My Salute to My Love -Bond Of Separation

My salute to my love.
I admire our love right from the start.

Hey, listen!
You wounded waves
I would present thine the praise
You aren’t the ocean bays
You are my wondrous face.

I step on the sandy paths,
Sign on Sabina’s phrase
“Halt my motion forwarding
Or instead, colour my distant chase.

Sabina darling! Take my bow
You are so colossal and yet hollow
Possessing the beauty of lady fern
Let me sink into your wounded pea.

Let your master watch,
Write on my foreheaded scorch
“Terms on your bath,
I would rest my body in your clutch.”

I’m far but not away.

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The Silent Sparrow!

The silent sparrow possesses a golden heart.
If only I could demand happiness for one and all.

I make my house myself,
To keep my children safe,
I go around the day,
To collect rare foods.

I leave my bed at dawn,
And lay back in bed at dusk,
Some good people feed me,
rest, I keep on wandering and eating.

But you know I chirp a bare,
unlike the other birds,
I don’t have the strength to oppose,
The irritating herds.

I demand water by asking,
“chirrup” as politely as I can,
A lady in a small cottage
comes out and provides.

Even sometimes, a crow,
snatches my meal,
I don’t perceive how to fight,
I leave the place,
and search out a new treasure around.

I am much concerned,
About my kids who miss me,
in the nest around the clock,
I pray to God,
To give that old woman,
Everything she wishes,
As she is my living god,
who cares about my appetite.

She is the one I trust,
must be adored by,
thousands of humans,
Inside their temples.

She is the one I believe,
Must have educated others,
To look after us poor,
And weak birds.

I, but can’t fight,
With my goddess,
who knows that as like her?
Children, I also have some,
In my home.

I wake up every morning,
and visit fifty-odd homes,
Of which, just a few of them,
Throughout the year,
Do like to feed us,
do like to care.

The Silent Sparrow possesses a golden heart.

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Farewell -Bond of Separation

We are not finished just separated, Farewell!
We are not finished just separated, Farewell!

Hey, shout! my dear

      For the villain's cheer,
      My rose has fallen,
      Over here.
      I descend the steps,
      To take you there,
      But over here,
      You will find a mare.
      A mare will,
      Though represent,
      Tend to be a deadly fare.
      Hey, shout! my dear,
      Though not shout,
      For you will make,
      A sudden-ed pout.
      My soul will though remain,
      Not with you, I ascertain,
      It will rest in the peace of yours,
      The wider you spread,
      You may make it browse,
      But with peace I claim,
      For the sake of Karan's name.

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I Deny -Bond Of Separation

I deny your departure, my other self.
I deny your departure, my other self

On the red rose, I wrote
A man’s sacrifice story
And through my vocals and throat
I distributed it in my assembly.

I rearranged the melody,
I rediscovered the aftermath
Re-appealed my past
But couldn’t reimpose the reprimand.

A petal broke when
I headed towards the end
The stem bent down when
I imagined your bloodshed trend.

The suddenness of my words
Led to the cleverness of you
It is easy to leave
Someone who’s Mary Sue.

But I don’t trust if
I let you go then,
I can follow you till
The Lover’s very heaven.

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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.

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