The Sun shone brighter than he ever knew
In the horizon, some dreams were on fire
Category: Poems
Some Poems that are close to me
Gamble
And then
He lost everything to her
She was a lovely gamble
The barren womb
Alone she lays with her barren womb
Tears trickle no more, eyes don’t blink
Her womb was green
Not once but twice
Her greens grew, we’ll come back they said
they ne’er did
With her soul aborted, here she lays
The barren womb…
Wanderlust
I have a lust to wander
To the sunshine dipped mountains
and to the starry eyed rivers
I have a lust to wander
To the dreams unplucked
and to the stories unheard
Oh this lust to wander! The wanderlust…
People people…
They told me what I am
I realized what they are…
I
Of all the hypocrites I met
‘I’ leads the way
Men don’t cry…
Men don’t cry they say
THEY say men don’t cry
Thrashed, bashed or trashed don’t even try
Lick your wounds and sshh them dry
Oh you dare, and dare you ask me why
Hold your seas, for you’re the guy
Darn your feelings, let them die
Bash someone, bully them – they comply
But cry don’t
Men don’t cry…
The bloody cocktail
The thirsty crow seeks blood,
He has two mugs – saffron and green
He wears white – he separates them, and pecks at each leisurely – the trio flutters together
they think he’s on their side, both of em – “such fools” he smirks
The thirsty crow, he seeks blood..
Piyush Kaushal
Lost
In soul searching I am lost
There is nothing to find now…
The leaves will fall this autumn…
The leaves will fall this autumn,
And the love shall rise
Of the fallen coarse leaves,
The pale yellow squanders the feeble green
And, a droplet shall lustre into springs,
The hateful yesterdays bludgeoned by the lusts of bloom
Those springs, ah yes, ones from the previous line
Take a leap into yonders of heaven
When the sunlight strikes a crackling mountain
It rises along to form a rainbow
From blacks to grays, from grays to white
The colors of doom fade away
Some clouds in the attic whisper a poem
The one from Rumi, and Ghalib, and Gulzaar
I pluck the rains from these clouds
The lightning plumbs a surprise
The leaves will fall this autumn
And the love shall rise
