Nikunj Sharma Poems

Let me steal the whispers frozen in
the space between the heated skins;
waiting to ride the night’s swing that shall
reach the dark skies that hold my stars.
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Colors and colors around
Colors I see, colors surround
Colors speak a colorful sound
The breath they take are colorful too
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The little tear,
the cloud just shed
Gravity placed
On my forhead
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Glinting edge of the blade; shone bright
despite the absence of light.Bit blunt now,
that it has cut many a strings;
In the name of religion.
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I see it rise everyday, like a tiny dot
that climbs up in your morning eyes
to become a spark. The night's curls
melt in a soft surrender to your pink.
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What shall remain of a man?
The memories of his laughter or
Things woebegone.
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Their tears tear us apart
Their giggles have cheered us
Right from start.
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A life worth living
A party to enjoy to the hilt
The dams the bridges,
That I built.
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I am tree,
But not free
My stem is being;
Cut by forces of modernization
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Let's sing the freedom song
Along the road of dogma littered dust
Footsteps cracking traditional crust
Steel emerging from the rust
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