Tanvi Nagar Poems

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Dear North Star

Dear North Star long poem

Dear pole star, I dedicate this to you, Because in my mind lies a question, why do you not twinkle like other stars do? Do you like to be there in the sky all alone? Do you want to rest,

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Tribute To A Philanthropist

Tribute To A Philanthropist long poem

Though by birth born in a caste predominantly of business class where Goddess Lakshmi loves to reside, He grew up in the company of sacred caste predominantly of learned class where Goddess Saraswathi would settle Right from his tender age

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Alone

Alone short poem

I am consumed with leaving one foot in the door and a portion of my brain the size of a doubled walnut begins to perform calculations how long a stay means eagerness how long obligation how long politeness how long

Holding Your Hands

Holding Your Hands short poem

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

End Of School: Farewell English Teacher

End Of School: Farewell English Teacher short poem

Today is the day we separate Today involves a change I hope I don’t suffocate From the information I’m about to exchange You were there for us Not as a teacher From the school to the bus A best friend’s

Invisible

Invisible long poem

What does it mean to be invisible? Is it when others have no problem talking over you during school, have no problem looking right through you into something they personally find worth paying attention to? Is it when you feel

Wreaths On Door (for Suu Kyi)

Wreaths On Door (for Suu Kyi) short poem

Fingers printed on face they offered apologies for the mudslide after the typhoon standing on the mound of twisted bones; the state had the right to trample and extinguish a bright flame, a meteor, streak of dissent only the sect,

Wounded Flight

Wounded Flight short poem

Instead of pain sublime in body of death and bracing a hailstorm of bullets you embrace a white phosphorus to burn for whole life, as a reminder of collective suicide. Like my lost children I am collecting the words to

Abused.

Abused. short poem

His stony rampant presence swamps my gut with frozen fear, rearing embittered bones. Forsaken by my angel, away she flew when my favourite shadows died now I am alone with quarrelsome bladder and skittish quivering bowel. The wicked ogre proclaims

Not Today

Not Today short poem

A change of season Is simply no reason A former belief Is just no relief A bird of prey knows only one way But you know what they say Any way you want it Just not today! A changing mood

Grant Me Humanity

Grant Me Humanity short poem

when all the success comes my way when all the fruits come in my tray when everything happens according to me in the day oh god! I would just pray grant me the humanity, don’t let it slay give me

Numbed to silence

Numbed to silence short poem

Wrapping arms around myself, I sit down mutely, Numbed by a pain, Spreading through me. A gnawing pain radiates, With a sting of words, Hurled thoughtlessly, Locking me in a maze. Words that cut through, Causing a throbbing pain so

Rivals

Rivals short poem

Suppression and I were rivals Or so I thought; Since that summer which felt More like spring While striving to Suppress a laugh that Escaped my mouth, The hem of my t-shirt Stuffed into my mouth, Amidst an otherwise serious

The House Of The Tragic Poet

The House Of The Tragic Poet short poem

“see, the hills above Fuiggi are aflame” she says, “they melt in smoke” but no, pockets of sky descend in mist to hide in trees or lie in wells of tall grass and vine, as you walk you tread on

Chronicity

Chronicity short poem

I was keeping a vigil in holy town on a water cut. Lucy, Lucy did you have a dirty mind? This luciferina, will not tell the truth. Venus and Venus flytrap had a parallel birth. And I was facing the

Remembrance

Remembrance short poem

A tribal fear was lurking, behind a surge of emotion. The sun was looking black. A sexual abuse of a quaint flower aborts the fruit. This year we will go hungry. A nascent seed stripped on road- cries for water.

Struggling

Struggling short poem

  Keep Your Heads Up, Keep Your Heads Up High. Some Days Will Be Rough But Don’t Cry. Things Will Get Better; You Won’t Always Be Struggling Forever. The Day Would Come When Things Will Change. I Know Right Now

Forgiveness

Forgiveness short poem

Who are forgivers? Forgiveness belongs to those with a big heart, people of a strong heart, and powerful in mind; ambassador of peace and jocund, those with heart of kindness and people with milk of benediction. Can you forgive? Yes!

Angels And Lyres

Angels And Lyres short poem

Fair Angels of Olympus, Muses Nine, That on its snowy summit gay recline, With other gods and haply the cynosure Of poets whom inspires your sacred ewer, O’erflowed with the ambrosial Hippocrene, The haunt of daughters of Mnemosyne. And Father

Rhapsody In The Feet Of Master

Rhapsody In The Feet Of Master short poem

Rhapsody in the Feet of Master He called me to come in his room The moment I entered into his room I felt as if I am entering In sanctum Sanctorum He sat down on his chair And closed his

For Students’s Sake

For Studentss Sake short poem

We the teachers are doing work hard for your sake Want you all to be like the sweet and quiet lake Whose water is drunk by all the people in quake. We are your teachers who work like an object

The Touch

The Touch short poem

whispers… in the corridor alone pillars of though brace my gait the thought of illumination permeates my very being how you had fought so hard and fierce the touch awakes my senses in columns of darkened ambers there is silence

Just Thinking

Just Thinking long poem

This came to me while sitting in my room reading poems of doom and gloom. Other poems of despair and dread, even poems were people wished they were dead. What, did you miss taking our meds? ‘Cause you can’t do

Love anecdote

Love anecdote short poem

Wisest of the wise always quote Poison for the poison is anecdote Hatred and contempt is to float From one boat to another boat At times a mote takes us- remote This is how humans promote Vices on the chest

Disabled

Disabled long poem

Disabled A person having a physical or mental condition that limits movements, senses, or activities A complex phenomenon, reflecting an interaction between features of a person’s body and features of the society in which he or she lives Developmental differences

Shoeless And Unresticted!

Shoeless And Unresticted! prose poem

Became a Stribu model barefooted. One of many but an ordinary person. Wore a shirt I bought from Walmart. A denim shorts from Jcp. My teenage daughter was humiliated. I felt great, forgot my illness, heartaches. Stood proud clothed in

Death Pride

Death Pride short poem

Oh mighty creator, please hear my breathless prayer, Before I enter the battle become a ruthless slayer, Thank you for keeping me good & alive, For being with me, helping me survive, In this cold harsh winter you have been

Let Me Die Alone In Deep

Let Me Die Alone In Deep short poem

Let me die alone in deep, Perhaps, I may take a breath, Don’t see me with hate and hope, Perhaps, I may live. Since, thee don’t know my pains, So, have not a jot of rains, I have a lot

Grounding

Grounding short poem

In the surge of dark there was a lunar smile in my glass I will not abandon the moons in your eyes. A white sow was going to deliver the babies. It was departure time and the profile was ready

Run Along…

Run Along... short poem

Run along… In Rain In Sun Along Rivers Thro’ Mountains Thro’ Forests As long as you can As far as you can Run along… To find new horizons New Spheres New People New things Run along… So as to be

On The Gallows

On The Gallows short poem

Lead me into, the green darkness, under the nude flames. It was hurting; the golden sun. Out of full moon, werewolves would come out chasing the flesh, the long limbs of silence, in asci of fluids, stopped in tracks. No

How I Met Your Mother

How I Met Your Mother prose poem

As they were walking on the empty roads, empty hands and with empty pockets, everything became silent for a moment, both thinking what to say and a sudden emotion of unknown was raising making both of them uncomfortable. While she

The Puppet Master

The Puppet Master short poem

the blue moon rises in the broken October sky a crooked smile crosses her face a tear in un-knowing eyes the puppet master pulls the strings the puppet seems surprised she dances in the moonlight in the yard where graves

Family

Family ode

It’s an orchestra of various instruments, Mixing and remixing with eastern and western, Indian and Arabian, Persian and Spanish A real symphony, of matching with matchless, The union of hard and soft, with Strings and Skins. Music of rain, the

Woman

Woman prose poem

That essence Those hands, that body that caresses who breastfeeds us that gives us life starting an eternal struggle who always leaves his teachings Their loves his consolations That essence that multiplies in the sister, in the aunt, in the

Flesh and Blood and Feelings

Flesh and Blood and Feelings long poem

I am flesh and blood and feelings Amongst other things.. But I am first and most importantly flesh.. skin, bones, muscles, blemishes, pimples, scars freckles, moles, and dry skin and blood – running through my veins, gushing out of scraped

My Adorable Mother

My Adorable Mother ode

To my sweet and lovely mamma with greatest love and respect. My mother is a lady of strong convictions, She loves unity condemns fractions. She is a talented lady of diverse arts,she has a good command on her mother-tongue,and Knows

Good Days

Good Days short poem

Everyone waits for good days to arrive Nobody knows where are those days Hope is only the melody of life Behind the horizon of sky Expectation is enriched in every heart Sufferings are overcome with distance of happiness Nobody knows

Aims And Ambitions Of A Beggar

Aims And Ambitions Of A Beggar long poem

With endless poverty gleaming in their eyes, Dreams, desires and will to live; Everything has faded to get fled, In a beggar; a living dead, A zombie on the streets. With an affirmative urge in hesitation, Cohesively willing to die

The Women On The Stage

The Women On The Stage short poem

The women on the stage have become a Shaker community I like especially how they make me believe in their imperfections when they talk act together softly squabble each with a unique inner light I’m enchanted by seeing who they