Silence

Piercing my gingerly

 laid wall of silence,

Enters those cries,

The cries of hunger ,

The cries of pains ,

The cries of the last hope,

The cries of the lost dreams,

The cries against the corruption,

The cries for equality,

The cries for respect,

The silence as my armour

To silent my conscience,

I stand deaf to those cries,

Never alone,

For ,

I hear, 

Millions of the silent cries 

echoing my silence …

How pained is this heart…

How true is this smile 

That I let the world to see,

How deep is this courage

That I let myself portray,

How pained is this heart

That I never let to bleed,

How dense is my tears

Never to find a vent,

The parts of act I play

In this life’s stage,

Merging my identity

For this role of survival,

Is the secret

I carry to death.

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The papers of my past…

The papers of my past

swept by the years and

lost to my memory

holding the traces of  my

dreams long forgotten

reveal those words 

in one of those moments

when I come across

a familiar face of the past,

Seeking  out the person

dormant for years hiding

in a cocoon of  layers,

soothing the crushed hopes ,

healing the damaged  pride,

hibernating the soul’s resilience

to renew the being  and

rejoice over its victory…







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High up to the sky …

Caught in the loop of  the memories,

As a swing in the air this heart sways,

High up to the sky it goes,

Bubbling with laughter,

Busting with glee to feel the  clouds,

To get those medicines for those burns 

that this society mercilessly inflicts ,

As the pregnant clouds cries its tears,

To wash the sorrows clean,

The heart that swings reaches to

dance with bliss and swim across…

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A war with me…

The reality of the hurts that bleeds

my dreams are the prints that you

leave behind after you meddle  with

my restless soul ,

Never to release your clutches of me

you follow my every move,

To escape is to be free,

To be relieved of  the  hurts you left behind,

Never again to be trapped,

I fight with my might against me,

A war with me,

In search of my true self,

Killed brutally by my ignorance,

Healing the hope that you crushed ,

I search my peace ,

To spread my wings and 

 paint the beautiful rainbow

with my victory colours…





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Keys of respect and love…

Bottled up dreams that are 

layered tight with generations 

of suppression and no release,

now break the barriers 

to free the souls and 

fly high and reach the sky

to  smile and hope for 

the better world,

Where you and me walk hand in hand,

For that was how this world  was made

A female and male equal we hold 

The Key that opens the doors 

to  muthal respect and love .