Save Water
Drinking Water Here
drips on the ground
Drinking water no more!
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Can't Escape The Cooking
Television took my family
Into a world of fantasy
But why is dinner served
Only in the real world?
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Suffer In Silence
silent are the dreams
silent are the screams
wither, i will crumple and faint
silent are the tears that flow down my cheek
silent is the storm that is brewing
silent is the bleeding wound
quiet is my sorrow
grief in chains
mute and mourning
my sorrow in despair
in violence tranquil
wailful in silence suffer i will
coz that my love is your wish
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Some things are better unspoken
I sit with my silence
Sit down for a talk
Silence dressed in Grey
Does not want to talk
I stare intently into
Her eyes, she looks down
She has something to hide
'Silence why don't you speak'
I persuade, she shakes her
Head from side to side
With tears in her eyes,
'Hush! don't cry my dear,
You will talk only
When you want to, till then
Silence, be as you are'.
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I Have No Memory Of You
I have no memory of you
Of neither arrival nor your departure
Just a few moon beam cut words
And a gale that touches nothing
But the rain in my heart.
I might not want to remember
How you write me with water
How the grass flower bends
In the early dawn and
How I close my eyes
In your lazy warmth.
I have no memory of
Neither pain nor poetry
Just the heartbeat of a butterfly
In a dying storm.
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I am Home
I have reached a place
place i have always known
finally i am home
finally i am home
there are no bends
there are no baits
all the roads are straight
the doors are always open
food on the table,
warm water for bath,
i am home, i am home,
the woman folks laugh,
the old men advice,
little children ask
for gifts, sweet scents,
everything is free
and nothing is spent
i am home i am home.....
poem by Reshma Ramesh
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When I Sat To Write
today morning
i sat down to write
the poem that was
lingering in my mind
'can i have the laptop? '
said my husband
'i want my breakfast'
screamed my son
'i want the laundry'
asked the maid'
'i want to talk'
said my sister
'call me'
messaged my mother
'just a min'
cried I
now the words
in my head are drowned,
with the noises
of the household
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Moon of the fourteenth
Behind the clouds when the moon slipped
The light then hid in the shadows
I felt your lips then on my cheek
As you lifted my finger to the sky
We wrote our name on the stars
Not for luck but for us to remember
On lonely nights someday
Things that we did in the moonlit nights
When u turned my face and touched
Those pink lips again the moon rose from the east
Like sun your eyes shone with passion
The tear now I shed was long gone
Whispered the moon of the fourteenth
sequel to poem 'moon of the fourteenth' by poet sadiqullah khan
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Need Your Spell
Down into the dark alley way,
Oh baby! I know not where to you walk,
I am so mesmerized by your looks
Oh baby! lead me lead me,
I am so lost in the sounds of your footsteps,
Enchanted by the hair that swishes,
Maybe you are taking me down,
Maybe I can never get back
From this dark dark dungeon
Heaven or hell
Oh baby! as you lead,
My soles they bleed,
Me, I am high, I am low,
Oh! darling please please
Never let me go,
Captivated by your eyes,
Baby baby you haunt me,
Lead me, lead me, I will follow
From heaven to hell,
I am at your mercy,
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The language of love
The dialogues that love broke the silence with
Like the roses that grew on mountains
With the salt from the winter sky
The unabashed soliloquy, even in monologues
They grew noisy like bees,
The string of words tied to my tongue
They mutter an odd dialect of love,
The grammar of silence was hideous
How could you bear something like that?
the language of silence I understood not
It wrote in whispers and spoke in empty pages
Lulled to sleep by the barrage of lyrics
Even the poems looked liked slangs
Just then, at that very second
I remembered silence is just a figure of speech,
And dear when of love we speak
With tongues savoring every move
The eyes measuring, the ears leaning
The eternal night singing
The language of love is after all
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