Diwali Poems

DEEPAVALI( a festival of light) Brace towards the D-day Deepavali is on the Way Get ready to blast away varieties of crackers all the way Take care to shy away from crackers which burst away Lit Eye catching flower pots

All the talk, murmurs rushing from room to room anxious dogs unable to please, dark clothes, suppressed expressions, napkins and finger foods piling up, glasses clinking in the kitchen sink with no one around just the weight of all those

When the Day appeared to set out far away When the night in the attire of Bride sets in secretly May She lit the light in the world I am set to go When I breath last Then wish I

A frame lifts the skirt of a portrait and throws her genitalia on your face. A twin blast has taken place. Why did you stand for eclecticism? The fables will miss you and blue horse will not return home. The

It erupts and then sublimates in thirst of response from the faraway wholeness of truth. Will not be the same again this life in motion of reverse malignity. Lifting the passage from script to justify the suicidal chair of kingdom.

How could it happen? no, not to my son his half eaten sandwich still on the table his glass of milk half empty the bang of his school van door still echoing the towel in his bathroom still wet how

The surface rippled, Three pairs of feet plopped in And the tadpoles scurried To hide in caverns. Sighs of relief Brushed over the tiny rock pool As cool water Soothed sore feet. The tadpoles gambolled again, Silence drawing them out;

Cuddled under a warm, toasty quilt, Chewing on a bag of gummy bears with no guilt. Making the perfect mud cake, Watching the sunlight glisten off a lake. Letting myself go insane, To fight all things mundane. Cooking a delightful

You were my best friend, But all you did was pretend. You said that you’d always be there- But when I needed you the most, you were nowhere! Just know that if you ever come running back to me, You

untouchable that bleeds, lonely in black sky, that haunting moon walks gingerly on quivering sea: lovers killed in shame in broad daylight by gunshots before a crowd; some possessed maniacs turning the clock back: history lets go the leaves, the

A sudden tremor with a mighty shake Millions of lives does it take Houses broken and trees shaken Mighty hills all prone to cracken. Peace stolen by cracks so deep A twist it brings in life so steep A crisis

Life has moved ahead, From just sitting by the window pane, I want to show up my face to the rain !! I want to feel the breeze on my wet cheeks, I want to shiver with pleasure … the

“Take a lover” she said As if it were my choice. As if there would be a line-up and I would walk along it and grab a lover by the hand, turn calmly to the audience and state, “This one

Clinging to fragments of memories, I search for love here and there, Walking the shores of eternal hope, But I sink in the sea of despair Just once, let me hear love speaking In a language known to no ear;

From early youth the boy wished his father dead the way he touched his mother and all the things in the house he claimed ownership his stench left behind overwhelming hallways and the breakfast nook pomade and flatulence his inevitable

I wish you were still the stranger I admired Will I think again before I chain myself to another restless departure Fitting you in everyday is a sickness it breaks me As a night dark caught in look waiting out

From unbearable distance she looked upon me, with a blushing smile, with a haunt in her eyes, she ran like a thirsty doe, to reach me, to feel me, she embraced me tightly in her unfolded beautiful arms, she kissed

Whenever I feel myself alone, And I feel like I need you, I just close my eyes, And I feel like I am, Just with you… And so I can feel you in my heart beats it goes And when

I think of you for countless hours Your fragrance is of thousand flowers And when I look into your beautiful eyes It feels you are the real, Everything else lies.. At the times of sorrows and despair Your sweetest words

Whereby: The scent of your breath love dances like a butterfly. Drenched in your raining desire lush spring awaits. Yearnings whispered vigorously. The sun kissed golden season’s ancient story filled with certainty and uncertainty. Every word I utter reflects you.

I toss and turn but there is no sleep to be found Body is aching, exhausted but there is no rest Working to make ends meet but the mind escapes Am I here at a wrong time and at a

Under the gaze of bald beliefs a warped dialect becomes a squeezer. Helplessly I watch the slashing of my wrists. Darkness burns, without light only intense heat. The expected miracle digs in around, in trenches of my knees. I become

Why it should happen the parting of ways? Between the will to arrive and the goal? Between the unlearning and contempt, lies a tale. Terror. Petrifying fear ………., doggedly I was defending the door. Inspite of the terrible blows I

Even when the night air is calm and still you can hear the wailing of women from the past that flung themselves off of WIDOW’S HILL to the cold, cold ocean below and legend has it at Collinwood they’re waiting

When joy has fled the confines of your heart, And to sadness is where you sally forth, Had you been queen, still nary could you thwart, The glum where even clowns can’t be of worth; Some solace you might find

I know where I’m going, Though I’m in no rush to get there. I have time to myself, And I will let my journey take me, To where my fate decides. I see some flashing lights across the road Which

He knows no boundaries in deeds of evil Sinning wilfully Swollen with conceit Disguising himself as a servant of righteousness Masquerading the truth An imposter going from bad to worse He takes revenge on all who oppose him Making threats

What a fortunate accident? Just the other night, I was thinking about what it was like falling in love with you. I remembered saying goodbye for a few hours seemed like eternity and counting every minute till we were together

A single word or phrase; a gesture Can trigger a feeling of wondrous rapture To be told that you’re worth more than the drifting sands That daily slip through your trembling hands To be surrounded by so many appreciative people

You make your own assumptions of the way that I must be, You draw your own conclusions from the paperwork you see, I’m just a diagnosis, you’ve seen it all before, I see you are surprised when I walk in

I’ve always been optimistic about my Life but now I’m not so sure, I can’t even Think straight anymore… It seems as tho life is just passing me by And I can’t find anything to hold onto No more oh

Between the highs and lows experienced day to day. You are worth more than your weight in gold. This you should take pride in, The kindness, understanding, and strength that keeps your head elevated. A way to the truth is

When I Count My Blessings I count you twice ‘cuz it’s a miracle come true that you’re even a part of my life I have so much to be thankful for and I thank God every day and every night

She thought love is all about finding a soul same as hers While he lost his soul to her She believed in pure love which can feel every ounce of feeling that she ever felt While he just simply believed

You embrace my world Like water in the streams Like a breeze of an early morning Like seeds in the fields Like a star twinkling in my sky Like a moonlight in a fairy night You embrace my world Come

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The world’s a puzzle of inconvenience The members who inhabit it are worse than fallen angels Ghoulishness, fears, abhorrence are their manifest examples And for them there’s palpably nothing like repentance Rare, are the souls who proliferate forbearance As malicious

To moon giving a parting kiss of sinless shame I nudged him from the tree. The night had been a terror. I was facing myself in unrelationship of a prayer not to weep for my muse, crushing a poppy on

It was dark Around my house Around the Valley Around the place Why was it Was it because of night Was it because of blackout Was it because of new moon None of these But because I was blind Suddenly

Gratitude –the noblest of emotions springs up from the core of heart sometimes expressed instantly Through palpable signs A grateful smile A warm hand shake Or a ‘Thank you ‘ note that says it all BUT Often too shy or