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why do I come here?

why do I come here?

to quench the ever-growing longing of literary orgasm

to extinguish my burning desires

to satiate my greed of scholarly wisdom

to let the greats interact with

to let the knowledge show its power

to remain acquiescent

to drink the nectar seeping out of conversant souls

to submerge

to drown

to let the ocean of intelligence release the tsunami

out of the volcanic eruption of the convoluted brains

why do I come here?

to realize the supremacy of the inner self

to convey, to communicate, to connect

to discover and get discovered

to learn how to avoid being offensive

to take away things what human want

to stay human!

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tragedy called life

I am burning incessantly

the end appears to be nearing

the energy levels are dying down

sublimation of the body fearing

the soul though has no abode

permanently to stay there

but the existing address is in me

and then to anonymity shall near

I breathe hard to remain alive

but the strength keeps diminishing

my aspirations are young enough

but my actions are retreating

I too have a ticking countdown

to remain in this materialistic earth

 and when the counter reaches zero

my existence shall become unheard

yes, we all are a feeble naught

that can be easily wiped off

whether we do good or bad

the life is always written off

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Happy Freedom

Now that you are a free nation

It is up to you what you choose

The chaos, the famine, the massacre

Or the development, safety, the welfare

The unemployment, dirty politics, the corruption

Or the happiness, standard of living, the education

The fight at the borders or the peace within

Poking at other’s affairs or the self grooming

Yes, now you are a free human

It is up to you what you choose

You may be a traitor or a true patriot

You may curse your nation for every rot

You may criticize the policies, leaders, the nation

Or you may still ask for more and more freedom

You may put the caste, the language above the nation

You may betray your motherland in the name of religion

It is up to you what you choose

First keep yourself in others shoes

Aren’t you misusing your freedom

With overconfidence on your wisdom

Are there obvious signs of enslavement

The mental and intellectual entrapment

Just celebrate the holy spirit of freedom

It is your life, your character, your nation

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Prompts! Missing You!

How will our literary instinct wake up everyday?

How will our writing passion shake up everyday?

The wait for daily prompt was an awaited ritual

To motivate irregulars and make them habitual

To placate the mind with tons of fresh creations

To interact with talented and build the relations

photo challenge made amateurs skilled professionals

to express themselves out as comforted individuals

response to all challenges was quite overwhelming

the community felt alive, energised and self impelling

but now there remains an unending lull and a void

as if clock has stopped ticking and emotions destroyed

all the WordPressers feel cut off and virtually offline

neither the writing is better nor their reading is fine

You left us in the lurch but still we are wishing you

O WordPress prompts! we are terribly missing you

 

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your ignorance

your ignorance to my existence is progressively killing me

as I can experience the difference, I can hear, I can see

the serene undulation of the breeze tell me that you came

the letters from the keyboard line up to spell your name

but I am left broken, unwanted for you never turn to me

you take diversion as the destination you feel is not fit to be

I understand the specific logical expectations of your own kind

but the fervent heart has to be overruled by the conscious mind

and the resonant vibes hardly ever follow the social norms

for them, it is harmony of thoughts between us that conforms

so what if we cannot stay below one roof in this life forever

so what if we cannot savor the fruits of being physically together

let’s talk to each other as the time in the clock is ticking by

let’s not leave this small task for us to execute after we die

we should be happy as god has given us the gift of companionship

because this ship will never sink even where the waters are deep

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O my doppelgänger!

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

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inspiring start

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