Saturday, April 11, 2020

Empty

Empty
Empty
I rather be full but still be empty in my feelings
Words that I can’t write, my eyes can convey their meaning
For the feelings that have hugged me hard
I can separate them all for a decade or an eternity
Still I would be sober for the happiness I have got
As trust was the base of the bonding that collapsed
This was a nice dream but now was the time to wake up
Still the eyes are stuck over to see what could be the next to happen
The empty is the well for the water to come
But it would not rain very soon in the moments to run
I praise the little time gone so far in the line
To show a separation for you and mine
I have taken the path and now on my way to see where destiny fits for me
Might I change in those paths, still be the same as I was set free
I am what I was now in those eyes who still knows me
Feeling empty in the noise and believing if my life was a real tragedy…………
Written byAshish Dutt
Ashish Dutt.

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Monday, April 6, 2020

Promises

Promises
Promises

A life beyond just for living
Is what it is meant to be
Words that gain someone’s trust
Are taken as some promises to keep
Even if we fail to keep them along
Happily we drown in the reasons that crawl
Pushing our love to rise above priority
The guilt that is seen after
In some humble faces of this humanity
I think if the words were never born
No longer could the trending sadness prevail
Giving rise to some false feelings in many eyes
Might never shed soberness as tears that would fly
Rising in the bond where the trust seems better
Words coming to rest and love exist that matters
Strengthening the roots of a tree which was sown as a seed
Now Promises  stays away from the courage to overcome
The words transposed to a book with good meanings to write
Sure if we can’t, then we won’t win someone’s trust over it
To prevent words from rust and the courage that would speak.

Written byAshish Dutt
Ashish Dutt.

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