THEY SAY WOMEN ARE CREEPERS

To those delicate garlands
Woven by the divine
They disgraced as fragile creepers
Crawling on terrain

When they struggle to stand straight
You give them a piece of wood
They'll embrace you
with utmost love and gratitude

Creepers generate root
all along their way
When humans hesitate to give a stick
The earth devotes her clay

In search of eternal sunshine
They climb
To paint the world
With green sublime

The more you force them for surrender
The more wild they'll grow
Like a river unaware of its direction
Yet resilient to give up it's flow

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AN EVENING


A boat to float
A lawn to lean
A golden sun , A green land
And a blue lake in between

It felt like an artist painted the setting sun
With acrylic red
And then dipped the brush
in the large water spread

Suddenly the water sparkled like gold
As if some magic potion was spilled
For breathing life into deads
The breeze was supremely skilled

The fishes were racing with boat
The birds were searching for home
The humans were searching for escape
From their lives of monochrome

We had carried bags full of despire,
Luggages full of trash
After coming back we realised
We had forgotten those on the carpet of grass

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The Goddess of Art

While creating the universe
The creator had an imagination
A lady beyond pleasure and sorrow
beyond all worldly contamination

A blooming lotus
And a pearl white saree
Roaming on a swan
Like a miracle,like a fairy

Who can play with words
Who can play with string
Intelligent enough to stay quiet
Charming enough to sing

Who can bring calm out of choas
Who can freeze the flame
A liberal, free soul
Who can survive with her own name

He put life into his thought;
Into her graph
Ohh goodness ! He screamed
"Noone else deserves to be my betterhalf"

She is a holy river
Washing away the dirt
She is the lady of asthetics
She is the goddess of art

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Butterflies

Flirting with flower
Flitting in air
When they flip their wings
Anyone will stop and stare

They are like colouful florets
Escaped from their stem
You can't force them to land on your palm
Also can't let go of them

While searching for honey
Sometimes they get stuck
In pitcher plant
Or In lovers' stomach

Strong enough to transform
Sly enough to deceive
From expressions of disgust
To touch of lust ,they receive

To bask under the warm sun
They break their cocoon
To the heartaches ,to the wing breaks
They are already immune

Ground was never their place
They knew
One day they got fed up with creeping
And flew

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THE BROOK

As soon as I emerged
Out of rock , along with foam
For searching a river
They expelled me out of home

Initially these sharp rocks
Used to tear my flesh
But later on ,for me
they degraded themselves

Along with the birds
The rhythm of wind I feel
I sing ,I swing
Breaking the silence of hill

In the dark midnights
Out of fear ,I break
But it's the moonlight
That tickled my neck

I am envious of the lovey-dovies
Who use me as a prop
To their chatters of love
I eavesdrop

They soak feet
I steal their anklets
They throw off rings
I receive their heartbreaks

I carry life and death
I carry treasure and trash
From lichens to fishes
To cremation ash

Along with the aroma of forest
Along with the feathers of dove
For my brimming river
I am carrying a heart full of love

The hills ,the forest
Everyone has waited for me to blend
I always craved for a shelter
But this journey should not end

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TREASURE HUNT

Last night we went on a treasure hunt
Floating diamonds were right in front
There was a magic spell to withhold
And a laser sword to flaunt

The ring that The Saturn puts on
The gold flakes when a meteor burn
If it was allowed
We could have snatched them and run

Alike the ones we put in river
We saw a coin plated in silver
Every one asks for it
But even heaven hesitates to give her

The crescent venus
Must have seen us
Four more moons are there
To add to jupiter's lush

For a chunk of ice and rock
We waited in a flock
The comet was snail-like
But not the clock

Suddenly darkness took over
The hunt came to a seizure
We couldn't find a comet
The day still worth a treasure

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Even knowing each other's flaws
We stayed
Seeing one in trouble
The other one prayed

No matter if the clouds are dark
Or the sun is bright
May we stay together
Even when we fight

May the brittle glass of trust
Never get a crack
May we never turn into strangers
May the love never lack

At this point of time
We are more than just friend
From school days to now
And this shouldn't end

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REBIRTH


The one who used to fly
Beyond the sky ,Above the cloud
Now for her, moving out of nest
is no more allowed

Once she had the fastest reflex
Now her nerves aren't replying
To grab a prey
Her claws are denying

To see herself flying again
She can go to any length
She chooses a torturing rebirth
Over an easy death

She plucks her beak out
by knocking it against stone
Being drenched in blood and pain
She waits for a new one

With that new beak
She plucks out her talon
She repeats the cycle of pain
Being all alone

After doing the same with old feathers
She gets her new wings
In the battle of life and death
She wins

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SURVIVORS

She stammers while talking
He shivers while holding stuff
She can't read the blackboard from third bench
He finds an elementary problem tough

He has bent fingures
She has a displaced tounge
Some are attaining oldness
despite being very young

Like a under developed flower
In a flourishing garden
We make them feel unwanted
We make them feel like a burden

His nerves might not carry stimulus
But the heart is still beating
Avoiding dealing with them
Is still a sort of ill -treating

Like" disables" and "handicapped"
There are no such things
Wheels replaced your feet
But You still have your wings

Their toes are already twisted
Let their path be linear
We should stop calling them victims
As each one of them is a survivor

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Is it star dust
Or droplets of liquid gold ?
Scattered at almost everywhere;
Every place my eyes can behold

It seems like a cluster of fireflies
Trying to own the sky
These lanterns would be the envy of moon
If the fuel never die

Like the rainbowed sky
The ground is holding a band of seven
Is there any difference left
Between the earth and the heaven ?

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