Anurag Tiwari

Feeling ashamed of myself
That didn't helped you in blood bath
Strong hands out of country lanes
Once struggled with mud of farms lands
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What if you’re white!
But live in same plight
What if you’re black!
Living life in an old gunnysack
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Loveless ness...Loneliness...Emptiness...
Coz I'm ageless for too long....
Come back o my days but not to freeze...
May not be an urban legend but zombie am I...
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Windowpanes and shattering shades of curtain
Dancing in tune with blowing winds
Tingles of doorbells, a misnomer
No more waiting, some one is there
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Sad moments, feeling down and low
finding absence of all and sundry
unable to comprehend yet standing at cross roads
nothing mends ur way and going gets tougher
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On a rainy day, being in a funky night club
Amidst the cold, Smoke pours, dry thrill of suburb
Music and few big hip ladies around
Hustlers making them hot happening on ground
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Whom do you Love

Whom do you want to love?
Me or not me
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Leaving desires at the rear
Drinking cusp full of tears
To set you dance for tomorrows
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Don’t tell anyone
As I was the one
Who made wood from charcoal?
Who laid moon from roof’s hole
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Not letting dogs to bark,
Spitting at everything not being on my part
As if mob’s in command
Old cloth’s coming in demand
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Unknown it’s to know when, from which direction
Who will arrive where and greet
Dusk or at dawn, whether ready or not to meet
That’s the way life is
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And when
Heads in no mood to take further
Fogs and fumes with me alone
Critically taking steps upstairs
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Why do you ask me, what I mean?
In emptiness of words, it’s difficult
To decipher, existence and solitude.
While looking at front, can earth
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Cynic smile for a while
Bestows life to beguile

But the chase for overblown costume
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