Fallen flower

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Yesterday

just yesterday

It got on

in all efflorescence

freshness of hues

majestic shades

glorified radiance

sweet fragrance

of a full bloom

blinding onlookers

in beauty,  that spoke

many languages

Alas
its fallen today

in the dust

amidst rotting foliage

desolate
discarded

a shrinking piece

blazing grey
beauty dwindling

to be trampled

to nothingness

life ebbing away

only silence speaks

sans words

the lost colour of life

Ah
nothing holds till eternity

save the memories

and memories are intoxicating at times

Waiting

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I know that you are gone

quite far to ever come back

it’s no use waiting

cherishing the empty dreams

yet I haven’t quit the endless waits

its for you to decide now

if you should ever come back

I am just waiting

Should I wait till eternity?

Wrath of angry Gods

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The waves broke

crashed all lines

untold

all hell broke loose,

ere the eyes winked

the water

thicker than blood

swept through homes

its tentacles

soaring

touched the skies

engulfing buildings

cars, trains, lives

everything

giant fireballs rose
into the face of death

birds fled from their trees

but not humans

devoid of any escape

sought safety on rooftops

waved white scarves in vain

as houses swayed and tumbled

like castles of sand

cars floated on roof tops

ships overturned like toys

into the sea,

never to be seen again

the world watched

the whirlpool of destruction
in horror 
helplessly

stunned, shaken

the blows of death 
was never more cruel

never more menacing

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and now,

huh

the waves have rolled back

lifeless rubble remain

cars and planes strewn 

the debris of destruction

only the oblivious silence looms

Grief stricken sights 
all around
of

broken dreams

shattered lives

fallen tears

of a once  beautiful world

crumbled

at the wrath of angry gods 

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Unkind cut

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Dreams shattered,

like a glass,

all too abruptly,

all so suddenly,

into a thousand pieces,

a woeful predicament!

that never occurred

in my  wildest imagination.

I tried putting together

the shattered pieces in place

but all in return,

the fragments cut,

a thousand times,

deeper than any knife,

and my heart bled.

The frozen feelings,

The wilting smile,

The confronting looks,

Those dagger stares

all tells me the tale,

I like to hear the least.

Apologies find difficult

on your lips;

though you played foul.

This forlorn heart,

pampered by your affections,

now bleeds in farce absurdity,

thoughts plunder,

a  shaken torment

of your deception.

You meant it or not,

the scar is there to remain,

a parting gift

of an unkind cut.

Impermanence

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Life is uncertain

Who knows what tomorrow holds

Live in the moment

exagerated intoxication

Exchanges

of numerous

text messages

of pleadings

and refusals

of dreams

and realities

of hurts

and forgiveness

of forgetting

and moving on

of connections

and disconnections

of kuches

and sungches

of being dead

and living again

of good words

and winning souls

of dissolving

and staying strong

of loving

and missing

of robbing words

and fading figures

are the realities

of the dreams

born in

exaggerated intoxications.

ara

A cup of ara

wets me and drowns my sorrows

Cheers! Thank you a lot

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Uncouple

 
I do not know

How I should forget you

But certainly I must

if that is what you desire

I will expunge all connections

Efface  all evidences

of our bonding

I will cherish the silence

But please pardon me

I cannot erase your thoughts

off my memories

and your smiles will resonate

even in the darkness

Au revoir

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My friend walked away

and I simply kept watching

I kept standing there
with a bleeding heart

unable to do anything

I did not say anything

For even if I had the say

What would I have said?

When you meant to go

You mean it anyhow

Lend me a smile

If we ever bump  into each other again

Somewhere around life’s corner

Taste of life

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I sit on a cold bench
staring at the ocean in front
roaring in all its vastness
the angry clouds tear
its wrath to dismal tidings

I embrace the loneliness

in lurking silence

seeking a healing touch

and a blessing sight

I close my eyes to darkness

my thoughts wander far away

in betraying tears

amidst crashing dreams

and beautifully broken promises

I feel  a taste of life
I force another smile