It’s been two to three times,When I have forgotten my rhymes.It’s been a very long week,When I’ve forgotten to cycle the creek. It’s been a very long day,When lunch has fallen away.It’s been a very long month,Since health has gone astray. It’s been a very long hour,With no time for a prayer.It’s been a very …
You are so Bright, And I can See you, But Today is not the end. We fight, trouble each other, But, Today is not the end. Whenever we evaporize, We rise like normal sand and sea. “© 2025 Jaskaran Singh. All rights reserved.” “Unveil the magic in every word! ✨ Don’t miss out—discover it now.” …
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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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📢 Big News for My Amazing Readers! 📖✨ Dear wonderful readers, I’m beyond excited to share something truly special with you today—my book is officially here! 🎉 “The Mysteries You Can Solve: A Journey Through Poetry and Reflection” is not just a collection of poems. It’s a reflection of our shared journey—filled with deep emotions, …
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In matters of the heart, time often plays tricks on us. This story unfolds a chapter from a recurring love tale—one that brought Daisy into my life a year ago. With her arrival, she revealed hidden layers of my existence—both unexpected and melancholic. Two months into our relationship, Daisy shared a cherished piece of her …
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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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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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When I fell from the 18th floor of a building, When I was handcuffed and given some pills, When I looked in the mirror and said hello to myself, When I saw no one around me while grass rooted in a small cottage, Today, I met with justice. They say justice looks like time: On …
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We need space, dear! When I’m alone,I’m a sad person,When I’m with my friends,I’m a mad person.But, to depend on the internet,Oh! Ho, the internet is a bad person. I go to work,My pal is a cheerful person,My boss is a bald personBut none of them like the internet,The internet is a bad person. I …
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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 …
