A hover, showering from all sides,An ant biting but unseen,A man punching yet irrelevant,A stone falling upon me,Yet, I won’t break. They say,If you stop,It will consume you.If you run,It may outrun you. We know,The invisible worldIs most aliveIn the deepest lostness. The only question remains—How do you escapeThis Invisible Pursuit?Or have you already left …
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.”
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“I have been heard this time,” said Jaskaran Singh, his voice carrying a mix of relief and surprise. “Oh, are you hurt? I wish I could help you,” his life partner, Zankit, replied with genuine concern in her eyes. For a while, life felt perfect. The couple spent weekends exploring new places, laughing over shared …
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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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Ballad 1 One is wise,The one who listens,But then arrives the young—The wild and disobedient. When sunlight steps forward,One wakes up,The other stays in dreams. The one I remember,A teacher,Or perhaps, a muse. Three stand together,Decisions rising like a tide,As hands find their hold. Ballad 2 Some call it a pair,Others, a drift of sands—But …
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What about that lad,The one with skin like the night,Who bathes in sunlight every day,With a heart open wide?Does he have enough friends,Or do they linger for different reasons?You know he’s black. He roams the streets with a crew,Laughter echoing in the vibrant air,But I wonder—Do they cherish his spirit,Or chase the thrill of his …
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A day of dynamite,They will scatter the roses,A day of my kite,When all is exposed to the air,My thread entangled in my fingers,My vision concealed,The kite cried for aid,As I was preoccupied with seeking help for myself,She was murmuring, “There, Brazil, Pakistan, America”“I’m soaring; he forgot.”“I’m fading, my comrade.”She was unintelligible to me,Brazil arrived there,Only …
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I’ll bind you one. When you try to escape, I’ll show my strength By pulling it off you, I’ll give you some refreshments In the form of that tea, I’ll save you from falling From uphill with my Cordial love and a masculine thread. I’ll place you down. For your destined project As you only …
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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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Every time I rush to the gates, the gates are closed. Every time I make a move, it costs me the most. I love to spend time beside doors, waiting for a signal before thirsty crows. Spending a day without a do, what the hell a place it takes me to? The most often do …
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एक आदमी काली ड्रेस पहन के दुकान में जाता है, दुकान कर्व टाइप होती है। बाहर से बहुत लोग जा रहे हैं। बच्चा चिल्लाता है, वह उस आदमी के साथ। बाहर से निकल रहा पीटो लाल शोर करता है “बाजार में गुंडे आ गए है, दुकाने बंद कर दो।” अंदर काली पोशाक पहनने वाले आदमी …
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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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I hope I never have to say goodbyeto the moon,who lit up my car;to the candle,that burnt my hands;to the man,who saw me grow;to the leafon which I ate on that vacation;to the dog,who barked in a routine, but my routine did not end in fear;to the friend,who shared life with me;to the maid,who wanted …
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I was walking down the streetI calmly rested for a whileThe inner of me was thirstyWhile my outer self was in a hurry. But the distance to cover was a good thousand milesThen I waited for someone to arriveWithin my wayAlas, I couldn’t find evenAs my hair turned from black to grey. After good 30-odd …
