Author Archives: Shashank Bhardwaj

Desire, fiction and poetry, fiction&writing, Memories, musings, Poems, Poetry, sadness, Writings

Newspaper

Sheets of paper,
printed black and white,
knows the world better,
without a real sight,
I wish I was a newspaper,
I would know better then,
about the world inside me,
without a look in the mirrors again.

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The Last Free Souls

In the sublime ocean of life,
where memories wanders as souls,
some float lifelessly at the brim,
some echo life even in the depths unknown,

In sheer darkness of times to come,
when the storm of time spares none,
obscure depths would remain untouched,
fulfilling the prophecies so blunt,

These are the last free souls,
of time unknown,
forgotten and stolen,
from lives of our own.

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Agony

Spilled coffee over torn pages,
light withdrawn into dark cages,
lamp flickers and so does my mind,
words fail to hit me in every fucking line,
it’s been time I wrote a true line,
that clears thought,that smells divine,
that drowns me in a ocean sublime,
I feel agony all around,
all quiet here,still so much sound,
there is no cure,but I will be fine,
writing isn’t easy,that is how I deal every time.

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Once again

Once again down the memory lane,
I am walking with you again,
Kitten eyes and a smile of mischief,
that kills all my grief in a sudden fix,
playful kisses and memories all around,
ready to make me dream so sound,
of times we had,of times we would,
I would do anything if i could,
distance is just a number,simply divide,
you are so close today, that you cannot hide.

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Blasphemy

A view on present migrant crisis.

Yes it is a blasphemy,
yeah I finally said it all,
I cannot keep it within,
I cannot keep it all,
we never love someone,
whom we have never seen,
no matter how innocent they are
no matter how good they can be,
for just a piece of land,
and a view at stars,
we frown our faces,
we abuse too far,
these imaginary boundaries,
have never made love,
just seen teared departs,
of people untouched.

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