Ankur Shrivastava Poems

I am a joker
with a smiling mask,
not a magician
but almost as amusing.
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Neither the way I pretend
Nor what I seem,
I am nothing but a dream..
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You remember that tube-well?
How I filled my little bucket,
And we sprayed all the water around,
A bucket full of joy.
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You wrote a lovely poem
And threw it away,
Just because it didn’t rhyme?
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They walked together on the seaside
to see the sun rise,
his eyes were still sleepy
like he was walking in sleep
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Two eyes awake in pain,
Beads of tears dead.
Dreams lie quiet, afraid, still.
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You may have seen nightmares
And woken up screaming.
Last night I woke up
To see the worst nightmare
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I refuse to smile,
No, I can’t,
I am sad, I don’t feel cheerful.
Smile is the expression of bliss.
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The cuckoo responds to the return of spring
From the sweet smelling mango trees.
Or, perhaps the spring comes back
On the soulful call of little cuckoo.
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A poem without my signature,
Written some forgotten day.

In a race called life,
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