A CLASSICAL FILM

Silently is how I drown in my tears.

Spilled out pain is what it is. Every drop of my tear trying to

put down the fire in my heart. The Rage would never become less.

No matter how many tears are shed. Our memories is what I see

when I close my eyes. A Classical film, is what our love story is.

Where the man leaves and the woman dies. In the ocean of her

tears is where she commits suicide. She seems to be motionless.

But she is fully awake. When the world Is sleeping. And the moon is signaling!

It is when She says goodbye!

©  Ghananjani

SHE WILL CONQUER THEM ALL

They slashed her wings,

So that she cannot fly.

Stripped off her freedom,

Hoping that she would die.

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YOU WILL THANK GOD FOR THAT DAY

In some moment of life comes a time. The one that most people are afraid of. The one that make you feel alone in a crowd. You will be left helpless, hopeless and meaningless. The only thing you will have left to offer is yourself.

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HOPE

My eyes are shedding tears,

As I am in pain.

A very closest of mine,

Left me in vain.

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AN UNENDING ROAD

Just figured ahead of me is , as I continuously walk,

I walk, run, fall, crawl to find a way,

A way out of this maze.

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DEAR WOMEN

My dear women,

Stop grappling for everything,

From morning to evening.

 

My dear women,

Learn to speak,

Cause either they will think you are so weak.

 

My dear women,

You are beautiful on your own way,

You don’t have to change for their mind’s play.

 

My dear women,

Stop whimpering and  hiding your face under pillow,

You have the right to glow.

 

If she is wearing short,

She is a whore.

If she is free and frank,

She is sllaber frow .

 

She has given up her dreams,

Only cause of you are so important as firm.

She changed her avenue,

Cause now she learnt  to be complacent with you.

 

Carrying  smile on her face,

Serving food to washing clothes.

Cleaning house to looking after menage’s,

She does everything .

 

Taking as its her duties and she has to clinch.

She is trying to looking elegant,

Just because of trying to getting attention from them.

 

No woes,

Ahhh, actually she expunges,

What is it ?

She dealt up with it,

And forged another connotation for it.

 

In last its not enough for all,

Flinging her dreams,

Taking him as her firm.

 

No breaks, doing duties as hireling,

Instead, she is also the member of that dwelling.

 

My dear women,

Please stop holding those things,

Which are not meant for your livings.

 

You are not a scullery maid,

You are the mistress with your own privilege.

©  Jina Upadhyaya

I BROKE UP WITH MY BEST FRIEND

You know last year I broke up with my best friend.

Yes it was an uninvited disaster to my life.

But still today when I think about the scenario it leaves me with numb eyes.

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WORDS ARE NOT ENOUGH

Words are not enough,

As I love you more than I show.

Onset for us was a little tough,

But now I love you more than you know.

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SHE IS A LIFE GIVER

Gave us the vision,

To see the world around us.

Gave us a beautiful soul,

To feel the air around us.

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A GIRL WITH CUTE CURLS

A girl with cute curls,

Entered my heart so quick.

A fresh sweet friendship, 

Strikes up in a wink.
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