I will rise

 

 

 

When I woke up today, I realised,
My shattered dreams was bleeding o the floor,
My broken expectations were taking last breaths,
My unfilled love was clouding in vein,
 My underachievement was shouting me,
My shortcoming was flaunting on window,
My heart was aching, running wild.

 

 

I was numbed, shocked, stationary what to do,
Where to cry, for all these disasters,
whom to blame for  these mishappening,
Where to sprinkle my tears,
Whom to pour my grief,
Where to end my pain.

 

 

Then, after a heavy exhale,
I smile and spoke to me,
This is genesis of new beginning,
I will not be settled down, I will not rest,
My this  graveyard would be for my tomorrow,
Dear world, I will rise again.

 

 

©Abhishek Yadav -2017
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Why birds are not free….

Wings span of birds are big enough, To drag them,
All over sky, every corner of world, anytime,

 

Each morning, birds fly And comes back to the same tree
On the same branch, in the same tree,

 

Why they can’t hope, new branch,
Choose new tree, roam new area,
Wandering new continent, new everything,

 

I don’t know either it is fear to start something new,
Or affection of the same place,
But what so ever that magnet is;

 

What so ever that power is,
That is almighty, dragging back to me;
And my bird, on the same place; doing same,

 

We all are bird, but chained our self,
For something, from something and forever something.

© Abhishek Yadav-2017

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Blow slowly

Dear wind, wait for me,
I want you to end for me,
Hold, till I can grasp you in me,
Close to my heart, Into my soul,

 

Let me bring container of memories,
I want to hold fragrance of someone,
Sitting far end of rainbow,
You are moistened in her aroma,
I want will emboss   her fragrance in memories,

 

You have warmness of her breaths,
I want you to immobile,
I will conserve  it, to fuel my dreams,

 

Last chance of catch her gasp, before she close her windows
For me, and for you.
Please, wind blow slowly.

 

© Abhishek Yadav -2017

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Best soul on the earth

We are separated from each other,
Might me another corner of the world,
Could see each other or might be not,
Might me some days you would be involved in your life,
I would indulge in my world too.

 

Pulse  would be numbed,
Aching would be soothing,
Memories would be faded,
The existence of togetherness would be imaginary.
Time vanish all bruise of memories.

 

In  tsunami of changes, havoc of  alteration,
Something  would be consistent,
“I had, best soul on this earth,
And never would get same again.”

© Abhishek Yadav 2017

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Final Goodbye

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Beyond the horizon, before of rainbow,

Where are no dimensions,

No time to be measured,

Scene in neither hazy nor pure,

On the intersection of light and gloom,

Place where the sun is not yet red,

The moon is still mild,

No breeze, to smell,

Land is not green, not gray,

 

Yes on, that land,

On the same site,

I am still waiting for you,

To give last hug, last cuddle

And the last kiss,

Before you say final Goodbye.

© Abhishek Yadav 2016

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I Am Missing

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Sun shines, the wind blows,

time clicks, people run,

Moon blossom, stars spreads twinkle,

Everything moving , as it should be,

All around me harmony, synchronized

Rhythm, complete, perfect.

Except me.

 

There is hollow , emptiness within me,

Somewhere ,something is missing.

I am searching it, trying to fix

Leaking of my soul, bleeding of my heart.

Pieces of my aura.

Droplets of my emotions all around me.

 

I don’t know why these things are happening with me,

What is going on with me,

But I can feel one thing for sure.

I am missing from, within me.

© Abhishek Yadav 2016

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I am the Ocean

Ocean sends infinite waves,

To kiss, to hold, to touch, to experience ,

To nurture, to nourish, to moist,

To kiss, to love

 For the shore ,

 

 

Very few of them reach shore,

Very little of them remain firm,

Very small of them reach to shoreline,

Very pinch of them able to kiss beach,

And very little of then able to quench the thirst of the embankment.

 

 

But still, ocean, my mighty ocean keep sending,

Love, wishes, affection, emotions, spirit and joy to shore,

he never counts how much , she is getting,

How many she is accepting,

How many she is refusing ,

How many she is complementing  ,

How many she is declining

He is mad lover, just keep on sending

Just like me,

 

 

You are also like sand,  cold,dry, harsh, difficult hold by emotions,

Hard to brand your heart,

Difficult to embossed  me in your memory line ,

And cultivate love in you .

 

 

But I am ocean, a big ocean ,

I will keep on sending you waves,

Then I erode you from your embankment,

And mingle you within me,

Then you would be in me, I would be with you  forever.

Yes I can do it,

Because I am an ocean .

 

Cape Cod National Seashore

© Abhishek Yadav 2016

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