Mind
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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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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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DEAR DADDY
Dear daddy, Thank you for trying to bring me up in this cold world, Thank you for letting me live even though I was a girl. You always thought I would one day make you proud, Yes, mommy used to always say it out loud. I loved the time spent together with you and Mom, Continue reading
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PAPER CLOUDS
Your steely heart and icy reserve Play second fiddle to your excitable nerve You always take on the world with no fear Keeps you in stead when the storm is here. They tell you every bend is a learning curve To your steely heart and icy reserve Pushing yourself for bringing out all you have Continue reading
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THE MONSOONS OF 2013 AND HOW JEFFREY ARCHER CHANGED MY LIFE
I became a very big fan of AB de Villiers in 2013. The South African was keeping wickets for the Test team back then and I was doing the same for St Andrews and the Hyderabad Schoolboys. But it weren’t his graceful cover drives or brutal straight drives or the 180 degree swiveling scoop shot Continue reading
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THINK I DON’T REMEMBER
Assurance on face, cowardice beneath your vision Seats taken, single man on a mission Of all things constant, what does time tell you? You think I don’t remember but I do. Sweaty palms, knees are heavy Still in bed but you’re scared already You’re facing a firing squad but you have no clue, You think Continue reading
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“HERE I AM”
My masked friend turns up here again And with no shame I try to run And I’m nearly done. He has a way of always finding me We are meant to be I scrape my way But my friend’s here to stay. He has a way of speaking to me He just wants me to Continue reading
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WHAT HAVE YOU LOST?
You have reached new heights, touched another peak, But as you enter the room you’re still tempted to speak, You have lost that restraint you used to not appear weak, And every chance of you having a life looks bleak. You have lost that fire in your heart trying to become a man And seeing Continue reading
Mohul is a national-level cricketer, poet, sports journalist, travel writer and essayist from Hyderabad, India.
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