I sat to write a poem with alliteration
but couldn't find a way to begin
so I chose to write about my inability
to weave words of wonder with
my weird whims within and wandered
with the who, what & where of writing
without wanting to wait for writing
when it would work & wow. Well, why?

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Flying flies,
Sing same song.
Make more mate.

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In my Mind

Many monstrously mild magnetic mad mean manipulative, yet mathematically misunderstood mischievous mesmerizing moist mystifying magical memories merge multiply and materialize at any moment.

And yet sometimes they are just blank.

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जान लगा दी, जान जानकर जिनको,
मेरी जान से, मेरी साँसों का पता पूछ बैठे वो !!

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Look at me, choosing you to

break my heart like I'm ten

and saving a seat for my

bestfriend in the school bus

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Sometimes sea
Bed be better,
Far from fantasy,
Bottom be bed,
Flying fish, frozen flight,
Genius grasping gulls.

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एक आस अधूरी अड़ती है
अनदेखे किए इशारे में,
एक फाँस नुकीली गड़ती है
फिर यादों के गलियारे में..

- अंशुल नागोरी

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Frozen are my
feelings,
for it fell for
a cold blooded
soul.

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I love writing but a little hesitant to reveal
Walk in the shadow of metaphors, try to conceal.
Pour the heart out but in the cloak of allusion.
and the elusive style adds to the readers' confusion.

Sometimes I sit in my melancholic Jeep and set out
through the boulevards of imageries on a journey
when suddenly the passive road encounters an
oxymoron and the path becomes a little jerky.

In mirth, my heart showers rhythms in consonance
and then my merriment and alliteration is in resonance.
The showers of gaiety splash, onomatopoeia tells the sound.
Irony walks along with me, satire is always around.

The pen becomes lively and in it the ink personifies
Allegories are humane, whenever they come, they humanize.
Synesthesia puts all the barriers between senses to an end
Sarcasms are little close but everyone is a good friend.

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