WISHES

WISHES

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If wishes grew on trees, would pluck them ripe

If wishes were stars, would reach upto the skies

If wishes were showers, would drench in the rains

If wishes were bound, would unshackle its chains

If wishes were rays, would in sunlight drape

If wishes were rainbows, would color all scape

If wishes were bricks, would build the wall

If wishes were flutters, would catch them all

If wishes were warm, would use them when i’m low

If wishes were love, would never let you go

But wishes are hopes, conjured in dreams

And wishes are true, when worked upon with faith and belief 

THE TRAMP

The Tramp

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To feel the waves, to fight the tides
To trek on rocks, to scale new heights
To smell the blooms, to bed in dreams
To scrap the rusts, from across dry leaves
To hear the song, to fly like dove
To dance in rain, to bathe in love
To play in dust, like the ants and mites
To stand tall, in peril with might
To cast away regrets, to walk the line
To be in tune, with the melody entwined
To leave a print, on the canvass of sand
The Tramp embarks upon voyage à la Life

SPELLBOUND

SPELLBOUND 

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The dark clouds in her evil embrace,

Has hid my dear moon's shiny face 

When will it pour the crystal showers? 

Want my crescent unshackled from her arms! 

The stars all with their baited breath await.. 

To dance in the aura of lunar beam again 

The thunder cheers and claps for rain to begin. 

With these happy spells, the brunette is dismissed 

The mystique moonlit charm reappears, 

 The celestials bow in awe to his revered grace

The Escapist

The Escapist

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Just like the retreating ocean’s tide

Just like the sunset in vanilla twilight

Just like the rainbow after a colourful sight

Just like the friend with whom you had a fight

Just like the song when you lose the melody

Just like the pain after a remedy

Just like the fear at every new challenge

Just like the youth as there advents age

Just like the crescent before new-moon

Just like the overhead shadow after noon

Just like the lover after his promise

Just like the life after death hath kissed

To be gone in search of respite

Away far away, O the escapist arise!

The 7 Ironies of Life!

The 7 Ironies of Life!

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To define the good theres ought to be bad

To see the light you should be first lost in dark

Devil has to be there to ensure you follow the Angel

Truth tastes bitter after sugar-coated lies

Hope arrives when you are utterly despaired

Only when you lose, you know the joy of gain

Theres always a new beginning after every end