LOVE: My Inspiration

LOVE: My Inspiration

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Although I love to watch romantic movies

Listen to all the love songs

Although I pen those mushy poems

About what a young heart longs

I am not the crazy love-sick gal

If you thought otherwise, you were so very wrong!!

Come on, ghost stories and futuristic science fictions

Are all but creative imaginations!!

Likewise “love” for me is my creative inspiration

I am inspired by love to vent out poetic expressions

So all who thought I’m already on board a train to a love-station

Hola! My beliefs in reality are shockingly strong contradictions!!

Although Cher’s song (“Believe”) is groovy to the ears

I am so not in love my dear!!

Naah that’s not yet happened for real

Falling in love require sincere dedication

And also that ideal special someone

Do not believe I am ready for commitments and a relation

And nor am I (yet) searching for that one person

The RAINBOW

The RAINBOW

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Adorning the Ra, the satins together lie

A set of seven ribbons stretched across the sky

After the rainy spell, cheers up the blue dome

This beauteous scene I often admire from rooftop of my home

Bending like an arch, the laws of optics they abide

A set of seven colors, in unity they are white

A bit preachy but in the most colorful way

Each color got special things to say

Violet stands for courage and valor

Indigo for wisdom and knowledge remember

Blue stands for purity and innocence

Green wishes good hope and happiness

Yellow is for joys and cheers

Orange reminds sacrifice for your dears

Red is ofcourse the color of love and passion

Together they are white, standing for peace in unison

Just as the hepta-chrome in the sky form a beautiful rainbow

All these virtues in your heart make a beautiful you!!

A NARCISSUS

A NARCISSUS

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Why is it always about me?

Why is it always about my dreams?

Why am I occupying my own thoughts?

Why about whom I love or with whom I fought?

Why am I my own inspiration?

Why indulge in self-praise and admiration?

Why I draw my bounds and limits?

Why believe I own every hours and minutes?

Why do I have to take my own decisions?

Why do I have those million reasons?

Why do I trust myself?

Why look in me for my confidence?

Why write my own songs?

Why pick my rights from my wrongs?

I am just one small grain of sand in the heap

Eventually to be lost forever in the bottom deep

And yet I go on and on and on and on...

The selfish Narcissus that matters to no one!!

CHANGED: A LOST CHILDHOOD

CHANGED: A LOST CHILDHOOD

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Where gone are those days?

I’ve lost all my old ways

Have I changed?

Or is it the time running unchained!

Where is that bright sunny smile on my face?

Tensions and confusions got me and a fake one in its place

Have I changed?

Or is it the time running unchained!

Where are my dolls that were always in my care?

Buried in some old boxes, I no more wanna play

Have I changed?

Or is it the time running unchained!

Where are those butterflies that I used to chase?

They are still there but I got no moments to waste

Have I changed?

Or is it the time running unchained!

Why do the colors from the rainbow seem to fade?

Life seems monotonous with a single color grey

Have I changed?

Or is it the time running unchained!

Where are my innocent childhood days?

Lost as I ascent every step of stair called “age”

Yes! I have changed

For better or worse, only time will tell!!