Never Picked

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Beauty never matters  is easy to state

prejudices part of all thee .

The way you speak ,

The way you look ,

Comments ever fly’s

 

Why people are opined ?

it strikes a thought ,

The world is way happy without the shout .

 

Never Picked by love

Victimized me ,

Complaining me ,

 

Never Picked from me ,

Victimized you,

Complaining you ,

 

Soul is all that matters

Soul is what comes to rest

Soul is the one , constant under test …..

 

Beauty is just a word

Never pick as it is blurred …

 

 

 

The Emotions Of Strength

 

The cry of born baby is always fascinating
The cry of the growing baby is happiness of first walk
The cry of child is a playground wound
The cry of the boy are his high demands
The cry of the youth is his teenage problem
The cry of a guy is his lost love
The cry of man is his fate
The cry of an aged is his weak bones
THE cry for the person is for a lost life

     All cries are experienced
But to save are very handy
Depressed cries are the worst
But it strengthens your emotions like a burst
Each step gives you a skilled strength
But bottle of emotions still filled in heart
To conquer the bottle is difficult
But to flush out has to be the final result
The Emotions Of Strength are tough to battle with
But an ultimate part of body to fiddle with

In The Midst Of The Crowd

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Lives are running
You are marooned in
a rote
Don’t know how to
get out of it’s mote

Always bemused
in the situation
I couldn’t understand
my phobic agitation

Mind occlusion
has worsened
it’s complications.

In the midst of crowd
I felt no one is hearing
But then realized I
need to be my cheering

Choosing a wrong path
is ever an alternative
Clear conscience is
your ultimate motive

The world is bad,
slogans are shout
Saving yourself
has now become a
doubt

You go with the twine
Still try best for your
pine.

The Endless Wait

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The road is risky
You knew from the start
Still you chose to get a
new heart.

Bumps are bound to
arrive
With which it is difficult
to survive.

You knew the bumps
are growing bigger
But never knew the
wait could trigger.

The path seems to
be an endless wait
Yet you conquer
wisdom in freight.

The patient phase
is killing you inside
Still don’t let your
anger slide.

Each time I want
to end the poem
in black
But I cut myself
a slack.

As I Know one
day the road
shall welcome me
back.

 

 

 

 

Hoping The Expected

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Deep down you know
it will not happen
But an inch of hope
becomes your weaken.

You wait for months
to hear the delayed
A voice still whispers
don’t bother the yield

You knew the day
was not yours
But still expect a
secure thought

The hold is done
expected is recurred

Yet you believed
unexpected to occur

Hoping the expected is
what must have accepted
But miracles do happen is
(expected)

You shed few more tears
which was done during delay

Now no more wait
no more tears

You get up again and
begun a new gear

 

 

A Road Trip

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Rains have arrived in my country
Stranded in study room for a year
had left me dry and doom

Inexplicable connection to nature
I shunned my laptop for creature
Road trip to Ghats made me feel alive
Peeping my face through window
I felt my need for meadows
Watching young boys
sell berries ,my heart silently cried.

Stopping by the roadside
for a country corn is must
But having served by a minor
should my craving be just ?
Nevertheless I continue my
journey of nature .

Fascinated by waterfalls and mountains
My clicking never stops .
But unable to capture as doppelganger leaves
me a flop.

So I shutdown the screen and feel the
serene through my breathe .
The tranquil is contagious but departure
has arrived .

Way back to home is a mixed feeling
To be happy for the nature or sad for
the road kids ?
Is always a question to ponder.

 

 

Unknown ‘Silence’

My Blog post doesn’t go with my main blog name(tvhookedfigures)….but this was the only poem i have ever written seriously . So just thought of sharing it !!!! 

DSC00708Strange this word is sometimes I feel

Strange this word is sometimes what it depicts

Strange this word as sometimes it’s a prayer

Strange this word is as sometimes it kills

Strange this word is as sometimes it hurts

Strange this word is as sometimes it confuses

Strange this word is as sometimes we wish

Strange this word is as sometimes this helps

Strange this word is as sometimes its emotions

Strange this word is as sometimes its anger

But stranger is the meaning of it as 

Sometimes It expects to infer

Sometimes It expects to live with it

Sometimes It expects to die with it

Sometimes It expects to hide it

How I wish I could interpret this word

 How I wish all could inferred this word when required 

       And that’s how I feel strange as it is quoted to

                                 BE GOLDEN