Tribhuvan Mendiratta

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Too abstract is LOVE!
Yet it lives-
In slow songs.
Ripples down;
...

The world was virtually dead;
A Zombie in a living spree!
Now the minds have come alive;
Physically, felt need to survive!
...

A spectrum of emotions
Created by a light
Passing through the heart
Prompts words to emerge
...

An adult can also be a child
I see one in me
Not at all changed;
Just matured;
...

suicide heart be your e-name
but it is heart that prompts suicide
keep heart safe ins your cupped hands
Don't let it fall to break into pieces
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A seesaw
Is so rightly
Made for two persons.
You can up lift
...

A day is too long
as in an empty station
when the trains are parked off
somewhere else, asleep.
...

Life is a Mirror!
Really so?
Please find the mirror;
If you can;
...

Pink sky
The light from a dead star
Why isn't the sky pink?
It is following the crowd
...

Scenario of uncertainty;
Clasp it.
Relish the fissure
Between your present
...

I am a Poet - nay-
A Painter of emotions
with my eyes I paint thee
In a natural hue
...

12.

With despair all around
Even a little Hope sparks life
It becomes Elixir to revive
That dead vein in the heart's strife.
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13.

मानवीयता पल-पल हो तार-तार

आतंकवादियों का कोई धर्म नहीं होता'.
क्या बलात्कारियों की जाति, कोई धर्म होता है..?
...

14.

Primarily a poet, artist, writer but
with age mellowed down to an educator
with a desire to share life's secrets
so that they don't stumble in dark stairs
...

You've taken away my looks, my identity, by just a glance.
By making me drink the wine of love-potion,
You've intoxicated me by just a glance;
I give my whole life to you
...

Life of spite and defiance
To watch people tooling around on Mars
To celebrate the end of the last war
To attend the funeral of corporate personhood
...

Nothing is special
You won’t hear me speak, or
Notice my presence beside you
When I am gone
...

Love is not art;
some say
Then Art is not love
And If art is not LOVE
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I Try to Imagine

How a smile behind a scowl looks
...

here is a smell of religion
in the human behavior called murder
Speaking of which I remember a movie called
'Murder Without Passion'
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Tribhuvan Mendiratta Biography

Primarily a poet, artist, writer but with age mellowed down to an educator with a desire to share life's secrets so that they don't stumble in dark stairs Met many travellers during the journey Some understood yet why they so unsecure Life is a mystery now it appears clear situations may be same but reactions vary)

The Best Poem Of Tribhuvan Mendiratta

Abstract Love

Too abstract is LOVE!
Yet it lives-
In slow songs.
Ripples down;
every stride every step.
Can be found;
On crushed leaves;
Of the grass
Can be found in
Leftovers of chocolate malt.
I see it in you.
And it smiles back,
Flushed, un-scalded,
And perfect.

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