Category: Poetry in solitude

My Fragrance of love

Of oceans and miles, you go
I love to be around you
My fragrance is hidden
But I do never Bind you.

The steps you take
on your own
I’ll never interfere
But the ones you select
by asking me
I would rather
on your esteemed way
schedule a proper repair.

I’m no kind of person
Who’ll interrupt your lousy mood
I won’t come to cheer you up
Instead, I’ll leave you on your own
To drive you to think of
where that mistake was
Indeed, mine or yours or our poisons

You know there’s always
an up and down
throughout the month
Maybe for a few days, you smile
Perhaps because of some reasons
For a few times, you weep.
As I told you, I won’t come to
cause you relive that fight we had
But I vow you
I’ll never let you mourn for long.

I will not wander supermarkets
day in and out,
but I affirm you I will not let
a single thing missed on our list
to make you feel the comfort
into my home, with every second
that passes & every hour
that you desire to spend
with me all alone.

Moreover, You’ll be the person
that I will have
to only note that
You are never mine
and ever mine as
per your desires.
I’ll make you inhale in
a loose breath
every time you think
that they struck us
somewhere in life.
I’ll make sure I inhale out
for you as your breath will
carry strong pillars of my strength
Even the most horrific day
if we see, you’ll only breathe in
the event, I’ll make it resolved
and sigh out the same
to hope for a better tomorrow
time and again, hands joined
to the lord, our bond will never break.


My fragrance throughout the thick and thins.
Throughout the thick and thins.

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A Girl like her

She is simply adorable!

It often suggests
By bathing trees
That God is delighted
and asking to please.

She often left
Her handkerchief
At the table, as we met
On sturdy beliefs.

God summoned her
And she went to pray
She never stopped
When it was her day.

She met along
When she was young
She always spoke
Like she only knew.

She was glad to find
Her friends are in trouble
When she supposed
She was their mistress.

She had a bunch of them
But walked with two,
One boy, of course
And one girl, along she grew.

When she met me
one day
She asked me
The trickiest clue.
What might be the
Only thing
As she smiles,
All along the day.

I answered her
Might it be
getting the surprise
visit from loved ones.

She told me wrong
And instead took me along
“The outshining weather
The rainy day”.

I liked this thing
A constructive trait
But it taught me
That one cannot procure
The pleasure of her
To smile, of course
Throughout the day.

As it suggests
She is different
Like she sporadically
shows pleasure
like that in summer
God seldom showers
On diligent working
Poor people.

So, she is a master
Whom you can’t master,
And the master of her own will.
So, she can be idolized by
Such people who hand out
the surety of happiness to
Their beloved ones.

As such, she may
choose to be the bride
Of the one who gives
Her the bliss of rain
Entity throughout living,
No matter whosoever
has a soft piece of heart
For a girl like her.

For a girl like her, because all I need is love.
Because All I need is love.

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Power of a “No”

Often I see
“yes” accomplishes the trick
Be it in a love-propose
Or be it in hiring.

Advancing to the next stage
How often do you see
That “No” decides
the outcome?

If it’s a rainy day
The Uber bike driver
earns not a single penny
having no bookings
For the day. Does he quit?
“No”, he won’t.

Then moving to the jungle
Not frequently, do we see?
A deer outpaces the leopard
to save its life
and evades
the latter’s claws. Does he quit?
“No”, he won’t.

Realize that devastating heat
and a bricklayer carrying
dozens of bricks
onto his head. Does he quit?
“No”, he won’t.

And when I compare
All these to a believer
Bearing awkward pain
each day in and out
Receiving tons of “No’s”
For his offers
From his clients
And as and when the
time passes by
I find him to be
an inspiration for others
for the attitude with which
he tackled a “no”
and converted that into
his preeminent triumph.

This is how you know
that a “no” is
the ultimate gift
you can get
to fast-track yourself
in unlocking the
full potential in you
and to receive
an unmatched success.

It will only prosper if you face turbulence. Thus, a no decides the outcome.
It will only prosper if you face the turbulence.

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To Someone Special

Let's find someone special.
Let’s find someone special!

If I were selfish,
Would you be mine?
If I cross the limits,
Would you not mind?
If I may enter the red zone
Would I be thine?
If I say unpleasant,
Would you take my present?
If I may seek another,
Would you still be the other?
If I may find treasure
to Leave you to claim all,
Would you still make a call?
If I may enter the woods,
Would you search for me?
If I may question your faith,
Would you still date me?
If I may carry a Corona,
Would you still bear with me?
If I may suddenly be poor,
Would you turn the chair?
If I may not talk to you,
Would you drive me interested?
If I may meet Juliet,
Would you disclose your presence?
If I may not fulfil your wishes,
Would you run far away?
If I may not regard you,
Would you choose to forgive?
If I may suddenly die,
Would you turn up to someone special?

Let's find a common place to a speacial meet.
Let’s find a common place to meet.

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My Departure –Bond of Separation

My departure is announced.
My departure is now informed!

Make yourself surrender
Or I will make no place for you to render
make your words a stone
Or you will weigh no stone.

Make your temper a brief
Or you will land in grief
Ask my blood to drop
Else there is never hope.


Let me shine in the grave
Let me be your brave
Let me find a way to the doom
I want to live in your heart room.

You can ask your landlord.
“Are you the better lord?”
Let you believe in me,
We shall have the other life treasured.



My departure is all you get within this life. We are indeed connected each time we live.
We are bound to part ways.

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The Exile Way –Bond of Separation

Exile
My Exile!

It’s been a while
I’ve been in exile
Oh, my! Oh, my!

My beloved says:
“It’s been so days
Oh, please return! Let you govern!”

So, my word is:
“Go get the cops! Go get the cops!
And ban my shops! And ban my shops!”

I’ve done no wrong
To sing a song
Why Exile? Why Exile?

A student was
In love for a cause,
of Beauty! Beauty!

My father-in-law
takes me to the law
Punishment! Aha! meant!

Now, my word is:
“Go get the cops! Go get the cops!
I’m making a return! It’s your turn!”

To my beloved:
“Let you see the red
Let you look at the red
Rose & blood. Rose & blood!



We both are on different routes, but internally we are connected and united. Apart from the fact that I live in exile.
Our ways parted, but we unite.

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It’s Because It has ended

But how has it ended altogether?
But how has it ended altogether?

The green-aged trees
have never said a word
Deep down the road
a tiger roars.
It’s because it has ended.

It started years ago
Over the red bricks
there used to be a family of four
It was all collected
until they tore apart
A girl of their roots
always believed
that she cared for the boy
not the one she loved from the incident
but the one whom she played with
since the time he was born.


One lucky day
It was her birthday, and he was far from here,
she cried all night
as she remembered what he last said to her,
“you are the one for whom I breathe,”
It was not about he had been away
It was about the promise
that he would never leave her alone.
The girl was in her teens
but still very aspiring to fulfil his dream
the dream he once expressed her
that he will treat the poor with medicines
She started staring at the clock
and went on seeking for ten minutes
a phone bell rang
she picked up the phone; she learnt
that “It has ended.”
She asked while sobbing.
“But how? Where is he?”
The other person became silent,
she went on asking and crying, but she received no response
Alas! Her birthday was not as good as even the previous day.

He rose from his bed
and found someone in his room
and the phone is running.
A girl is weeping on the receiver’s point
He ran to the phone
but fell to the ground
with blood taking over the floor of the chamber.
Alas! She never noticed
that It did not end until
the time she received the call
but now,
It has ended.

I wish you would be around and it won't end yet.
I hope, you were here!

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