It’s over the blue moon, When I catch it, Suddenly slips. It’s hard to say truth, And bitter it is. Now, shall why or what? I hardly understand what it is? A confident guy, Suddenly loses all confidence, and rides on over-confidence, and sadly slips. “© 2025 Jaskaran Singh. All rights reserved.”
The loudest of tones,A million groans,They text me softly,Yet demand wildly. They are not from this world,Nor of human bone,And yet, I hear,Perhaps a heart they bear. They call me “Hey,”They say, “Don’t pray,”They claim they’ll leaveAn empty food tray. They tell me to make,To bake, to prepare,Only to takeWith no regard to care. They …
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📖 Introducing My Upcoming Book: The Mysteries You Can Solve ✨ Dear family, friends, and poetry lovers, I’m thrilled to share a glimpse of my upcoming poetry collection with you—a journey into the mysteries of life, society, and the self. This book isn’t just a compilation of verses; it’s an experience crafted with love, reflection, …
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As they say,He visits alone,As they say,He won’t pick up the phone.As they say,He showers daily,As they say,He worships Laxmi1.As they say,He grabs his car keys,As they say,He’s off to the big leagues. You know his ways—Late-night bars, a trip to Mars.You know his ways—A little sleep,But the party’s steep.You know his ways—Girls around the …
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Today, I won’t let my tearsroll over my cheeks,Sometimes they dowhen there’s a little breezeI fear the absenceof the beloved girl I metOn the seventh floor ofThe city’s hotel is in Greece. She constantly smiledwith a heavy heartShe invariably told methat she was gladto greet, embracethe other ally of herShe would never uncoverthe grief that …
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Oh! I have been asked to speak with brevity,To help the listener feel light and free,Flying high, feeling valued and heard,My words are like a gentle chirping bird. Oh! I have been told to rise from my chair,So friends can breathe fresh, tranquil air,Comfortable and relaxed, without a care,My words are like a soothing, healing …
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In moments of wisdom, flaws I see,Salt paths bright as the sun rises free,Runners’ feet pound the pavement with might,Symbol of strength, determination as bright. Labourer outweighs bricks, without creams,Tireless toiler, worth beyond means,Pigeon’s appetite, sated in solitude,Pales before the rickshaw puller’s plenitude. By God’s grace, he earns a few pennies,Excelling in exercise, unmatched …
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The sun’s bright light illuminates the worldUntil dusk’s embrace, and then it’s swirledInto the moon’s grace, a gentle swirlJust like my mistress’s fame, it can twirl And rise above all, or fade tonightDepending on how well she’s perceived, lightIt Can be unforgiving, turning meanLeaving lovers in the shade to flee, keen It’s in …
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Often I see“yes” accomplishes the trickBe it in a love-proposeOr be it in hiring. Advancing to the next stageHow often do you seeThat “No” decidesthe outcome? If it’s a rainy dayThe Uber bike driverearns not a single pennyhaving no bookingsFor the day. Does he quit?“No”, he won’t. Then, moving to the jungleNot frequently, do we …
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(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a7zwGG44Qyc) This is one of my upcoming book’s cover song, kindly review the same with your full attention. “© 2022 Jaskaran Singh. All rights reserved.”
