POETRY DECODED

It's conscience stripped naked
Bare truth under spotlight
Hatred unmasked
Love demystifyed
Hypocricy decoded.

It's politics
Painted in black and white
Economics in layman's tone
History in today's context
Yet jargon to the un-open minded.

It's dialogue
Between a liberated heart
And an enslaved universe
Yet a monologue
Only audible in a scribble
Of an honest quill.

It's you, me, us
All in a progressive discourse
It's life, death
Yet immortality
Beyond the pen's handler.

CHERISHIG YESTERDAY

I don’t wanna look back

My eyes can’t stand the scenes
Yet my soul and mind remains behind
Behind the veil decorated with tear drops
Behind the veil of nostalgic moments
Moments before death robbed my happiness
Moments I became motherless
Moments before I almost turned radar-less.

I just wanna forge forward
Forget the sorrowful nights
Face the life as she’d taught me
Conquer the world as I had promised her
Change the world around me;
Though she’s no longer there
From paradise she’ll be smiling
Though I still cherish yesterday
The tomorrow she’d hoped for me
Is what I cherish even more.


(This poem is dedicated to my dear late mother who passed on 23rd  April seven years ago)

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