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A small poem about the silent strength of an elder brother - the one who understands without words and always stands beside you

My collection of poems over the years

(poems)

When life's road turns from dust to dawn and back again, a restless heart sits beside Krishna, the Charioteer, and learns to let Him hold the reins of breath and fate. Through monsoon ache and quiet light, the poem moves from doubt and fear to trust and rest, echoing the Gita's chariot wisdom in contemporary verse. For readers of spiritual and devotional poetry seeking calm strength, vivid imagery, and the serenity of surrender to a loving guide.

This poem convey's a persons crave to have a support and that to have a person to whom he can show his true nature without fear. Infront of whom he can cry and play like a child and that too without worrying of being judged.

This poem is from 'Four Degrees of Separation' https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Humld3pueH0

A quiet free-verse reflection on nature, patterns, and the human search for meaning, standing between order and chaos.

You think nicotine is addictive Unless you kiss lips that taste vaguely of spearmint And you realize the most dangerous drug of all Is holding somebody after losing them and then losing them again.. You think cannabis lifts you off the dirt you've been creating for yourself Commit all those seven deadly sins And see nothing helps Dig a bigger grave in your dirt before going up high For you are about to fall Your words that bite skin Seem so ordinary to me If I could rearrange them, I'd propose the world with affection That you never gave to anyone Despair, strike me gently every night Every minute when I start to hear the roaring void Louder than you, it unsettles the calm And I lose my breath With myself

a love from womb to tomb

to my future wife

We don't talk about the things that broke us. But the pieces remember. In this collection, each poem is a shard-sharp with memory, soft with emotion, and glowing with the kind of darkness that only love can leave behind. It's not just about heartbreak. It's about what remains after. The echoes. The ruins. The truth we bury under silence. If you've ever loved quietly, lost loudly, or felt something you couldn't name- this book already knows you.

A collection of poetry, stories, and art about living as a mixed-race person in a world increasingly fixated on racial identity. In mixed feelings, ajay explores his complicated emotions around race, identity, religion, and family through poetry and imagery. Drawing on the author's own life story as well as interviews he's conducted with friends and strangers, mixed feelings serves as a dialogue starter for difficult topics that now, more than ever, need to be discussed.

For a writer never tells but writes his stories.

A mute poet, Khalil, from Afghanistan and his wife, Maya from India are separated because they are from two different religions. The Indian government thinks Maya has brainwashed by him and that Khalil forms a part of an extensive terrorist group. As the poet is tried and sentenced to imprisonment, and his wife waits, they exchange food and poems. Poet::The flame of my words may singe the boundaries Guarding your heart, cowering in a corner And all that will remain will be the laugh of the forgotten ash Maya::The ash you talk of will be the pepper To the cuisines that will overwhelm your tongue. Awesome cover made by @Cara_White! Do check her profile out, her covers are great!

This poem is dedicated to all dads around the globe. Due to COVID lockdown, I could not get an gifts for my dad on Father's Day 2020. So, I wrote something instead. He was very touched and moved.

A mere collection of my short poems, mostly free verse ones.

A piece of poetry that tells about writer's block during this pandemic time.

Almost Mine is a collection of short poems and thoughts about the love that stays quiet. It is for the friend who stayed "just a friend." It is for the person who smiled at the wedding while their heart was breaking. It is for the love that was deep, respectful, and never spoken out loud. Read this if you have ever loved someone who could never be yours.