An Innocent Voice

Beneath the bed

I wandered, you to be present.

Oh God! I know you are not alive.

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Then!

Please come, let me die.

Here and where between a silence,

I cried.

Unseen retained their glory,

Through the year, it’s what you are.

 

Engage… inhabit… establish….

Please!

Do what easy possible.

I am worried of you,

Not of mine.

So I bother where you are?

See! True let me whisper,

People….Yes! Those whom you have created.

Making of your fool, pretending what you,

They are.

 

Allash! Why I am telling you.

Everything is which you know.

Let me…. Please let …  Let me,

Come across, I want just understand you,

That what you are, and

Just want to dig inside why you are.

And beg you an answer,

Why you are?

 

You know I myself afraid of you,

Where, there you proved me wrong.

And then, you tried to show me,

That yes you are.

But in actual, forgive me please

It’s not who you are.

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The Word I carry for you….

Sharing my thoughts with you,

Face a barrier……………..sometimes,

Perhaps! Always.

This world pursue only virtuality,

And we are part of it.

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I too wander sometimes for “Why?”

But Answer always denied.

I might say, I am not to accept,

This all in the same way.

 

I modified myself a bit,

And turned myself in a hard rock.

 

You know rocks either get broken or get sculpt.

But true behaviour remains the same.

 

This is a hard truth to believe,

The point differs from where I see.

Just because I am living the same,

Life must not the same.

 

Sorry! I just went a step ahead.

Well! I don’t want to resemble anybody in this world,

I am who I am,

And wish to be same in future.

 

My path of Day

Reality of your light,

Gave birth to hide.

Besides the evenness of my core,

A day! Treated me as bored.

With the every eyebrows up,

I observed the world,

And with every eyebrows down,

I determined to be hiding.

Wisdom of my clan,

Proved false in every glance.

And I had to run with calm.

But this gave me a new day of myth,

Every day…….. Pushing each other to follow.

Whether true blamed or not,

Honor broke or not,

Pride adore or not.

I choose to be calm,

to walk on the way every time.

With a new day,

To suck my blood from my veins,

And killing my internal pain,

Of being a part of this world.

Negativity! Laugh at me.

But is it true? You have done justice to your day?

Or you just left running to find justice for your soul.

I gone through the same,

And facing everyday.

Everyone is right, everyone is wrong,

But myth never dies.

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Book: Inspire Me by Rakesh Kumar Verma (Admin LineSays)

I am very happy to inform to all my followers, recently I have published my 1st book, named “Inspire Me”. A collection of poems written by me, and posted here on my site. Its my first effort to expose my talent, and in future We as a team of LineSays will do the same work for all the talents we will pass through. Please go through it, spreed it in all world…

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