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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SECRET LOVE

I’m happy when you look at me,

A smile is what you see.

You’re the reason, you know,

But what would you get.

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MUMBAI

Mumbai.

The city of dreams,
The city of lights,
The city of togetherness,
The city of boundless spirits.

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EVERYONE DYING TO BE THEMSELVES, SOMETIMES LOVED AND SOMETIMES HATED

You want to leave it, but it doesn’t leave you,

The memories of life, sometimes tend to deceive you.

When the casting of life’s characters seems to be well in control,

Suddenly you realise, there’s nothing that you can ever, continue to hold.

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DO YOU TOO LIKE TO GET LOST IN UTOPIA?

Do you too like to get lost in utopia?

A world that you enter,

When you are half asleep.

Helplessly sleepy, dizzy and confused.

Unsure of reality. Happily submerging.

Far away from the tactical reality,

Innocently introspecting your feelings.

The mind, unwillingly surrendering.

The heart, gracefully taking control.

A world of that is either black or white,

And not a combination of both.

©  Chitra Mishra, Editor

MY OWN VERSION OF UTOPIA

He asked me to wait,

And to hold trust on unpredictable fate.

He assured me that,

He will find me before apocalypse.

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ONE SIDED LOVE

One sided crush? One sided love?

Whatever! It’s just like a fine wine!

It’s the most powerful thing!

One sided love is never gonna work.

It’s just like the failing of Newton’s third law!

Or maybe you spend your whole life pretending it will work out one day!

You are not mine, but I have been loyal in this relationship.

Feeling the pain of losing someone who is not even yours!

It’s just like not hoping for a reply for the message sent.

I don’t know whether it’s making me or breaking me.

But baby! My love has no boundaries.

My one sided love, too, *is a fine wine*. It will always age with time.

Baby! You will be always loved and cared for.

© Ruchika Rana, Author

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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I WANT TO SEE US GROWING TOGETHER

I want to be the vine that entwines you till eternity,

Hugging you, seeking your eternal strength to build mine.

To kiss you at every inch of your existence,

Also budding myself into  blossoms with all that love.

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