DAMSEL BIRD AND A LIVING SOUL

DAMSEL BIRD AND A LIVING SOUL
A painful encounter



An unimaginable thoughtful phrase
You can see him but still can’t chase
He is beautiful by heart, innocent and smart
The only sight of him spread the spark...

His aura is such, you can’t say much
He is as pure as dove, as fresh as a rain drop on bud.
Confidence, self esteem, nation’s pride
Are the words that define him right
Perfection is what he believes in
While hardwork, dedication, determination completes him
Modesty, honesty flows in his blood
And helping others in need is what he has learnt...


His life is expected to be smooth and swift
Until a day comes when he commits a mistake
A mistake of loving a bird……..
“A bird coming from a distant sky
Who love to fly far and high


One day, the bird land up to an unknown place
Don’t know the people, the air was different
But strong will power and determination
Helped her to win the race…


From nowhere came the living soul
Who felt in love with the bird’s flight
With a continuous eye he is gazing the bird

But the innocent bird didn’t realized
That someone is witnessing her side…


Slowly and gaily, they came to know each other
Although distinct they are
But managed to have a walk few miles

The roads are diverging,
The traits are contrasting
But don’t know why the living soul
Stick to have a relation everlasting…

His love was pure, bird can’t stay for more
She has to escape before the dawn
As she can’t reside at an unknown place for long

It is against law in the world of bird
To bond with any individual unknown
For her life is dedicated to her known
And for her it is all about toiling hard to reach
the pinnacle or the highest zone.

It was very authentic on bird’s part but
Very disheartening on the latter’s part…

A damsel she was and remains like that
But knowingly or unknowingly she hurt the living soul.


Soon the fickle bird disappears in the dusky dark
So, At last they have to depart
And this is he story so far,…

The living soul felt dejected but sooner or later
accepted that “the bird was trapped
In her world’s practicality”
Two words STUBBORN and SELF CENTERD defines her undoubtedly.


A new day has come
With alluring sunshine and a fresh beginning

A new bird has hum a song
He kissed her, blessed her
But didn’t stayed there for long
He recalls the X-bird’s flight


Don’t know whether it was real
Or written in her plight

IF I M WRONG

IF I AM WRONG……………………

I don’t know and I can’t say
If I am wrong that’s what people say
My wearing, my food, my studying and friends
My priorities, my life, my ambition
All in mess.

I don’t know and I can’t say
If the other person is wrong or right
If he is cheating on me or if it’s my plight
Somewhere something always goes insane
My idea of perfection is all in vain

I don’t know and I can’t say
If life is taking me or shaking me
I think its more kind of breaking me
My happiness, my cries
My soul and my vibes
Neither anyone can share it
Nor anyone can bear it.

Again, I don’t know and I can’t say
There’s only one supreme power
To take me, to wake me
To guide me, to light me
But what would happen
If it also starts fading
If it become like all

But no
I do believe in him
Because gotta nowhere to bow
In the middle of the sea
Searching my way to go
Sailing and sailing
Deep in the ocean my way goes
With my guiding light
Without thinking of my plight

I don’t know and I can’t say
If my life is meaningful too
If I could lead my life
In my own way
If I could hum my song someday
Could ever feel the joy and gay
Again, I don’t know and I can’t say

MERCIFUL KILLING

This poem is dedicated to a dog cipher……..

MERCIFUL KILLIN G

KILLING!!!
What a brutal word
Writhing pains and groaning tears,
Those warring sigh and moaning cries
This but true before killing

But at times, even killing becomes merciful…..
For some it’s very difficult
Even to survive in pain
His ashes burn in fire
As his life become insane

Nobody can feel other’s pain,
As this world is full of
Self centered creatures
Who are engaged in their own world?
Only those can feel it
Who can hear the heartbeat?
But those hearts are rare
Whose love is selfless and fair

Even I cried but my eyes were dried
It wets me internally
To see god’s futility…..

What this world is comprised of
I can’t understand
For the creator of nature also
I have to complain.

That soul (cipher) was crying for peace
But even he (god) ignored reluctantly
The soul cried and cried
But nobody gave solace.

At last,
A decision was made
To kill alive!!!!
Yes, a merciful killing was done intentionally

It was difficult,
It was indeed difficult
To part the soul intentionally

They kissed it, they blessed it
And then bid adieu

For they know,
This is but the end of his life..

A MERCIFUL KILLING
A BLISSFUL DEED

Led the soul reached the heaven
Led the soul rest in peace!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

LET IT B !!!!!!!

LET IT BE
Unpredictable situations
Complicated journeys
Faithful frnz
It’s a life trend
At times, life’s a mess
But there’s nothing to confess
When life seems dark
Give a smile and let it spread the spark.
No fundaas no agendaaz
Whatever the situation
Let it b

Stop irritating, stop lamenting
Life’s like a chess
So what?
Take tensions outta this mess
Walk blindly on the path
Have confidence in yourself
Gotta somewhere to reach
So live it like life’s a zest
No fundaas no agendaaz
Whatever the situation
Let it b

Life’s mantra is must for all
Ultimate Sufism is what I call
The ultimate thing is music for me
For which I thank my lord thee
Family, frnz, are there to cheer
But chocolates mend all my fears
No fundaas no agendaaz
Whatever the situation
Let it b

Millions of characters
Zillions of their stupid talk
Some of them I do like
But otherz buzz off
Different attributes different faces
At times, they all seem like chimpanzee
To survive with those diplomats
You have to make strategies and plans
But for me
No fundaas no agendaaz
Whatever the situation
Let it b

TALE OF A LONELY GURL

A girl of sixteen in the midst of sea
Lamenting and crying over her destiny
A god lover, a friend, a daughter
And is often remarked by a good laughter.

She understands all but don’t know herself,
Whenever she thought, her tear felt
Every time in pain a name she yells
Saying mother, O! Mother her heart melts.

No ambitions, no goals,
No inspirations, no souls,
She is singing her own song
To lead a life which is so long….

Her role model is none
Because she wants to be her own
She wanted to live a life
Which is in itself a delight...

At last for god she quotes a little
A Pillar of strength you always were
A friend, a guide, a mentor


This is a tale of a lonely girl
But still she says it would become better sure.

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