Forms of poetry
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THE DAWN
Time escapes with fleeting dreams, Another day is gone, Bringing along false sunlight it seems That here is the dawn. Heart beats wildly against the chest Wanting to flee, Miniscule part of this eternal quest But it saves me. Light is blinding, the darkness tragic Asks what you see, Spinning past you its astounding magic… Continue reading
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HOME THIS CHRISTMAS
I can see the dimming lights aglow From afar as I trod up the steps to our door, I ring the bell but I hope I haven’t woken you up You open the door and stand there aghast Looking at my dishevelled state You’ve never seen me unkempt and I remember How much you hated… Continue reading
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TO LET YOU KNOW
Merciless winter mornings spent on the grass Hiding behind the comfort of teenage ecstasy Waiting for warmth and the winds to pass, We did not love mildly, nor were we untamed A little bit like two tenacious rivers I recall that bench where our love got named, A touch that sent shivers down my nape… Continue reading
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HEAD OVER WATER
The curse of expectation and the cancer of fate Clouds with no lining just when life seems great But I will not walk away without putting up a fight Give me a chance and then let me walk into the night It’s the poison of the standards I have set Of dripping every ounce of… Continue reading
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THIS DREAM OF TOMORROW
Short-lived emotions running over, Washing away peals of laughter Beads of joy kissed like a lover Do you even know what you’re after? Look out of the window today And let me know what you see Is time washing the pain away Or are the Gods setting you free? Walk out of this room and… Continue reading
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A PHOENIX LAMENTS
He has lost all hope and misplaced all concern At the crossroads he doesnt know where to turn The fire that burned within has now long gone He’s left with nothing but for the hurt to dawn. Despair tugs at him persistently and he relents, Up till a point where he finds he’s lost… Continue reading
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BATTLE OF A LIFETIME
Wakes up to find the Sun up and about, Hurries to get his satchel and clothes now As for the reality of life he has no doubt Pecks Mother on a cheek and to Father bows Rushes to find the day welcoming and fun What a vain way to conceal a future with none.… Continue reading
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REMNANTS
Love, longing, desire No longer mere expressions Just prisons that no one escapes Unseen hands that shaped our love It is not a blameless world We are building cages for us Slowly, steadily, one brick at a time Watching the Sun disappear into A horizon that we used to call our own But who are… Continue reading
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WHAT I WANT BUT YOU DON’T
You merrily sit atop clouds of hopeless allure, While I walk these shores of strife and endure I remember that this is not where we began They tell me I have to go now, I hope I can. You are the sunshine in those vast fields of hope While I am still clinging on… Continue reading
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THE ILLUSION OF THE MIND
Blissful soul, Not an illusion, Not after what we did Delusion, In time. Beating hearts, Escaping from permanence, Miles from reality but verging Perpetuation, After life. Telling lies, Striding after activity, Never peaceful and killing me Calm, Truthful hurt. Loving you, Chose to walk, Chose hurt over love anyway, Haunting, Terrifying nights. Grudging mind, Making… Continue reading
Mohul is a national-level cricketer, poet, sports journalist, travel writer and essayist from Hyderabad, India.
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