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i just wanna say...

Sitting at starbuck
Holding my coffee mug
i looked at someone near to me 
he was so humble on his knee
holding a red rose
bracelet and key
saying to the lady standing
just beside me
you are the one i always looked for
in my happiness
in my joy
you are the one i have ever seen
in prayers
in my dreams
you are the one for i can only hope
be with you my girl
i wanna be on top
you are the one i wanna strife
with you my queen
for the rest of my life
coz you are the one
i would never find another
coz you are the pearl
who shines forever
for you my girl i won't say
babu sona mona
coz you are my pagal 
my arizona
trust me darling 
i would never let you down
coz you are the one 
i can be a clown
my dear you are my puzzle
you are my clue
i just wanna say loud it to you
o my girl
i'm deeply in love with you
i'm completely in love with to you
hearing it
the girl was shivering 
the girl was shocked
with a simle on her face
she was so chocked
but her lips wishpered
i am you and you are me
luv is in the air
dear my destiny
everyone was there looking at these two
they were together
they became a boom
©abhay
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i just wanna say...

Sitting at starbuckHolding my coffee mugi looked at someone near to me he was so humble on his kneeholding a red rosebracelet and keysaying to the lady standingjust beside meyou are the one i always looked forin my happinessin my joyyou are the one i have ever seenin prayersin ...
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Abhay Parashari
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Demon of my mind

Sometimes in life it is essential

To unleash the demon of mine!

 

This INSIDER knows me very well

The rage INSIDE it , i cant tell

 

When the horizon of CRUELTY happens

my HEART get dampens

The PUNISHER in INSIDER'S heart 

START gathering weapons

His so called weapons 

Doesnt hurt physically

But kills heart brutally

The PUNISHER INSIDE me 

Starts to write 

Which makes me fright

 

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Demon of my mind

Sometimes in life it is essential To unleash the demon of mine!   This INSIDER knows me very well The rage INSIDE it , i cant tell   When the horizon of CRUELTY happens my HEART get dampens The PUNISHER in INSIDER'S heart  START gathering weapons His so called weapons&...
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Brianil Bisht
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Vipin Pundir
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Fathers daughter

 
Born in this nasty world
With plenty of aspirations.
Solely me - under the day getting fold,
Landed with perspiration.
Lack of bit mud,
grounded on this cursing thud,
down on a day full of scud.
He went back with no noise,
An ambition with lack of rejoice.
Glimpse of sorrow, dreams getting narrow.
"Was he happy,
Or intent to be -
Just because, I am his remorseful second daughter."
 
Days getting passed,
Weeks ending quick and fast.
I grew and flew - to the top of grade.
Alphabets gone, classes flown like a classical parade.
"Was he happy,
Or intent to be -
Just because, I am his adolescent second daughter."
 
Age getting tall,
Career turning a fall.
Friends and relations,
Were my only creations.
Roaming filthy lame brains,
Shackled them under legal chains.
Just because, of their unhealthy veins.
Fear of disaster-
He tensed quick and faster.
"Was he happy,
Or intent to be -
Just because, I am his teenage second daughter."
 
Studies done, earnings come.
Am I a supporting thumb.
Unexpected job - by a female jane.
Proud family, with a precious sane.
"Was he happy,
Or intent to be -
Just because, I am his earning second daughter."
 
Love getting blossom,
Life tuning awesome.
Escaping home nights with humane fear,
Spending with friends and all my dear.
Family and relatives - step into matter,
Me and my desires - can't all they cater.
Gossips all around,
Rumors grow and end down.
"Was he happy,
Or intent to be -
Just because, I am his marriageable second daughter."
 
Time to move towards whole new world.
New relations, new emotions
New wishes , new roles
Each being emerging goal on this world.
Embracing the change,
Adhering the lovely waiting pain.
Stepped into an ironic whispering campaign.
Daddy - I will always miss those days
You loved us in all different ways.
"Are you still happy,
Or intent to be -

 

Just because, I am your never returning second daughter."
 
- Nawal (नवल)
 
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Fathers daughter

  Born in this nasty world With plenty of aspirations. Solely me - under the day getting fold, Landed with perspiration. Lack of bit mud, grounded on this cursing thud, down on a day full of scud. He went back with no noise, An ambition with lack of rejoice. Glimpse ...
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Nawal Goyal
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Are we living our life?

Water water round the corner,
Neither jungle nor the ground.

 
Buildings are the fame of nation, 
Why to leave a vacant ground.

 

Skies no more empty, empty now seems river. 
Bricks and rods are valued.
Concrete clusters round and round.

 

Trees are busted so being villages,
When will creatures get some privileges’?

 

Cutting trees, relocating bees.
Humans are singing, crying all the seas.

 

Are we really singing?

Depleting resources, destructing creatures, decimating farmers.
Numerous busy earning papers.

Are we really earning?

 

Savings are drafted, life virtually crafted. 
Just for this so called drive.

 
Few decades of hardship, plenty of sacrifice. 
WHY - only to live a luxurious future old life.

Are we living our life?
Are we enjoying our life?

 

- Nawal (नवल)

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Are we living our life?

Water water round the corner,
Neither jungle nor the ground.  
Buildings are the fame of nation, 
Why to leave a vacant ground.   Skies no more empty, empty now seems river. 
Bricks and rods are valued.
Concrete clusters round and round.   ...
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Nawal Goyal
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Day Dream

Chirping bird's, crowing cocks.
Rising sun behind the rocks.
 
Time to wake-up, time for make-up.
Scuffed my teeth went through a dread up.
Spouted toothpaste, came down the face gel.
Unlatched the bucket tap, dribbled the shower hell.
 
It's really going to be a miserable day...
 
Unironed uniform, unprepared breakfast.
Departed to mount metro very fast.
Staggered and fell down the streets.
With torn pants and semi injured knees.
Went back, changed and followed the very same street.
Bit conscious reached with unhealed aforesaid knees.
 
It's really going to be a miserable day...
 
Meeting, presentation was all that's needed,
Pity on me neither of things were seeded.
Red eyes filled with anger did grew,
He threw me out infront of entire crew.
 
It's really now been a miserable day...
 
Sat down on the cubicle,
Weeping for a de-stressing jingle.
 
Awakened, as the alarm cried.
Stunned, to see the day dried.
Was dream of a Sunday's afternoon,
Thankful, as the miserable turned cool soon.
 
It's not a miserable day anymore...
 
Praying the day dream doesn't turn true,
Believe it's mythological and remains untrue.
 
- Nawal (नवल)
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Day Dream

Chirping bird's, crowing cocks. Rising sun behind the rocks.   Time to wake-up, time for make-up. Scuffed my teeth went through a dread up. Spouted toothpaste, came down the face gel. Unlatched the bucket tap, dribbled the shower hell.   It's really going to be a miserable day...   Unironed ...
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Nawal Goyal
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No reason to regret

Glory glories just nowhere, celebrations neither around
Little angle just down here, landed into this ground.

 

Crowded land plenty of lamebrains, 
Remorsing thoughts dipping into their brains.

 

Lord,
Change the land, change the mind stance,
Morons as such need not be given a chance.

 

Girls are those holy majestic gift,
Cruel world many a time doesn't uplift.

 

Girls in this world have 'No reason to regret'.
Every reason to revive,
Every reason to survive.

 

-Nawal

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No reason to regret

Glory glories just nowhere, celebrations neither around
Little angle just down here, landed into this ground.   Crowded land plenty of lamebrains, 
Remorsing thoughts dipping into their brains.   Lord,
Change the land, change the mind stance,
Morons as such need not be given a ...
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Nawal Goyal
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Woman

Yes, a woman cries, to hide her faults,

Yes, a woman envies, till a man molts,

Yes, a woman is tender, can't equally fight,

Yes, a woman goes overboard, in an effort to look bright.

Yes, a woman often loses reason and untiringly argues

Yes, a woman ain't exposed to the world, easy to confuse.

Yes, a woman misuses, prerogatives she is granted,

Yes, a woman believes easily, doubt in her mind can be easily planted,

Yes, a woman is tacit, about physical desires,

Yes, a woman can be malicious, for another woman conspires,

Yes, a woman is submissive, to men at large,

Yes, a woman doesn't lead, makes men incharge.

 

What a creation a woman is, 

To her imperfections, losing worth,

For all those who nodded,

Yes, a woman is responsible also for your birth!

- Swati

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Woman

Yes, a woman cries, to hide her faults, Yes, a woman envies, till a man molts, Yes, a woman is tender, can't equally fight, Yes, a woman goes overboard, in an effort to look bright. Yes, a woman often loses reason and untiringly argues Yes, a woman ain't exposed to ...
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Stuti Shah
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Politics

At helm, I drive the nation I own,

Nation, I don't serve, but I own.

It's my show business,

All it's  people, I harness.

What I speak, is profoundest of all,

If I walk an arena, I ought to be most tall.

My stature you question, I question your life.

Polity is for elite, not for those who every day strive.

What I stage, dare you see it with undertone.

You can allege me for what you see on surface, or I answer with drone.

I mock your impotence, you are merely a puppet,

You feel avenged when you raise your fearful finger at my bad debt.

While I conspire to be the almighty,

Replace your allegiance and be your deity.

You rejoice that you revolutionise and change the history,

For eons I perpetuated, you remained unperceptive of the mystery.

 

- Swati

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Politics

At helm, I drive the nation I own, Nation, I don't serve, but I own. It's my show business, All it's  people, I harness. What I speak, is profoundest of all, If I walk an arena, I ought to be most tall. My stature you question, I question your ...
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Stuti Shah
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Eternally Yours

My inward looking self wants to outlive you,

For it can't endure the agony of seeing you from an unsurmountable distance.

For it can't let you shoulder your own responsibility.

For it hasn't ever forlorn you for a moment.

For it hasn't seen you writhe in pain of me walking away from you.

My dear husband, do not let me die first.

For I can't let you at anyone elses' mercy.

Leave for your heavenly abode while I still breathe,

My inward looking self wants to outlive you.

 

 0h dear wife, what I have learnt from you, let me showcase,

 From that unsurmountable distance, you can see me and praise.

 I can't leave you alone, without my love and want,

 I can't leave you to survive, on what our children unwillingly grant.

Your inward looking self has overlooked my love, for years.

Come lets embrace the destiny together, let's raise a toast to our end, Cheers!

 - Swati

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Eternally Yours

My inward looking self wants to outlive you, For it can't endure the agony of seeing you from an unsurmountable distance. For it can't let you shoulder your own responsibility. For it hasn't ever forlorn you for a moment. For it hasn't seen you writhe in pain of me walking ...
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Stuti Shah
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