With a silk thread,
With a cloth on head,
With eyelids heavy and red,
With lot of Rays infrared,
With lot of emotions unread,
Happy Rasha bandhan, we said...
Thinking of what happens ahead...
In a city so dead,
I had my gift beneath my bed...
Singing a song overhead,
With the happiness all over spread...

It's a Promise of Safety ?
It's a Promise of Safety !

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A small try...
My lips part to talk about a women...
But nothing comes out...
So, I'll write what's all about...

She took a blue silk scarf edged with a lace,
and tied it all over her face...
Frighten was still on her delicate pale face,
which was looking for someone to embrace...

Covering the scars,
Which looked like a map of stars...
were the proof of wars,
that took place between her and the world...

Gathering all the pain within the heart,
That was never apart...
And Which she cannot dart,
though she always wanted to depart...

She admit, she looks happy...
But zoom in close,
She's really crying...
And her problems just kept multiplying...

She want to fly high, but not in the cage...
She want to create her own stage,
by turning the page...
But, she's unaware that you're a soul full of rage...

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My life is a Castle...
For which I choose you
to be the king...
It's a lovely thing...
And, you left me with
my violin strings...
Remembering thou in
every lyric I sing...
But you don't
know anything...
Besides, You'll always
be a uncrowned
KING...

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You always
poke my heart...
But,
It never ask,
Why don't you ?

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Online classes"...
Waiting for the host to start this meeting...
Starting with...Everyone Mute yourself...
And there comes,
Am I audible?
Am I visible?
Some students keep their video off
just because of some network issues,
Ans some of them off because of their own fear...
Then a student comes saying,
Your voice is not clear...
Thinking, What a rubbish phone it is?
When the man questions,
They make an excuse of network problem...
And text, mic is not working...
In the middle, they eat breakfast, lunch and snacks too...
And few of them join,
Without brushing and bathing...
Here comes the DJ,
The one who plays songs and disturbs the class...
And mam gives Assignments,
Tutorials and Question banks,
Where all the students remain blank...
And here comes the artist,
Drawing irrevelant shapes on the
screen to show his artistic talents...
Sooner or later,
Here comes the invisible,
Who was on mute for the whole class,
But, Gives his attendance...

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You are my
Antidote to all the
Viruses around...
Just stay beside me...
Bcoz, you are my
Immunity...

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Socha ki,
Zindayi bar yaad rahegi...
Par ye nahi socha ki,
Zindagi bar chubthe rahegi...

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"Actions speak louder than words"
So, A boy has completed his
studies and he think or seem perfect to
get a highly paid job.He went through
many interviews.
Every interviewer say that,
we'll call you back and get back to you.
But, they never call him back...
Bcoz, their action
spoke better and louder
than their words...

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Its 2020...

It started like all other years...
But, Left us all with tears...
It's just began...
But, not like any other year...

It started with nature's anger...
It seemed to thrive on danger...
Forests were on fire...
For which we never thought to enquire...
Because what all we did would be out...
Without any doubt...
Australia was filled with smoke...
And it's time to awoke...

Then it all started...COVID-19,
Which was never before seen...
It all came from China,
Swallowing people from every corna...
Many People died,
Poor to dignified...
We closed our homes,
World was full of only bones...
Apart from loved ones,
Looking each other everyone runs...

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Remember to breathe every once in a while,
The backbone of the world...
THE FARMER...

In this engage world...
I've slacked-off to hear those Farmers crying...
I'm fed up to listen those News of farmers suicide...

Besides,
Heavy beads of sweat rolling down your back,
You kept burning in the Scorching sun...

Your bare feet bleed to get us feed...
Each grain counts,
But we throw it in kilos...
Disrespecting someone's sleepless nights...
The food you produce is a blessing to a empty stomach.
But, you sleep with a half-filled or empty stomach...

Literally, everyone say,
Farmers are kings...
But, How cum a king protest for his rights?

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