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A Tomorrow without Me

This poem is written in the POV of an orphan child who's a victim of bullying.

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A tomorrow without me,
The world would never stop its spree,
From everyone, I want to flee,
To a distant island and be free.

Cutting my chains,
I'll become a butterfly,
I'll spread my wings and fly,
Away from this land, which is awry.

I need a magic door,
A doorway that can take me away,
I want to be all alone,
Where I need not groan.

To that island, where there are no people,
Where your appearance is not your feeble,
Where there is no darkness,
Where there is no sadness,
Where there is no hatred,
Where the world is not parted.

I wonder if anyone notices my absence,
It should not make any difference,
Sun shines in the valley like everyday,
Wind plays with the dried leaves tomorrow and today,
Schoolmates go to school without any bother,
My so-called friends will live like nothing has changed altogether.

Or, would it be simple if I never existed?
If I never persisted?

A tomorrow without me,
The world would never stop its spree,
From everyone, I want to flee,
To a distant island and be free.

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Share your thoughts about the poem. And also, share your views about how we can stop bullying.

A Sonnet for Suicide Committers


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Hasn't your brain played on you
Several times, some silly prank?
Such as in an important exam
Making you go completely blank...


And you losing your cherished dream
Of achieving the first rank...
Then into the depths of the ocean
Of depression you sank...


With,to get saved by holding on to
Not even a wooden plank!
You watch, as what had to be yours
Is taken by others with a fierce yank...


No,you aren't yet down and out...
Because your mind is a memory tank!
On which,at any time of utmost need
You can most reliably bank!


You are your own inspiration!
In your determination, never be lank!
Remember, nobody died of hard work!
Victory will surely be on your flank!


Let the machinery of your mental prowess
Roll on ceaseless, shaft and crank!
Let it never shut down
With a loud, unconvincing clank!


Accumulate new ideas, for without them
Your precious mind may go dark and dank!
Stop not till the goal is reached, for when it is,
You'll have only yourself to thank!!!

The Reflection of a Lost Soul



Her eyes so deep,
Deep enough to lose yourself if you peep;
Millions of stories they behold,
Which always remain untold.

Dressed in red,
To impress in bed;
Unsterlized needles made her dread,
Underneath her body, she's dead.

Shredded in clothes,
Mending her sore wounds;
Covered in make up,
To mask her scars.

There she lied,
In the heartless man's lap;
Her identity hidden,
Between her legs.

She looked into the mirror,
Seeing the reflection of her lost soul,
A voice echoed softly,
"Why can't someone love me?"

Because she's a prostitute?



A Tribute to Teachers


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A Tribute To Teachers...

You're the ones
Who script our fate
Your lessons make 
Our minds create.

No matter the doubts
Small or great
You try your best, always
Us, to your level, elevate.

With equations and graphs,circuits and waves
Our eager brains you intoxicate
The ideas that spring out therefrom
On no scale can we rate.

O, the quality of thoughts
That in our minds you stimulate!
They always help us
To keep up to date.

No matter the marks we get
You, we would never hate
You're loftier in fame than all others
Because our hunger for knowledge you satiate.

The Simple Truth of Life



"Hate" has four letters, so does "Love".

"Temple" has six letters, so does "Mosque" or  "Church" have.

"Negative" has eight letters, so does "Positive".

"Hurt" has four letters, so does "Heal".

"Failure" has seven letters, so does "Success".

"Anger" has five letters in it, so does "Peace".

"Rich" has four letters, so does "Poor".

"Cheat" has five letter, so does "Trust".

"Hurt" has four letters, so does "Help".

"Fake" has four letters, so does " Real".

"Fear" has four letters, so does "Risk".

"Lose" has four letters, so does "Gain".

"Sad" has three letters, so does "Joy".

Your attitude and how you perceive things will define your life !!

The World's Diamond!

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A girl is a fragrant flower
A girl is a distant dream
She's the best ever lover
In life's cake,she's the cream!

Her razor-sharp mind works wonders
And cuts like a laser beam
A girl is one whom all adore and admire
Because she's the best mate in any team!

Only a girl can make a boy 
Write love letters by the ream
For without her beauty and love
The world would come apart at the seam!

With her deeds and love,wit and flair
She makes all life shine and gleam
She soothes and calms,cares and cures
Just like the green leaves of the neem.

If man's life is a gigantic turbine
Then behind it,she's the steam...
Every single thing,big or small
Much more beautiful she makes them seem!



The Clown



He loved the smile,
Which always stayed away a mile;
All his mistake was being born,
Like an ugly looking object of scorn.

The world gave its curse -
"Stay away from me", you averse,
And he was left alone,
Trapped between hatred and bemoan.

But, Alas! He loves the smile,
So, he decided to make the people smile;
He masked his face to become a clown,
And made their worries drown.

A tear in his eye, 
But who knows his heart is dry;
For the same world which laughed,
He masked to make it laugh;
People only enjoy his laugh,
The same ones who marked him chaff.

So, weird the world is !!



My archenemy-Sleep


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Everyone must have felt excessive sleepiness at some point in their lives.Especially students-they are robbed of their precious time and struggle to cope with it.This poem tells about my own experiences with this unavoidable reason for failure.






O Sleep,why do you trouble me
During my most crucial times?
As if I've committed
A million crimes!

Day after day,hour after hour
You force my head down on the bench
Relentless blows erode my control
And push me into a very deep trench.

Just when I think I'm good for more
You make your ugly,unwanted presence felt
You hug me like a bear,though I implore
And to your sweet lullabies my defences melt.

Please do leave me alone till I'm done
With study and work and life and fun
Because after my death in the grave
You and I will always be one.

You are Special !!


The colors of life
Are both bright and grave
Fortunes swing back and forth
Like the fortnightly tidal wave.

O how many goodies
We humans crave!
Though some have lots
They act like men in a cave!

Throughout our lives 
We work like a slave
Study first, then work,work and more work
All only to save, save and save!

Some, without even the time to look
In the mirror for a proper shave!
Wait and watch yourself!
See what God gave!

Find your talents,tread the unbeaten path
And be always brave!
You'll get everything you ever wanted
If only you try and behave.

Let not your mind rave
And make of you,a knave!
For, for yourself and for others
A wonderful new path you'll pave.

Br'ok'en




The pain broke me,
Into many pieces
Like the cloud,
Broken into falling rain
I'm writing to you,
With broken pieces of me.

I mask my emotions,
To chase the dreams my eyes contain
I mask my sorrows, I mask my pain, I mask my tears,
To lose myself.

Masks, masks, masks,
Too many masks I need,
To drape the whirlpool of emotions flowing,
But, I often drown,
In my own deep emotions,
No matter how deep I go,
I couldn't lose myself,
I reached the stranger's land,
Which once I felt like my home.

Am I broken?
Or Am I Br'ok'en?

Flames of Fortune




Lost in a hole so deep and dark,
Don't know if I could ever return,
Like a kite with the broken string, I'm on my journey,
Don't know where I'm leaded.


As always, will you be my spark?
Will you lead me through the dark?
O' love, will you catch hold of the broken string?
So, that I could never fling....


When we look at each other, our eyes smile, 
Then, why should our hearts stay away for miles?
My heart's going mad, it griefs and bleeds,
But, I still carry dreams beneath my eyelids.

There are millions of emotions my heart is bearing,
Didn't say anything in front of you as I ain't daring, 
Today, my eyes are raining, 
So that even my dry hopes got draining...


There is your name on my every breath,
It will the same till my death,
But, I'm still angry at you,
As you left me no space in my own heart.

The Broken Soul





You've always been with me,
Joys, sorrows, melancholies;
But, why do I feel alone?
Perhaps, you and me are in a single soul...



I'm like an empty road..
With no starts and no beginnings,
I don't know if you have lost me somewhere,
Or did I lose myself?



Will you meet me in the eye?
And entangle my breath in yours till we die.
Are these words the wounds of my heart? 
Or the love which lies bleeding in my hands since the start?



Today, I found your mirage again, in the desert of my heart,
I chased it to find that our souls are ripped apart;
And again, my eyes went dry,
To know that , in between us lies the vast sky.



         This is my first attempt in poetry. Your feedback will really help me to improve myself. Thanks!