No strategies, its my life

when I fail in my endeavours, they say I am not practical

but why do I plan a strategy, I am not a political animal

so what if success doesn’t come to me in an open platter

thought hope is not a strategy, for me it really does matter

I may lose to contemporaries, but that won’t hurt me at all

as I don’t have much expectations, my ambitions are small

failures never get to my heart, the success not on my head

and I will keep trying it my way till I am completely dead

so, if I will not find my love, my love may find me someday

I may not be there fully, but I am closer than I was yesterday


the real shocks

when people have enough material to ease you

and you don’t get provoked, they get the shock

when the people are jealous of your success

you don’t pay heed to them, they get the shock

when people laugh at you when you fell down

but you stand up smiling, they get the shock

when people dig grave and you are trapped

but you don’t lose your cool, they get the shock

when you fail in your endeavors, others joy

and you too join their gang, they get the shock

when there is no one standing to speak truth

you stand up alone resolute, they get the shock

why to blame the electricity for all the shocks

when truth is electrifying and honesty rocks


the reward

where did all the words suddenly go

I can relate your reply in just yes or no

we had a big array of thoughts bartered

the endless strings of words exchanged

the impressions on keyboard vanished

the mouth dried, the tongue desiccated

the nights over brimming with radiance

the time running fast to its brilliance

and then suddenly there was this thud

feelings battered, the dreams shattered

only to find myself all alone, crestfallen

the heart obliterated, the eyes swollen

now I wonder in a state of painfulness

is this the reward for my responsiveness


cloud of memories

the clouds of your memories are inside my mind

whenever I wish I close my eyes to relish, rewind

 my heart is painted with your true colour marker

and when I crave for you this cloud gets even darker

then the gloom lets it pour down with full vigour

the heart is satiated surpassing the emotional rigour

the way is paved again for clear sky with expectation

but heat of fondness evaporates the determination

and the cloud starts taking the shape in the streams

it gleefully gives birth to the ray of sunshine dreams

those dreams never let cloud of memories disappear

how can a lovable heart remain so hollow and meager

the memories are jewels of the heart that may survive

and they are our traditional testimony of being alive


poetry personified

words falling short in expressing her

the keyboard shedding all its keys

the tongue exhausting to its limits

the heart and mind resting in peace

she is a natural poetry personified

with each of the verses so dignified

the spirit and essence down to earth

each of the words showing its worth

decency imbibed deep in character

words flowing with sheer eloquence

a distinct emblem of nascent innocence

a unique symbol of pristine elegance


my real existence

as you move forward in your life

I will be surging along with you

there may be crossroads noticed

I will be swaying along with you

the path to success is not so smooth

I will be heaving along with you

that is not the limit of togetherness

I keep pitching, yawing and rolling

to ensure complete sync with you

and keep the emotions controlling

six degrees of freedom persistence

certainly defines my real existence


the string of belief

though we are miles away from each other

our hearts are too close to even bother

our cultures do not match by any means

but the art of living sparkles all our dreams

we do not even have the same mother tongue

but we converse through our hearts so young

surprisingly our gender is also not the same

but never could extinguish the burning flame

though our religious preferences are also unlike

but the religion of humanity had made us alike

yes, we are different and we are born to deviate

perhaps colour and the creed may also not relate

but this huge pile of differences is just meaningless

as the powerful string of belief is what that binds us