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LET HER DOWN EASY
She’s not just some worried daddy’s girl Whom you once loved and then lost, She thinks that she knows the world But as she found out to her cost You weren’t what your innocent smile made you to be It was a line that day she crossed. Let her down easy, Her heart is on 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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Stay
Encased and alone, I walk Troubled and tortured and what not Watching the shadows of yesterday crawl Remembering all the times we’ve fought Waiting for the winds of change to pass you by Hoping for time to change your mind I miss your effulgence in all its pieces As you leave this faraway shudder behind 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
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A WANDERER
There’s some truth in every story you’ve heard, The world’s a stage full of unlikely bards, They are there in every song you’ve wanted to sing, Unaware of all the changes they bring. In a frozen state of the stuttering mind, Do the words start flowing and rhymes you find, And all the verses you Continue reading

Mohul is a national-level cricketer, poet, sports journalist, travel writer and essayist from Hyderabad, India.
Copyright © 2015 by Mohul Bhowmick.
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