Poems

Betwixt Unheard Boundless strings, cage less prisons, The soul I am, screwed up for senseless reasons, Doom hast fallen on my master whilst; Omen stands affront and the oracle yells aloud. My mind, my brain, my body sipping and feasting on this venomed grail; Of net and tech that is cast all around, And it has enslaved itself to the ground, And is soon going to perish, in the blazing fires of this internet. Being the only one, who could bring forth a resurrection, I whoop out a raucous spell which is nowhere to be heard; Not even when I am betwixt this fateful abode. Mind is frail indeed, yet who am I to be heard by it; For the mind now cherishes the company of the dominator, who wills to reside in silence alone: this supremo clings to the neurons and possesses them, neglecting all their protests and woes. I may give up all along, Sometime sooner or later. In the fascinating memory, when the fog of this spell is lifted, I shall dance with my mind that is addiction free, where flowe...

  A Cup of Coffee   That monsoon’s feel around ,   Dewdrops tickling the ground,   In my lonely room around.     There my bed rests in the corner,   A bug entering through my keyhole appears to be a foreigner,   Reminds me of the coffee seed,   Those delicious thoughts yet to be freed,   I thus now uplift my taste’s greed.     Freezing winds blowing outside,   Fragrance of wet, fertile soil, side by side.     I go towards my kitchen,   Take an exquisite cup, add some sugar,   And pour the delicacy of milk in it,   Take a spoonful of coffee and grind it altogether,   The froth making it all better.     Nows the time to adorn my cup,   Stir the froth and make some design,   Add the sparking sprinkles to make it shine.     Back in my cosy room,   The rain making the coloured flowers bloom,   I take off and land on my co...

              Kite                           Kite, when takes a quiet flight,           For others kite, it's out of sight.   With my full might, I pull my kite.  Cut other's kites and make them light.   Earlier, I wished that I could fly,  Then, I learned to make others fly.  Bought the kites, and tried so hard.  But it could not fly, just so high.  For some years now in my home, it lie.   It was waiting for it to aloft and talk to the winds,     Stretching its forearms and its limbs.     It had not had to wait for long, I asked my friends,     To make it fly and teach me how to do the same.  I learned it, I did it and made it fly so high,   Soon, my kites had not to lie, said ' yes!! ' to me to soar high in the sky.  ...

 The Moment I Sit To Write The moment I sit to write I think of joy or fright, whether in prospects of wrong or right.  I think of scenes and character's beauty,  write clear to you and this is my duty.  My room is so nice,  The sun above arises; The climate is warm, many lines to form. The table is still; The chair is in the chill,  I got to sit by my window staring at the red-green mill, Eating the tasty sandwich grill, With the pen in my hand,  My writeups are so grand. I traveled through fairyland,  Then over to wizard land.  The things up to latest trends,  Telling about the qualities of a good true friend, A blacksmith who works so hard to mend, A boy who is good likes to pretend. Those facts I know of the coding world,  Those boulders by the voice they trundled. The power of silence he used to succeed in his goal, If I would be holding power, what would be my role? By not only these my thoughts are bounded, In my world, ever...

 The Physical and Chemical Changes Physical changes change how things look, Like tearing pages of a book. Where ice melts by losing its belts, Here you got up with endo change.                                         Chemical change has come nearby, it's time to say hi-fi, For it may come from the byway nigh. Their color may change or their energy too, As it makes something new. Now let's flow onto the car in the deep lane,  Talking with friends again and again. The motion is fast and the knowledge to gain , The fuel is burnt and it's a fast change. Across the hilly mountains now, before we could stand a rock was found.  With the multiple layers of reddish and brown, After the research, I came to know it is a rock of sediments and deposition, did you know ? It is a slow change, As it goes through autumn and spring and rain.            ...

Our Deepti Mosi  Our dear mosi you are the master of Hierarchies, You are the solution for all locked keys.  You have the power to sanctify even the hardest Rock and give it a shape, You stood and even tackled the toughest situation and being our forever only smiling scape.  Your nature always being exuberance, Being an eminent dancer at all times.  Your dance is all rhythmical, You make anything easier which is typical. Your positive radiant vibes always bless upon to us, Helps in every situation of tension and mess,  We always want to hold you in a warm embrace. To describe you I am out of words, Your voice always gets me heard like chirping beautiful birds.  When home alone with you,  Get lots of fun which makes would experience by very few, But now feel your presence whenever the winds blew.  WE MISS YOU MOSI   ~Kushagra Tayal