Ankit Mittal Poems

Hey little bird on the tree...
I m afraid you won't long be free...
The heartless are coming, full of rage...
To capture and put you in a cage...
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They set out with the goal of making history..
Yes, they did win, but there was no victory..

All their eyes saw was that they had captured some lands..
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A lonely dark night, the sound of thunder and rain…
I lay awake on my bed and look at my own shadow…
A strange thought corners my mind…
"It's funny how falling seems like flying"…
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As i write this piece, i can hear my own breath;
Heartbeats pacing, butterflies in my belly and the taste of sour death...
It is all the memories that has brought me to this maze;
As i close my eyes i go back to those days...
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Like any other day i went for my class..
But that day i saw her coming through the glass..

She looked so beautiful..
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If Krishna is the ocean, we are the dew..
If Krishna is plenty, we are just few..
If Krishna is the biggest mountain, we are the smallest molehill..
If Krishna is infinity, we only as big as nil..
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I looked up into the night sky...
The twinkling stars looked very high...
I wondered what could have gone wrong...
'We' had been so strong all along...
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