Poetry
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SHADOWS OF CONTINUANCE
So what will you say of Mrs Das down the street Who contracted a cancerous tumour on her throat And passed away last month You tell me to eat my greens, mum I surmise that Mrs Das might not have had a lot of them But is it fair for someone to lose their life Continue reading
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PARENTAL GUIDANCE
And when mama elephant asked her little one “Why don’t you spread your big ears and fly? The sun has set and the day will soon be done Look at Mr Eagle’s son- how he soars so high!” Daddy dog took his little one to school And asked to have a word with the Continue reading
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REGRET
Regret is a wonderful thing, Coupled with hindsight, Equipped with blame and guilt, It is enough to crush your soul I am in such an abyss, looking for hope Searching for light in the dark Hunting for glory in the past Regretting a move I made with disdain But I believe in a forgiving God Continue reading
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A LETTER TO AN AILING DAUGHTER
You’re reading this now on your dimly lit hospital bed Where I never dreamt of setting up a home for you Life has a cruel way of making triumph and disaster look alike And as I shed another invisible tear in your presence There is a bucket-load of this yet to come Whatever you have Continue reading
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A LETTER TO MYSELF ON MY TWENTIETH BIRTHDAY
Dear 5-year-old me, I wish you had taken those rides up the see-saw and slide And not refused to cry when they caught you in seek-and-hide And not pretended that it stung when the dog bit your arm Sadly there was no one around to tell you it meant no harm I wish I was Continue reading
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MY NAIVE HEART
I had a bad dream Of which you were no part It scared me to see no you But I thought maybe you were asleep Like you always are when I say something Maybe my dreams sensed something Maybe they heard of the gentle clouds crying, But what terrified me the most Was not of Continue reading
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DISPUTE
Some people live all their life dreaming While others toil in the mid-afternoon heat Some speak of overcast days and the rain While the others have the world at their feet, Some cry when lost, some shout for relief The others help themselves and their friends Some like Federer while some like Gower The others Continue reading
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A SONG OF LONGING
Whenever I hear the lark singing And see the sun wake up to another fight There is something that draws me in And something that repels me They are both present in identical measures And they’re equally powerful, Now bedraggled, tired and weary This soul of mine is looking for company It achieved tranquillity when Continue reading
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TEACHER’S DAY
Behind every right and every wrong Behind every Jack Johnson song I am sure that there is a teacher Who’s one of a kind, a unique creature, Who shares everything they know Upon every column and every row Giving everything for free A teacher’s not unlike a tree, Teach you ABCs and also the ballet Continue reading
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OLD WORLD, NEW WORLD
They say it’s pouring cats and dogs But somehow the rain has evaded us I’ve seen you in college and asked around And here at the cafeteria forecourt Everybody seems to know you It feels like you’ve seen me But that’s just what I think We exchange glances And you wonder who I am You’ve Continue reading
Mohul is a national-level cricketer, poet, sports journalist, travel writer and essayist from Hyderabad, India.
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