is a thing strange for you
Your royal mind you carry always with you.

You, an adorable one
From far and near
The untamed and tamed
Bow in respect at every stride you take.

You, the great
Pierced my heart
With graceful dart
in pain I am wriggling, dead
but pleasurable indeed, the start.

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The night of the fight

The brooding stillness of twilight
Hurry me into the stillness of the night
Could it be an end of a fight?
Or is it merely another common sight?
The menacing fear that pains the heart
Leaves me with many options to start
So, hurry me not too fast unto the night
B’coz I still have another life full and bright.

Fighting the tides
I wade the life
Ignoring many silly riles
I swim across humanity’s wiles.
Trudging along the thin line of fate
A belief that satisfies, but fake
I hurdled humbly across every take
And, land anew with a fresher breath.

Though its now twilight heading towards the night
I believe I am the catalyst
to set dominant blues of sky,
And cool mauves to overwhelm my life
without a sigh,
Manoeuvring skilfully
amidst rough-hewn stony life.

The brooding stillness of twilight
Hurry me into the stillness of the night,
I am the composer with utmost might
I know my life is nothing but my own fight,
And I shall wall up against it
all throughout the night.

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