Fading bonds

This poem is pure fire unraveling the burning emotions that have been suppressed in me for so many years. I know this poem will create a lot of friction; I might be blacklisted as I’m bringing up the “hush-hush” matter to the surface. I don’t believe in playing fake games & I don’t believe in fake relations. I do believe in karma and no one can run away from it. The words are simply flowing in me just like the blood stream. I’m not driven by rage but it’s about putting the matter out in space.

It’s time to unfold the untold story
Everything appears so green from your storey
If you dare come down from the cloud fake glory
You would see the red drops cover ground gory

Now get ready to smell some indecent scent I prepared
It would shake you to show the things you did back then
You were that big bro who weren’t really ever present
All you cared was percent & some extra cents
Did you ever care of the li’l one that love (God) sent?
It didn’t matter how far & how you lived back then
If you could simply unfold your arm & extend
But you would never feel her sorrow & the pain she felt
So here I stand & spread the ink to paint this picture
Sensing it’ll one day make a deep & permanent imprint in you

You & I belong to the same old family
But could you first explain this term we call family?
Where the bills mattered more than the family bonds 
You didn’t even hesitate taking your siblings’ funds
As if your own big plate wasn’t full enough 
All you cared was to stuff the greens under the rug
I can still see that picture where you played that thug
“Feed the greed” was indeed what you did
But no complaint ever, her lips were always sealed
And then you say blood relations matter the most, huh?

You see, family is simply a useless tag
If you demote the love & emote, then what is left? 
But one day you would realize, you did make some bad choices
When karma would hit you & won’t make no noise
“What you sow is what you reap” can’t be denied
You still have some time to make it right 
But oh no, it’s too late coz your li’l sis ain’t alive

And before I go, hear this one last thing
If you did not live & if you did not mean
Then why the stories & why you pretend?
Live from your heart & love from there
This is the beginning of the very end

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Slick-flick

This is a sensual poem I wrote for a change. It’s about how I’ll progress towards a woman from the fantasy world. It’s about flirt, love & lust.

You know I love you till the end
You’re constantly in my head
This is how I’ll progress
When I meet you in true space

I would look into your eyes
Would hold you very tight
French you really pretty deep
And bite your beautiful lusty lips

Then I would throw you on the bed
And kiss tenderly your slender neck
Perhaps caress your sensual chest
Then unbutton your sexy dress

I would make la la la la….la
Ok, I ain’t telling you the rest
Coz I’m censoring the best
Don’t you now get so upset

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The Pen & The Fraud

This poem is also related to my previous poem called Lies. Since decades, a lie had been running in the family. The elders thought I didn’t know the real story. They have been selling & telling the story of their good deed but the real story was never told. I have to put a stop to that, to say enough is enough. Suffering, pain, sacrifice & trauma are the main reasons to write this poem; not just mine but my whole family.

I’m fighting this mental bout
And simply wondering about
The why & the what
It’s pretty crazy somewhat

This is just not a thought
But an old & bloody clot
Suffocating the central block
It’s breathless & sort of clogged

The story back then you plot
Where a few people did nod
To sail your boat a knot
It’s nothing but the fraud

You ain’t wealthy but broke
Infact a kind of crook
It’s a pity if you look
Lies are written in your book

Now don’t say I smoke pot
Don’t take another cheap shot
I’ll call you Sir Lie a Lot
And pen you down to slaught

You see my pen can be that rod
It could make one bleed & rot
But this is not the path
I intend to ever walk

So stop flying high on your cloud
Do not fog anymore the crowd
My pen would then be that sword
It will cut your lies & the fraud

I know you do have a heart
Deep down you ain’t that snot
Look in the eyes when you talk
This is the only shot you’ve got

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Reflections

Sometimes we want to be a character, a fantasy, which we are not in reality as it could be close to impossible to find oneself. If we dig deeper, we’ll find the God that we try to search everywhere but within ourselves.

It’s all started coming back to me
It’s like watching a movie on tele
This tv is nothing but my heart you see
It’s sending the pictures of you & me

The Hero, The Comedian & The Villain you seem
Sitting on the surface of thin skin you wear
They push the buttons to make you feel
The one that you think you wish to be

But is it that reality you want to breathe?
The Good, The Bad, The Ugly is so cheasy
The role of your existence is way milky
The ground you stand on is not shaky

Now rewind all over to watch it again
Give full attention & just do not scan
Dig a bit deeper under that sensitive skin
This time you’ll notice how it all began

Wear the glasses to see that dimension
The God, The Lover & The very Being we mention
The brightest star of the heavy production
The DNA of this beautiful creation
Is all within you beyond sense perception
Close your eyes & sense the deepest relation
Finding yourself is self realization
It’s you & me and our sacred reflections

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Happy Diwali

It’s Diwali or one can say Deepawali time in India. My way of wishing family and friends to clean the skeletons from their closet but not just cleaning the house. It’s the festival of lights, joy and victory of good over evil.

Happy Diwali family & friends

Festival of lights & some trends

Cleaning skeletons in the closet

Welcoming the goddess of wealth

Be that prosperity & happiness

Dressing so nicely & looking fresh

Gatherings with family everywhere

Eating mithai every single day

Firing the crackers in the air

Playing 3 patti & blackjack, oh yeah

Let’s enjoy the great Diwali festival

Best wishes from this part of Sphere

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Lies

This poem uncovers the lies that I’ve been told all my life. Sometimes people live in self-denial & want to believe & live the lie. My folk’s biggest sacrifice was twisted to the biggest lie, to come up as the saviour; Godly like. The pain, the suffering, the tears, the trauma was overlooked in the name of lies.

Lies….
I don’t hear anything but the lies
So many years have now passed by
Even though the time seems to fly
All I hear are the stories of earth & sky
They are covered up in nothing but the lies
Two persons’ biggest ever sacrifice
Twisted by you all into the greatest lie

They were in deep pain & sorrow
Trauma was residing in their marrow
Til their last moments they swallowed
They hid the reality to avoid the quarrel
To simply protect you both
It seems they took some kind of oath

But what did they get in the end?
Those who are still alive didn’t comprehend
The how, the what & the why
How could they even withstand?
To give the cute one far far away
But all they wanted was to help you pave
The life you both had dreamt
What’s the need to disrespect the dead?
You weren’t the savior back then which you pretend

This all became so powerful in my soul
All I wanted to do was to stop you & roar
When I saw how you delivered that lie
You didn’t even blink for a second your eye
In a moment you were that king
Who helped the poor souls with that thing
I wanted to cry & scream
You a sly
Why do you still deny?
Just stop telling anymore this lie
All you wanted to look good in everyone’s eyes
But can you even look deeper into your own eyes?
When your high was based on this pure lie

You see this ain’t a game of hide & seek
I feel I’m about to explode & get quite sick
All I want you now is to stop telling this lie
You are also hurting the ones who are still alive
You know that I love you
I always have
But I don’t understand
Why you cover your face & spit the lie?
I hope you would care for those who are now dead
The cute one must also know the real tale
Be the man & break open the shallow shell
So come out of your ego before you drop dead

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