Friday, 29 January 2016

A Pledge

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Laying here

I wondered about the lost passion

His words echoed in my ears

'You Indians'

Anger or sympathy

Which do I choose?

A word to break hearts

A word to split friendships

A phone call upset me this much

Why should it?

Someone tried to raise his hatred

Be proud of who you are

If there is no dirt you will not polish your shoe

My love is back

No matter what you call me

I still love you

I am a proud Indian

I will not sink down to your level

Whoever you are, you are not proud of yourself

I am proudly British too

I respect

I love

And I salute and take my hat off to all flags

Wednesday, 27 January 2016

Scent Of Earth

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Walking through the flower field

Spreading  hands to the clouds

Whispering  breeze brought the flair

And I sensed the beautiful rain

The scent of earth in my thoughts

I wrote your name under the umbrella

The butterflies brought the colours

And I splashed it over your face

Swarm of bees tried to snatch your love

I could see you turn your head

Who knows whom you love?

But I know your name is sunflower

The sky is clear, the wings are back

My shoes are wet but do I care?

Eyes are sleepy - I need to rest

And I dream about white lilies

Tuesday, 26 January 2016

The Robber

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You the robber

Sneaky cheek

Came like a cold

I sneezed, you geek

You were stubborn

Wandering around

Looking for attention

But I declined

I felt the pain

You carried so grand

I greet with a tweet

You shook my hand

You the conqueror

Took over me

In your hands

I’m no longer free

In my hot flesh

You found ecstasy

Here I suffered

For your fantasy

The pain I am having

How will you care

You the burglar

I’m in an affair


Saturday, 23 January 2016

Actors

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In the balcony we enjoyed the show

The burning hearts

We pretended we did not see

Actors we too praised

Who is the best performer?

In the frame who will win?

I looked at you

Your eyes were always on the screen

I am here

I waved at you

You were enjoying the acting

My anger you did not see

For my pain you didn't care

I continued to be in the show

And I wondered why you were so interested

You made me win

I chose to play comedy

You are the reader

You never open the portrait within you

Let me show you

The winners act

How long will it take

How far will it go

I will reach the heights

And will be preparing my last show

I will not take you there

You still watch

Because your pride will not come down

And my love will get offers

And I will sell that to my last breath

Thursday, 21 January 2016

Lunatic

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Lunatic

I hung on to the word

Driving me crazy

Request for help

Demand to stop

Am I for real?

On the pitch

The soccer player scored

Who will worry about the key he holds?

Droning bees

Drilled the honeycomb

Badger was around to destroy the hive

Bewildered in the spire

I wrote

Lunatic, you and me

Wednesday, 20 January 2016

Shining Star

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This morning I saw you up there

Shining through the dark cloud

I asked you where is your glare

In your silence I sighed aloud

Creepy wind ushered the theme

And you took the lace from my hair

In the gust I kept my beam

No-one noticed how much I care

The charm you brought in

I braced in the stream

You may have forgotten the good old grin

The sky is glowing with your beam

I wish your gleam was always near

Be my friend that I would share

For your flares I gladly cheer

Your time up there is all too rare

Tuesday, 19 January 2016

Seasons

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In the scrapbook, lots of scribbles

Waiting for the beacon to reach out

End of the rain, I see skittles

Soothing me from the winter’s blue

I felt jealous of the crops in her farm

And I moaned about the seasons’ change

The fluttering wings will bring the charm

Or they may be lost in the sighs I made

I wrapped up in the coat; went for a walk

He waved with a booklet and muttered roughly

I was thinking about the folks working on the block

Life moves on with each period that comes

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