O my doppelgänger, I can see your anger
you wan’t me smart, but I remain candor
that has cost me heavily in all my endeavors
my contemporaries excelled, I remained in fears
you told me to be diplomatic but I didn’t change
my straightforwardness was regarded as strange
you asked me to be ambitious I remained same
neither cared for fame nor worried for name
you told me to be opportunists, biased and selfish
but I thanklessly didn’t even fulfill your wish
so, O my doppelgänger, I respect your anger
I will remain as I am, don’t try to tamper
I think all my companions are magician
because they all come in limited edition
they are good at the art of disappearing
they have mastered magic engineering
some write the blog posts and disappear
and do not turn up for more than a year
some reply to comments and disappear
how they vanish so fast is never clear
some like posts as if they are around
but surprisingly they are never found
let me also learn this beautiful art
and try to make an inspiring start
thought of writing on premature
poetry or prose, I am not very sure
thought of searching in the google
but the search proved to be brutal
as the autocomplete was in action
and gave me such weird suggestions
seeing first one the thoughts lurched
as it appeared to be the most searched
the second on the list was most relevant
as that made the search look more elegant
here I am with this mind blowing experience
can someone perform the analysis of variance?
Do you like visiting a historical museum or an archaeological site? Many of us may not and many just wonder why people spend their time and money in seeing things which people say ‘were used by the historical figures earlier’. Whether it is the dress worn by the kings or the gun, or the vessels, the throne, the crown, the equipment, the cushion, the locks etc. all these can tell the current generation how we have been evolved over the years. These historical things are the testimony of it. Continue reading
Be it a tiger or a lion
it is unlikely that I join
whether you send request
or you toss a coin
O the divine fire of love and affection
burn me with flames of your power
Bestow me with scorching evidence
douse me in that passionate shower
treasure of love should never be over
as there is plenty to spend all around
humans are poorer than never before
deficient of love and affectionate ground
outspread of love is turning orthodox
takers and givers have a different genus
neither the men look to be from mars
nor women appear to be from venus
Though it takes too much of determination to say goodbye to WordPress, I have finally decided to do so. In this one and half year of my journey on this beautiful platform I had just awesome experiences. It is worthwhile to mention few of them on this day of bidding the farewell.
I want to apologise my fellow blogger who thought and expressed that my words are too much dipped in the flirting sap. Though I do not own a ransomware I wan not very sure what for she was afraid of? Even there was nothing physically possible online? Till now I didn’t understand how the relations became that toxic. She even mailed and asked me not to come on her board and stay off. I did that obediently.
I also thank my other fellow blogger who asked for my photo praising my word (though I never believed that from the bottom of my heart) . I was also surprised that after knowing much about me, how can one ask for the photo? So I didn’t give that personally but I posted it on the site.
I want to ask my other fellow blogger who was so excited to converse with me and we did that quite regularly for few days and nights. Then she inquired about my background and other details. I asked her to search on the site as there is a tunnel that leads to real me. May be she got into it and then all her conversations reduced and finally stopped.
I want to apologise few other bloggers who followed me and asked to follow back that I didn’t do. I want to thank all other blogger who have become like my family conversing either on their site or mine almost everyday giving their beautiful and valuable inputs and comments. I will really miss all of them.
Last but not the least I want to thank WordPress for allowing me to hang on here without a valid literary passport.
Thank you all. Good bye!!!
And this one is what came to my mind when I came across the prompt Toxic