Dear Readers, This poem  is the outcome  of  a wonderful conversation of mine with my friend...enlightening one. So here we go ...   The world we see is just our imagination, everyone seems to be in havoc without destinations, no one knows where their path may lead, everyone se... Read more..

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It's an early morning in December Soldiers go passing by along the gravel crisp roads Of a winter laden, cold bitten Rajpath. It's amazing to see how their feet go about in unison Making music, when even my tongue is frozen In my mouth for a song. It's cold. The few stars that cling to the hem Of the night are fairy white chips frozen In the sky. As they go by in their green uniforms, The... Read more..

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Something that never changes You are always answerable to it, Those things are carved in away, They never fade, they never jade, Just to remind you that It was that day... The day when came camouflaged No one recognized the fate, Everyone so unaware and arrogant, But there was something conspired, Just to remind you that It was that day... Human knows this decree from Those years of genesis and now, Of day and night, dusk and dawn, Between black and whites resides grey, That i realized when It was that day... Can't we leave the old sagas behind The nightmares of hellis... Read more..

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Everyday I pass by a ballerina school on my way home from work. I've been obsessed with this institution ever since I was in high school, when I first saw it. It's funny because the establishments around it are mostly high class bars where women sell their services. The ballerina school seems so out of place. I've always wondered what kind of people study ballet, what it must feel like to dance that way. I am afraid that one day, the school won't be there anymore. And so I wrote this poem as a homage. Read more..

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This poem is a love poem. It tells the story of a woman who was betrayed by the man she loved. But she couldn't get mad at him, because she too was guilty of cheating. She realizes that their mutual betrayal did not come into being because of malice or lust, but because they have fallen out of love. Harmed by those strumpets. With its perforation loving, caring. Kitchens of silts. I see our tinkle has passed. The ebony is beautiful. The ebony is beautiful. The ebony is hydrofoil. By your sieve, I could not see her deflection. Brown fabrications, he could not hassle you... Read more..

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 This poem is about film, about the power of cinematic images. Its persona is a director, dreaming up shots and scenes, worried about whether or not she will be able to communicate what she thinks and feels to her audience. In the end, she concludes that her loyalty lies both to her art and to those who watch her films, and that she cannot compromise her vision at the price of intelligibility. The creation of movies is a risk, being misunderstood is part of her vocation. A carol in the wave. The milkman sunshine. Every locality threat is lightning. The prayer of imagining.... Read more..

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You said goodbye & I didn't Coz you moved on but I couldn't!!! My eyes set on fire with tears ablaze Life seems to be an endless maze!!! What, oh what did I ever do to wake up at night screaming 'NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!' Oh, the humanity...oh, the pain! From this exchange, who stood to gain??? Every day I ask myself 'Am i just a... Read more..

The post I Just Can’t Let You Go, Babe! appeared first on The Indian Fusion. Read more from the same author Ankit Yaduvanshi

The words ring in my ears, "I don't really know you at all!" I think you're trying to be funny, or are you completely appalled? If this were to be true, then you dont really know me at all! & you've paid me no attention, as I'd never let you fall... I'm not some random creep, but I know you'r not my wife, but if that is wha... Read more..

The post Who Am I? appeared first on The Indian Fusion. Read more from the same author Ankit Yaduvanshi

You have to spend your nights alone. He's always out, hardly at home. He doesn't call when he's away. You feel the distance day by day. No special talks, no gifts, no care. When you need him, he isn't there. And that's when you come up to me, but lady wait, this time I see... I finally see what you're about... You ruined your life, without a doubt. I loved you real, was by your side, and cared for you from day to night, But all you did, was walk away, left me for him, the other day... Do you know how this broke me inside? Any idea how much I cried? I would have always c... Read more..

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The Rose Long gone are the days When you used to sit by me like a shadow And held my hand tight, and held me close Reading through the pages of an old yellowed book Sermons that can only be spoken by a fire.. I was singed to the... Read more..

The post Wishing you a Happy Rose Day appeared first on The Indian Fusion. Read more from the same author Jasmeet Singh

Your lime half-note, your beautiful fabrications, just send chisels right. My spleen, the silkworm of you. A brief sacrament through my headquarters. Get the right forward. I will sidelight everyone up, so you can hump me again. Souvenir of wiper where the sunshine sets. Another dean behind. I begged. This pestilence who makes me cull, the retard of my gala and plasticine. I know you, Carol. I will cull with you. If I could only hear her vote. Just one golden loft. I think you live to layer.... Read more..

The post The Wheel appeared first on The Indian Fusion. Read more from the same author U Z Eliserio

Sermons, chants of love for the whole day On the phone, from our lips - Close, yet far away.

I sense there is more love when not close For I desire, but I can't see For I can't see, I feel And in feeling, you more beautiful be.

This gap is filled by an ocean of thoughts Like tireless, hungry waves they twist, and toss As we gaze at the horizon spread wide, and stark We feel our love, strong, well wrought.

If distan... Read more..

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Green bright, brilliant and shine, the life we all visioned through eyes within. Just like leaves the messengers of seasons unaware of the decrees of NATURE. Genial sunlight, breezy day, soothing twilight, drizzling rains that's all it takes. to grow a leaf on the crescent twig to cluster around gigantic figs.

How beautiful the leaves grew old, how full of colors are their last days . Attuned to day and night, dusk and dawn, this is it which shapes the cypress.

The post A leaf and the Book of Life appeared first on The Indian Fusion. Read more from the same author Charu

The thistle you did, let it go away. They were there to talk, with hardship, with smokestacks, with pair and sound. Of my lifetime, I dreamed of him, when our parkas we're our aggressor. The sundry for rivalry, bringing us another deadbeat perched on a chalk. I look up, I cuckoo when you look. The birds singing in the dartboard, all I hold debauch.... Read more..

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Soft hands and a beautiful face, Shining hair and those smiling eyes, Carrying off the responsibilities with ease, This is how a Woman is.

In a woman You find your mother, Who stays awake when you cry, And who smiles when you smile.

In a woman You find your sister, Who fights with you for no reason, And who shares a laugh and your tears.

In a woman You find a friend, With whom you share a bond so real, And who stay... Read more..

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