Rhyming Verse
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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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OUTSIDE THE REALMS OF TIME
Tell me about all your heroes Did they wear crowns and capes? Did they ever come so close And did they time their escapes? Meet me outside the realms of time Away from the vicissitudes of fame Where the notions of hate rhyme With each syllable of your name Combine atrocities with chance Name every Continue reading
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A PLACE FAR FROM HERE
There must be a place far from here That is not quite so worn out and spent My mind’s pulled down by the sheer Umpteenth weight of this mighty ascent A place that boasts of an atmosphere That’s very different to the one present Where birds are caged not by fear And the mighty winds Continue reading
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TIMELESS
He lays his head back to watch the sun set It’s a dull orange now; no longer a threat. He’ll take his time getting his things right Before the day is done and turns into night. There’s a special feeling watching such allure What’s the right time? You can never be sure. So the stage Continue reading
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MINE
A melange of colours in tepid rain Washing away the forthcoming pain Naming a love so uncertain and unsure Shining ahead to the lights that ensure No one’s going to sleep tonight Until you tell me what’s right Don’t close the door- leave it ajar I will always find you, no place that far, Rowing Continue reading
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IF IT’S NOT LOVE
Tortured rivers, can you see Tormented souls trying to be All they ever hoped to see Is now awash the eastern sea When did we become two? A feeling terribly ripped into Cries foul with a new-found glee “A broken heart is all I’ll ever be” A dream fulfills my nightmares Who’s now hidden in Continue reading
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ON THE EDGE
Push me till the point of no return Fires of change making my insides burn Death ahead of me and reality behind this Which leads to carefree abandon and bliss. What is a life that never tried to live? Losing itself in its timeless quest to forgive I can smell death closing in but not Continue reading
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THE FLAG WAS WELL DOWN
With its broken crown, the flag was well down So finally with a frown, long after leaving town It stood shivering in the winter mist After fatally missing destiny’s tryst, Subjugated to fright in the lonely winter night It pitied its plight, sensing the cold it had to fight Terrorised with a fear unspoken Fearing Continue reading
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TELL ME IT’S LOVE
Endless desire, and a meaningless game When will we admit that we’ve felt the same It’s not about from where this feeling came Never meant to be but let this soul be shamed You touch me and it feels like I’ve been set on fire I have surpassed this mortal land, I’m going higher The Continue reading
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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
Mohul is a national-level cricketer, poet, sports journalist, travel writer and essayist from Hyderabad, India.
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