Life
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AN ABHORRENT IDEA
Pushing her books and hair out-of-the-way, Advancing like it was just another day, She looks up to see the clouds of despair meet, Looks down to her soul that she can never cheat. A harrowing existence brought to life by hate, But there’s no way that she can escape her fate, It’s written in the Continue reading
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POISON
They say that you are not good for me, With your cautious lips and dewy eyes. And those soft hands that set me free, Leaving me guileless as I chase this prize. They say that you are like the cloudy skies, And I will take too long to understand That your cautious lips and dewy Continue reading
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INDIA AT 70- AN IDEA GONE ASTRAY?
India today finds itself at a crossroads: the decision of whether to move ahead with the times by embracing the West or to stay stagnant by sticking to her own convictions has been killing her for quite some time now. But India is no longer that meagre, weak, submissive land of Maharajahs, snake charmers Continue reading
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DRIVE YOU HOME
Long after the Sun has set, And the waves have crashed and met, Whenever you’re in any doubt, Know that you won’t have to shout, I’ll be here to drive you home. Long after your legs have given way, I won’t care if it’s night or day, When you’re tired and feel like you’ve had Continue reading
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THE DEAL
A young man set out with his parents in his Audi, Looking for a prospective bride, They had searched all town but found nobody, To fulfill their distinct needs inside. The process seemed serious and just, And it delivered all the same, The man wanted someone he could trust, His parents wanted a girl who Continue reading
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EVERYBODY KNOWS
Everybody knows that the world is crumbling, But they are all attached to the string. That they are all tied to with their egos bound, But to help you, see, there’s now no one around. They all know that the earth is on fire, But no one’s willing to walk down the wire, With Continue reading
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A FIRE IN THE RAIN
Running across, just like she vowed Not hunched down, nor head bowed Cursing her luck- a boon not a bane She has no clue how to break the chain But she can’t build a fire in the rain. Pulling together, he stands up straight He’s always known how not to trust fate Striding the streets, Continue reading
Mohul is a national-level cricketer, poet, sports journalist, travel writer and essayist from Hyderabad, India.
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