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Hoarded Fortune

How do you disguise your blessings so well? For such a long time, I mistook them for misfortunes. As I searched for my way In this desert of shifting dunes. I took you for a sadist when You disguised my lessons as tragedy. Now I know you denied me my gluttony, When I was just…

Unrequited Hate

Let the revenge go cold And then throw it away in the sink. Let the treachery slide Like a debt gone bad, Never paid back. Let not your insides turn to bile But smile gently at their guile. Fold the rage, make a plane And let it fly into the rain. Let the pain win…

Tiger in the Twilight

A little bird rocks away On the tip of a leaf. The months roll into years Fill with gibberish. The weeks gather dust My tools in the shelf gather rust, Pains seep into each other And I can’t make out one from another. Yet, even as them pains tighten their grip, My dreams they still…

The Wait (poem)

Posted on April 12, 2020April 12, 2020 by avik

Don’t take the pain away, I pray Lest I forget how bad it had hurt, Just give me a song if you can So it doesn’t sting so hard.   Don’t take those memories away Lest I forget to mind the gap, Just give me a fairytale where the hero Can leap coolly across the…

The trade I made

The trade I made ———————- Time I took stock of the past few days The things I bought, the trades I had Some of them iffy, some not so bad! Sweet anticipations for sweeter memories Some ugly pains for beautiful stories. A lotta smiles I got, for a few laughs.. tops And a softer pillow…

Turning corners

Turning corners —-?————— I haven’t always looked before I leapt, Made promises that were not kept. Times I priced my trust too low, Times I learnt my lessons slow. Times I turned blind corners too fast, And ended up stubbing my toe. But I’ve tried through it all To not get hurt till before the…

The puzzle of the pearl

The puzzle of the pearl —————————– I had a pearl, as radiant as light. Actually, I might’ve had it for long, Way longer than I knew I did. But discovering it did me little good. For I knew not its value, Neither its use nor its food. I wondered what to do with my pearl….

Who wrote it all?

Who wrote it all? ———————- Who was it that put you in my story? And who wrote in all of you? Was it the one and the same, Or were there many, or just a few? Who drew these beautiful pictures in my book – The green of the forests, the skies in blue And…

On the road less travelled

On the road less travelled ?——————————- Yes, I took the road less travelled And it’s been a while I have tread. Perhaps now’s a time as good as any, To take stock of all the difference it made. I stand here today, as I had stood that day Facing the darkness, or ought I say…

(Not) Just Saying (Poem)

Maybe this exam wasn’t meant For you to score a hundred percent Maybe not an eighty, nor a fifty That’s how they’d made this to be. Maybe this wasn’t meant to be easy or fair But to see, my child, if you would hang in there; Till the last bell rang, till the fat lady…

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