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  SNEHAL BHOSALE (05/09/1990)
 
 

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Life-A season of Diwali

Life's nothing...but all a season of diwali
chill at dusk and chill at dawn

All shimmer and quiver adorn the dark
when doth day-start, day-end

The childish twinkles of a sparkler
the explosion of ever-flowing youth
the agile colours of fantasy;

the serene luminiscence of diyas age-old
the message they carry, the truth they behold,

The sweet crisp of relationships
the exchange of love
the bondings that brotherhood cove.

Life's nothing...but all a season of diwali;
comes with grandeur, goes with pomp

Leaves behind sullen silence
reminiscent memories dense.
 
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And The mountains echoed..poetic review

I ferry a big fat book on my back to read
I read it mostly not..for my eyes can't see
Not that I am blind
but 'coz they steal the light away
God the sun and
the driver the tube light..
When doth my journey to home take flight.

When I doth scarcely read it
i loose myself to it
I turn the pages as though I live by another life
The brother sister intrigues me as mine

I grieve desperately at their loss and
clutch my brother's hand
Lest he too drift away from me
as did pari midst the sand.

I live a dozen lives more
while hoping for pari to meet her abollah
And then my faith sinks
as does pari's wrinkles rise

A question lingers..
Will she remember to remember abdullah
then as a silver lining comes a call
Tells pari the story of her history et al

The oak tree, the swing, the house
the cart, the shadow of a burly canine
a soft fatherly touch eludes her
Canst she fathom how
time has brought to her
the sweet nothings of sentience
She had been living for.
 
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A mile after mile

I can’t ask thou for help oh God,
I simply can’t.
Because, I know thou blesseth only efforts
Where mine art meager?
The answer beholds eternity alone.

My heart is so strong, tough like a rock,
Are dead all its feelings
Are killed all its desires by the start of the clock.

I can’t cry out my troubles, nor console my fears;
For there are those, who by my single tear are disheartened,
Or those whose notoriety doth enfeeble my life, and my being,
And whose mirth calls it ‘compete’!

A friend that was parted long back,
Whose touch, whose presence seems like a mirage yonder hills,
Beyond the skies.
Floats over eyes, along days and twilights.
But disappear like mist,
As in myths did goddesses or as did dreams
When day lights.

If life is so, what different could death be?
May be that meant rest, may be that meant peace
Peace for now and forever
Peace for thine heart, and for thy kin
A sullen silence that healeth all pain

All’s silent, but then just one question thrives.
“Was the purpose of thy life accomplished? ” did thy givest joy to those,
Who for thou bear, so many troubles, but each time
They faced you,
They faced you with smile.”

A mile after another mile, and just will pass by life,
All in a while,

A mile after mile………….
……………just for that billion dollar smile! ! !
 
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Can The Dead Never Come Back?

Woven with care, the silken twine,
the bonds of love, of man with man.

The desire to give and desire to thank,
the desire to live every ounce of time
But the ultimate time, desires no life.

The death approaches like a lumberjack,
and saws the bonds of love and like,

My heart pines and my heart cries
my heart weeps and craves for the dead.

Dawns the sun with blissful memories,
and enroaches the night with the knowledge of emptiness.

But the mad love in the heart
often over the seven seas, a ray of hope in kingdom of dark.

A craving heart and a moistened eye
Questions the creator,
'to give thine heart dewdrops of smile,
can the Dead ever come back? '
 
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