Sometimes it is okie to fail
it’s okie to float alone dead in the sea
to witness heart sinking
breath with sighs in the night
to look in the mirror
and feel disgusted
because in the end you would learn something
there would be rain for some days
but in the end you would be struck with lightning
till you rise and wait to fall again.
rather than be a mediocre
I want to be a failure
Don’t Fear Failure
Fear Mediocrity.
Sometimes I scribble,
in the midst of the drizzle,
sitting by the window wondering,
why words are so stubborn? so plundering?
can’t they just dance and make merry
and have some cake with lot of cherries
and settle in my paper somehow,
make me happy, a little endowed,
Alas ! I would wait anyhow,
Let me enjoy the drizzle.
Till allowed.
© Shashank Bhardwaj.
Enough of the kisses
Enough of the cuddles
Enough of ordinary love making
Lets us have a bare bloodbath together
so that the devil might even fear
the love making massacre ahead.
© Shashank Bhardwaj.
Some wait for light
Some for the high tide
I wish for the dark
dark lonely lights
When I would smile
and cry at same time
because I wish to be consumed
before end of my time.
Remember my notes
Remember my time
Let me kiss you goodbye
Tonight.
© Shashank Bhardwaj.
Sometime your voice
makes me skip a heartbeat
and I laugh inside and wonder
is that why
love is called
playing with life?
Beneath the blue waters
lies a mermaid
singing songs and playing everyday
be it a fog or clear sky
one could hear her singing while passing by
she sings for the dead
for the people drowned
who now live in her house
sadly all alone
sometimes I wonder if it is true
do the dead cry
after dying too?
what if they smiled all the time?
made merry
and rang chimes
what is left for us to live then
Lets embrace the mermaid
and listen again.
© Shashank Bhardwaj.
There are days
when you just don’t want
to get up
embrace the sun
feed the dog
sometimes
you want to watch that
fan on the ceiling
and tell yourself
“whatever it is,
it would end someday”.
© Shashank Bhardwaj.
Writings to Heaven 