maRRiage and buRial

Auspicious unison
of two souls
Where joy is felt
two folds

maRRiage

A heavenly journey
to be traveled alone
Adieu of sorrow
a reason to mourn

buRial

Admiration!
that maRRiage has two
and buRial has one
R

Stringed stories!

Lucid depictions of
mythological personage
Enlivened narrations
from behind the stage!
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Where even knights fought
fastened by a lace
Cardboard and fabrics
were crafted to such grace!
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Now that they
remain virtual
And to catch a glimpse
into the web we dwell!
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The Puppet shows!

Challenged!

His elegant fingers
enacted the answer
My eyes showed
zest,it was clear

Speaking a different tongue
this was how i managed
Gifted with speech
yet orally challenged!

Proud

Dad is proud
When he withdraws
And I fill the last word across
In the crossword!

LUV U DAD!

Choice

Knowledge thirst?
Hunger strikes harder
Abandoning books
Triggers I pull!

For the child terrorists!

Blooming bud

Easing out of this
trauma virulent
Bestowed into me
by a heedless parent

I try to STRIVE!

Fighting the woes
as a solitary knight
I visualize my
future unfolding bright

I still SURVIVE!

Craving to be an
efflorescent bud
No matter if HIV
is in my blood

I shall REVIVE!

CONVERGED

Brand new world

Peculiar Faces

Timidness untold

BLINKED!

Then the day came

We shook hands

All were the same

SMILED!

Scary superiors

Failing tongue

I did feel inferior

RAGGED!

Lamenting season

Broken hearts

Without any reason

CRIED!

Not a tower of sand

Delicate friendships

Staying hand in hand

TOURED!

Moments of joy

Odes of tear

For the girl and the boy

DEPARTED!

But just a small

World this is

No gate and no wall

CONVERGED!

WIND

Desperate attempts
to make it fly
End in vain
again I sigh

Fighting the wind
like I fight Math
The kite goes up, but is
butchered by wind's wrath

You stand there wiping
my tears as they roll by
Assuring that u shall be
the wind and let my kite fly

Now i know my friend
you have kept the promise
It is you holding my kite
in the sky, post your demise


P.S. ASWATH this is again for you!

Frenzied Fantasy

Aspirations I have
To fabricate with zeal
A better tomorrow, and
have mysteries unveiled

I shall groom the system
That convicts the sinless
And protect the legacy
Suing the shameless

No fake promises
I shall make
And mint will fail
For i am awake

I shall take a chance
Bail me out of these woes
I am another Lincoln
But still mending shoes