Hoping

Hoping

Hoping for a hope in the days to come

When consequences around you are not good to relay

Tricking feelings of the mind that speaks

Are often confused with the inner heart in play

Realizing the worth of our life

It’s in the time when a person gets aged

So they don’t fulfill their dreams at all

Later die in the regret when laid in coffin to heaven’s way

This truth is harsh as it reminds me of the time

When human have regretted for their actions gone in vain

But they tried-tried and now leads the masse’s way

We know the moon as a “moon” not as a simple star

While for other stars, we don’t even know their names at all

Somehow easy might it seems but difficult it always goes

Looking back in time was a stream which in your dreams would now flow

Life could come to an end so fast

Leaving us alone in the memories of past

Running by the emotions which are hard enough to leave

Learning from the mistakes and gathering all what it teach

It’s unreal if the soul in you ever has to live

There is nothing left now but still some wishes I could give

Still we are Hoping for some hope to really Overtake…………..

Written by: Ashish Dutt

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Miles to Go

Miles to Go

I have miles to go and miles to reach

A Journey to start and a purpose to seek

So that I won’t get lost in the world of folly streets

Around which many concrete walls were built

Wherein lives the lords made up unique breeds

Who always thinks upon to make this world a better place to live

But doesn’t know at all the sacrifices that they have to give

To gift this world a meaning, unbiased by the clothes we wear in and fits 

Why following the disguised saints who are ready to preach

When aware of the lessons that enlightens their own shades of greed

 We can’t be forced to do things that are filled with guilts

Letting a Demon to live in a coffin of our conscience’s heed

To borrow someone’s sadness making our precious life a dirty gush of stream

Instead to end it should be our work in progress to reach

As we have Miles to Go and a beautiful life to live.

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Lost for the Destiny

Lost for the Destiny

Where am I supposed to go?

And where the destiny is taking me to

How could I manage being I?

When past is hindering me so true

Believing my mind not mine always

It’s to whom my soul is attached to

So I had to stay quiet many times

But the silence was rigorously loud

I have stopped being what I am

For the people who had came in as new

I am born to achieve great

Why aren’t the letting me?

Being hindered by their perceptions always

Which are wrong, false to forever backbite me

Why am I being guided by others?

To those ways which aren’t meant for me

Covered by some bushy tress and shadowed by the clouds

I am not what others think about me

But belong to that true destiny in life

Which would always be proud to welcome me

One day I would be known

For my work and the stars that I had set free

Finally I would end by saying harmony in peace

Well in the Times and a destiny to Seek

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Spark in the Dark

Spark in the Dark

Deep and down in the Dark, things that often makes you fear

Are we really afraid of the Dark?

Or what’s hiding in it that gives you the tear

The Night quotes the Darkness for an offence to the Light

On the sky full of Stars that always nails to Shine

Winds that had ceased to blow and sleep that keep you awake all night

Heavy is the load of pressure that pains you through your feet till toes

Let’s not enjoy but at least live our life

In which we have to act for all our stage shows

For that sound that is never heard around and is always felt unheard

Doesn’t means that it no longer exist in real

Close your ears and open the heart, feel the presence and respect the words

We all have our own Spark in the darkness of an inner worth

When the sparks do shine for some meaning in you

Means the time has come to prove your presence by the reason of your birth

The Conclusion is that “The Dark” had never lived its days

But it was Void in the mind belongs to you

Dragging you back till you fill it by your efforts and practice to Stay

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Life a Glory

Life a Glory

Times in Times life of mine felt like a poor man's remaining story 

Whose eyes are waiting for colors, to see the truth in fake of the glory 

Needs some patience to view those clear skies on the cloudy days

To enjoy the shining moon over the darkest nights when light forgets to shine and to stay

Tender is the pain that feels like a very long term gain

Make the reason so much high in the vision of yours, surely won’t ever make you an insane

Days of life resembles to some winter cold nights that waits for sun to shine, making it the only reason to survive

Never let those cold seasons to freeze your feelings, be that hard to put you in the mode to strive

You may tell your story to others but who is going to listen it anyway

Remember, green grasses are always green until extreme sunlight fades their color away

Who sings a Life as Glorious tones?

Our mind belongs to us only until we are trapped into its web unknown 

Triggering our own stuff, our mind is a prison of many bushy thoughts

Preach us Teach us! Otherwise we may end that enemy with whom we ever had fought

Shout out loud the goodwill to do work for a greater cause

This world would tend to serve you at last with their hearty applause

Now as your life is your Glory, would now shine your presence by your Steps

Let you enjoy every second of it, wait not to give that every Surprise Test.

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Lift Yourself Up

Lift Yourself Up

Whenever you feel stressed and are thrown by the fate

Never lose your courage and always be the brave

Consequences would led you to bow down to their feet

Tell yourself always that you were never born to face the defeats

                          

People would discard and the world would go against you

Show them that the world is for all but the Destiny is only for few

Riding through the shackles where distractions are many

Our Goals would always remain in our dream if we wouldn’t take Steps any

Get yourself busy with the tasks that ensures your aim so much clear

Failures might come in your way only just to give you a gear

Time would go so fast and no one would know where

Looking back after winning, the world would know that you used it well and so fair

Pave your own paths where you find them missing

When others would walk on it you feel that your efforts are really working

Time remembers those who had really done so much hard

Always Lift Yourself Up so high and feel like you have crossed those stars.

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Struggle

Struggle

Whenever I felt low stressed by my own deeds I know

I was running at last in the race of million foes

Felt that sorrow many times that couldn’t be told

As if life had come to an end and gold had started to corrode

Why I am the only who doesn’t know to climb those huge trees?

Where others had reached the top and had given their life a big relief  

I also do the hard work but why can’t be on the Top

I think I know the reason of that and could now turn it to a big stop

Fighting against my own mind being defeated many times by it

How many more times would it all go, soon I would end and be quiet

My dreams would exist forever but I would be perished soon

The sun would forget to rise and the darkness couldn’t be controlled by the only moon

Should I start crying so loud or forget whatever happened in my past

Saying always seems so easy but doing needs efforts so hard

Should I become stiff and turn myself to a hardhearted person

Where neither my feelings would exist nor would the thoughts encounter

My level would have fallen in some of the eyes I know

Should I strive to raise it up or focus on my goals alone?

No eyes would help me or would guide me to the right ways

World could only be mine if I had mind in my body where efforts would always stay

So now, could I conclude myself out of the trauma which I had gone through?

Where failure was very near to me and I was hit by some sharp darts very true

I had learned the biggest lesson of my life

Surely I would never let my failures hold me back so much tight.

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Sinking Me

Sinking Me

Why am I drowning in the darkness of me?

Where the sharks are swimming in the deserts of sea

I lost my will power and then comes my fate

Though I am on my way to Goals but still I am late

Fading is that brightness which had shown light to many

Fuel when comes to an end, I finds distractions in any

Nothing is too far and nor the near one is very near

When Hate ascends the throne, my eyes are poured with tears

I wish I could forget the journey of our past

When you were with me and our love was rarely vast

Our sacred separation was truly written in the Destiny of our page

Heart once broken, Life feels like trees with no shade

Mutual trust was our Love’s very base

Crying after heartbroken is the natural human’s case    

Certainly I would rise and burn like fire glowing flames

So its fire may melt the memories of our past and there’s no one left who blames.

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The Night And Nightingale

The Night and Nightingale

That night was errand and the darkness was so much deep

Keeping quite I walked down the woods where the  noise was certainly asleep.

The dark might turn Black a coat of a white sleepy sheep

Climbing slowly into my ears was a sound coming  from those huge trunky trees.

Might be “The Dark Beauty ” was yet to asleep

Kind be her charming voice which was pumping life in that deadly night so creep.

The voice could be compared to the gifts from god’s loving soul

Further I moved and what I encountered was my endless journey more.

Her pleasing songs hold me to stay there as forever as I could

Like the real peace of a winter night as being enjoyed by those standing woods.

Mingling all the happenings somewhere I came upon a conclusion

That nothing in this world could be compared to The Voice Of Her Seclusion.

In a sudden my watch’s alarm was awake

As if it was reminding about my pending works before my footprints would fade.

The other nights I never heard her voice again

But still love the game where the Nature wins but I fail.

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The Life’s Walk

The Life’s Walk

The nights are dark and so much deep

Often we travel through the shackles and clear the streams

If Our Life was the only  fact unknown

We wouldn’t get any answer and end up with groan

Unstoppable we go overcoming the highs and lows

Rallying for a cause and learning from all blows

Somewhere deep and down inside we know

That this life is only a one man's show

Clouds always floats high up in the sky

Every failure is worth a lot as it teaches you a lesson to fly

Life’s Answers are hidden in the questions we see

Might be your “Six” feel like “Nine” to me

Just there is one life so live it at full

Face the situations being calm and cool

I don’t want to end this poem as I don’t feel like its right

Because the reality that I had told till , is from infinite to might.

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