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Sachin

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Exploring people through poetry
October 9, 2018
 

Softly torn hearts heal stronger than fractured brittle bones as past’s pains diffuse into prudent pride.

A CHAMPION
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October 3, 2018
New Delhi, India

I haven’t met my future self.
I hope he’s nice.
Or maybe not.
I don’t know.

I mean I’ve met my personalities from past.
And they seem to shine a disagreeable contrast.

Their complaint is that I’ve turned differently than desired.

An inconceivable betrayal from the sacred oath taken over those furious flames of fire.

But I know better now than they knew then.

Not all oceans are often voyaged by the same men.
And those poor lapses in navigation are best resolved by replacing new Captains for old helms.  

So if tomorrow was to be my last, briefing the Commander would be my primordial task.

And just like the ones before me, I would forever depart.

Leaving behind a legacy, no questions a...

SLAPPIN' THE BASE
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October 3, 2018
New Delhi, India

Let Poetry be served in shots so concentrated that even driblets not hesitate in executing tantalising numbness.

Muting the senses.

Killing instantly.

TOASTING ON 2017
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October 2, 2018
 

There was this girl I knew.

She had those leaf-like eyes that floated in the chivalrous winds of desperation.

Many had captured her fluttering attention.
But none could hold her gaze.

TAIBA BILAL
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September 29, 2018
New Delhi, India

Dark poetry is what bleeds when soft skins of perception are pierced by inconsiderate knives of sharp reality which cannot be dodged.

NATIONAL DIARY DAY
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September 28, 2018
New Delhi, India

I’ve grown so comfortably adapted to my quicksand of stagnation that even the possibility of progress is now a self-torture with ephemeral lashes of unbearable excitement.

NATIONAL DIARY DAY
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September 25, 2018
New Delhi, India

The shortest path between any two points in space is always a straight line,
not mediocrity.

I forget that sometimes.

JOKING
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September 25, 2018
New Delhi, India

Oh, what a Restless Summer Night.

Nowhere to go before the morning’s skies.
Such warm energy inside.

Wish much to do but find nothing in sight.
Oh, what a Restless Summer Night.

My mind’s my car,
And I feel much too drunk to drive.

That favourite song plays,
Too much excitement to fight.

Well, I’ve hit the gas pedal,
And shut the windows tight.
The journey just joyous and the destination a delight.
Oh, what a Restless Summer Night.

Sleep hangs in the gallows,
With a coroner on site.
He’s told me she’s dead.
And I’ve replied, he’s right.
Preparations for her funeral,
But there seems no mourning in sight.

Oh, what a stupid comedy.
Oh, what a Beautiful Summer Night.

A SOCCER FAN
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September 25, 2018
New Delhi, India

Brains and Stomachs
Aren’t that  different,
As is usually said.
You see,
Both need to be occasionally fed.
But a little too much,
And they go constipated instead.
A little too less,
And they might as well turn dead.

POETRY BOOKS
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September 24, 2018
New Delhi, India

What’s Friendship ?

It’s magic.

The magic of hitting resonance with someone tuned to the same natural frequency of life as yourself.

RANDOM ACTS OF POETRY - DAY
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September 24, 2018
New Delhi, India

The problem with Philosophy
Is that it’s Addictive.

And even before you realise it,
You find yourself preaching.

So just take my advice
And Shut the Fuck Up.

PRETTY LITTLE LIARS
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September 24, 2018
New Delhi, India

Love is the sweet shrill of the sporadic doorbell that rings our hearts.

People may come.

People may go.

The doorbell stays.

QUILL CREATION
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September 23, 2018
New Delhi, India


.........BURNING OUT........

It isn’t the fear of unseen equations or unheard of theorems that brings a cold sweat to the heart.

Even time isn’t an enemy when adrenaline is at your side keeping sleep at bay.

Rather, it’s the impending horror of paralysing boredom which sends chilling shivers down the spine.

For you know that you’re as good as a walking corpse, once burnt out.

And silently, subconsciously, you know it’s coming.

And you wait.

Patiently.
Thoughtlessly.
Relentlessly.

Just..............wait.

WHO DARES TO DISTURB ME
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September 23, 2018
New Delhi, India

“ I love the way you look in that dress you made yourself. “

“ Which one ? ”, you ask.

“ That dark one ”, I reply.
“ That pain you wear as pride. “

..................................(silence)............................

“ But tell me this my dear. “
“ Yes ? ”
.........................( A brief pause )....................

“ Do you remember being naked ? “

CHIRAYU
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September 22, 2018
New Delhi, India

Kids may demand for toys of lust and romance.

Men only ask for companionship.

RED REDDINGTON
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