Happy Birthday to My Dear Twin Sister | English Poem| Brejesh Aiyer

I wonder how righteous my actions,
How honest my deeds were,
In my past life that the holy one,
Graced me with a twin, so true, so near.


Over a span of a decade and eight,
We have fought over matters trifling and not.
But invariably, and thankfully to your ever so forgiving nature,
Our love remains strongly wrought.


I am asked more than oft by friends near and dear,
Whether you resemble me,
I say we do share a common face,
But your nature is truly more virtuous and free.


Whenever I have faced a dilemma, a puzzle,
Which I have given up on,
It is you, who with your optimism and encouraging tone,
Have ignited a passion, a will to work is reborn.


You have taught me to love, taught me to care,
Without any discrimination or bias so,
For bringing out such good in me twin,
To your noble prowess, I deeply bow.


It’s true we aren’t very much alike,
The opposite sides of a coin,
But we do share a common trait,
This is love for each other divine.


As your brother and a twin at that,
I shall be your shield against all evil and harm, 
A shade against unholy glares,
A heart full of love to keep you warm.


Happy Birthday dear sister, 
Let us be together today,
A chance to forgive and forget,
Whatever has come and whatever may.

Mental Refreshment for upcoming COMPETITIVE EXAMS | IITJEE,AIEEE

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HERE ARE SOME TECHNIQUES WHICH MIGHT HELP U{ DURING,WHILE ,AFTER }IN Ur EXAMS

1.THE PREVIOUS DAY OF UR EXAM THINK THAT U ARE PREPARING FOR A WAR FOR WHICH U NEED  TO HAVE ENOUGH WEAPONS TO TACKLE THE PROBLEMS

2..THE TEACHING THAT U RECEIVE IS LIKE A NUCLEAR WAR HEAD WHICH COMES TO UR USE AT THE TIME WHEN U FEEL UR ARE ABOUT TO DECLARE DEFEAT

3.BE CALM AND STRAIGHT FORWARD IN UR ATTEMPT TO ANSWER UR QUESTION

4.MAKE UR MIND AS PEACEFUL AS POSSIBLE.RELAX UR SELF BY ENJOYING THE SURROUNDINGS

5.NEVER BOTHER ABOUT OTHERS IN THE EXAMINATION HALL

6.MAKE UR SELF AS COMFORTABLE AS POSSIBLE BEFORE U START  GIVING UR TEST.

7.DO NOT DISCUSS ONE HOUR BEFORE THE EXAM

8.ENJOY EVERY MOMENT WHILE WRITING UR EXAM

9.FEEL THAT THE TEST OF UR MANAGING AND CONVINCING ABILITIES ARE BEING PUT TO TEST

10.FEEL AS IF U R EXPLAINING TO A DUMB DRIVEN CATTLE AND U ARE A HERO IN THE STRIFE

11.DURING UR PREPARATION TRY TO PRACTICE BY WRITING THE ANSWERS {THE BUILDS UP UR CONFIDENCE LEVEL AND GIVES U A FEEL GOOD FEELING}

12.ALWAYS  BE WELL PREPARED EXPECTING THE MONT DIFFICULT PAPER

THESE THINGS OF PRACTICE ARE AN EXPERIMENTALLY PROVEN AND RECOMMENDED .

EXPECTING COMMENTS

                                           

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MY Tattered Soul | English Poem| Octiger Color

He held me with his finger tips,

He was so powerful, not a noddy,

I tried my best to loose the grip,

He kept on fondling my body.

He was such an ace,

I was exhausted by the fight,

He didnt loose in any case,

Despite my blows so tight.

I anyhow rescued my skin,

I hurriedly fled away,

But, despite of so much of din,

No one was on the way.

Running through the retisence,

I controlled my tears,

After reaching my residence,

I tried to lower down heart's gears.

I felt all broken,

By such inhumane act,

My ego and self respect sunken,

Mind tried hard to forget that fact.

Beating up the stakes,

I wanted to take revenge for his done,

I gathered all my courage it takes,

And set out with a gun.

I wanted to cut off those evil hands,

I wanted to kill him before my eyes,

I found him with his friends,

Laughing out on each others lies.

Up went my hand,

Bang... Bang... there was the bullet,

It was the end,

Dark blood flushed out of the outlet.

I felt so relax,

My heart hard like rock,

Was now again of wax,

And just then flowed my emotional stock.

Clouds in the sky, the sun up high,

Give me a reason to live one more day.

The chirping birds, red leaves gone dry,

Have taught me how to be happy and gay.

My eyes gleamed with pleasure,

Like the eternal shining sun,

Down flowed all the pressure,

I wasn't guilty for what I done.

I got my revenge,

I could feel releif in my body whole,

After this avenge,

Still tattered remained my soul.

BroKEn HeArt :-| English Poem| Umang Jalan

BroKEn HeArt :-


Clouds in the sky,the sun up high,
give me a reason to live one more day...
the chirping birds,red leaves gone by,
have taught me how to be happy and gay.


Soothing wind, melodious tides,
how admiring was the new day.
Found a fairy to sit beside,
how happy was I, can't say.


Beautiful day, the glittering night,
came the loving rain,with thunder inside.
Scared fairy held me tight,
as if a new life revived.


A black day was on the way,
when the innocent heart poured the loving emotion.
With trickling tears ,she ran away,
alone left I,with my devotion.


Friends consoled my broken heart,
I consoled them," without her, i can survive".
Deep inside was a deep cut,
helpless heart exclaimed,"Empty is your life".


Loneliness was torturing me,
and a piercing dilemma inside.
At last i decided in glee,
"Dear fairy - I completed my life". :'(

JUDGE ME | English Poem

JUDGE ME...

Judge me when our interactions are new,

Not when I get used to you.

Judge me before you say an "I love you",

Not when I have begun considering those words as true.

Judge me before we begin walking together,

Not when your absence begins to bother.

Judge me in the start...you may refuse to move along.

But..don't judge me later,don't leave me and go amidst a beautiful song..

Man in the mirror | English Poem

clouds in the sky, the sun up high,

gave me a reason to live one more day...

the chirping birds, red leaves gone dry,

taught me how to be happy and gay....

this was before i was infatuated with the enomour of fortune, 

as i gradually became a puppet to its tune..

feverishness of fame down the pathway of years

yielded many heartaches and tears..

lost in the splendour of lusturous glory

to leave some trace of my life's story..

tiding for fame

i became just another victim of the baneful game..

entrenched in the fever of recognition , Porcelain faced

lurking in shadows ,nw my identity could not be traced

the man the world had started to hail..

was lost in an illusion nurturing a subtle tale..

feverishness of fame was proving to be an empty bowl

the cancer of glory was hollowing the soul..

as i gave in to unsurping power

something inside began to cower..

forfeited by desires and in grandeur drenched

the increasing thirst for wealth could not be quenched

the ravishing extravagance gradually began to fade,

the bewitching glamour had begun to abrade..

no more could I savor the clouds in the sky, the lush green grass,

As I cheated the man looking through the mirror glass..

The 'Soul's Song'- | English Poem |Jagannath Singh

The 'Soul's Song'-

In the core of my crimson heart-

burns a golden flame!

Its fame is widespread,its light is puissant,

'The Soul'is its name..

From the burning flame of my candle heart

a melodious song originates

from the tip of my feet,to the summit of my face

the song in my blood vibrates..

the burning flame through the voice of my heart sings-

"Let me not live in vain,

The melody of my song, the touch of my warmth

May end every heart's pain!"

It sings to me-

To the might of my spirit & the strength of your heart

The problems of our life would tame

May the blinding darkness of grief and sorrow

be lighted by the glory of my flame!

The sanguine sunrise of our beautiful life is over

and so is our life's dawn

Now you are bright with my light and might

show the world how the last world shone.

The problems in the world, the misery of life

might be burned by our light

let the despaired world think us as a light of hope

lets prove ourselves next to sunlight

sun goes east to west, so we move from life to death

Like sun, we some duties get

Do them!

Our dawn was beautifull ! our rise was sanguine!

lets strife to make a golden set..

MY BEST FRIEND| English Poem| Aayush Gaur

whatever we do,we laugh or we fight

whatever we do,whether wrong or right

I dont care what people think of me

I just know that,YOU BELONG WITH ME

whatever you say,whether good or bad

whatever it is,it makes me feel glad

I might not be able to say,what u actually mean to me

all I can just say that,YOU BELONG WITH ME

Remembering the times,that we have spent together

whenever I was sad,you made me feel better

You are now like a necessity to me

But I will only say that,YOU BELONG WITH ME

I dont want our special relationship to end

coz you were,you are and you will be,MY BEST FRIEND

VACATIONS | English Poem

I live in the world of agony and pain,

Trying to hide my tears in showers of rain.

Walking towards an unknown destination,

Craving to get a little recognition.

But then, I somehow feel all utterly new.

Looking for a smile, though chances are few.

Jollying over my childhood days I found my loneliness’s foe,

Vacations I remembered, were the enemies of my endless woe.

Just like the mist and the fog, 

The forest and the Bog, 

The money and the fee, 

And the vacations and we, 

All are close and close to Thee. 

Cherished with joy, we forget every wit and toy. 

Visit here and move there, we become a wandering boy. 

Come on; spread the message to enjoy, 

It gives immense fun, even more than the best toy. 

Go off the days of Mutiny, the days of fear, the fear of destiny. 

What only remains are the days to smile, the days for style, the style for a while. 

An absolute need of life, Vacations are an interesting seed to drive. 

Vacation days mist our tears into the smiles that sway. 

They pleasure us with the most comfortable stay, 

Next to books are the only friends they, 

Without even speaking, every word they say.

‎"SEE THE PEACE DIE" | English Poem

‎"SEE THE PEACE DIE"

Clouds in the sky,

The sun up high, 

The chirping birds, 

red leaves gone dry-

They have taught me how to be happy and gay

And give me a reason to live one more day.

But there comes a bash,

To turn these into trash!

A future vision in my eye is caged,

It sees a world war envisaged.

The World Wars never remain calm,

But happily bring harm.

The Human race dies in pace. 

With ace, it steps terror in a swarm. 

These days of fear bark and sway, 

They stomach the smoke of death and decay.

The air, the atmosphere, every place becomes warm,

Killing and murders form their own communal storm.

Thugs, murderers and smugglers come in their best form,

The clothes of Humanity are very cruelly torn

Yet, the ones responsible remain escaped, 

The world sees the Peace being raped.

In lieu for the feud's end,

The nations demand a nuclear trend.

A moribund life arrives,

And everything faces a rickety end.

The Lush land of the Earth turns nuclear; 

Chemicals eat up all the corn.

Nonstop bombing and squeals in the air 

Brings the diabolic devils born.

So rapturously, their start was held. 

How hermetically see, they are spent! 

During it, the bloodshed looks like Red Nylon.

The world sees how its destruction turned on.

It is the funeral of Peace, not the time of ease.

In these bloody days of war, it is the saddest tease.

We see the peace die, 

Because there is tension in the whole sky.

Fifteen Seconds Of Fame | English Poem

Fifteen Seconds Of Fame

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I lived in a world of agony and pain,

Hiding my tears in showers of rain.

Walking towards an unknown destination,

Craving to get a little recognition.

I was a loser and a sour one;

Hating everything that lived, loving none.

Luckless in love, the eternal virgin;

Found solace in fags, tonic and gin-

Until one day, the sun shone bright;

And turned my whole world right.

I found a way through the shitty maze,

Had myself right in every angel's gaze.

The day I became a reality TV star,

Was the day I became known every there and far;

I was the apple of every News channel's eye

And I was worshiped for every bitchin' lie.

I became the talk of the stupid town folk-

And the butt of every fucking joke.

They watched my every little move,

And danced to every one of my faggoty groove.

And then suddenly it was all over,

Like being ditched by an imaginary lover;

Bitches still danced, jerks still won;

The TV was still smoking like a gun.

But my fame was gone, my glory was lost;

The Devil was paid his dues, and dead was the poor Faust.

And is it's all said and done, I remain a virgin;

Waiting to die in a mess of vomit and shit, fags and gin.

‎"The Alien's Girlfriend"...| English Poem| Neha Agarwal

‎"The Alien's Girlfriend"...


Living I was in agony and pain,
Trying to hide my tears in showers of rain.
Walking towards an unknown destination,
Craving to get a little recognition.


The days were so dark,the nights so long,
When I heard the beautiful song...
...The song of love,
Sung by the angels high above.


A heart so pristine,so pure.
Everyone's grief he shares,every pain he cures.
Always full of energy and zeal.
So perfect,so ideal.
An elixir from a spotless stream,
Every girl's desire,every girl's dream.


Grudges,grief,terror or fright,
In the dark tunnel,a guiding light.
A pillar,a support...
...on which the clouds of my dreams float.
My faith,my strength,
Owner of my heart's breadth and length.


Dead is the rainy season.
Smiling doesn't require a reason.
Parchless roads now have a destined end.
My recognition is..."The Alien's Girlfriend".‎

ALL I SEE IS YOU.....| English Poem |Rashmi Jain

ALL I SEE IS YOU.....

I first saw you so very unexpectedly,

You saw the way I looked at you and you looked back at me.

I will never forget the way

You made me feel that day,

like I was the only girl you see.

I tried so hard to find a way to make you mine,

but we just weren't meant to be.

And so I hide

just how i feel inside.

I don't know what to do

when all I see is you.

We carried on as nothing more than good friends,

scared that love would break us.

In ways we couldn't mend

I have to ignore the way,

You make me feel each day

Like I am with whom you want to be.

I try hard to deny,

Keep asking myself WHY?

We don't just bite the bullet and be,

And so we hide

Just how we feel inside

I don't know what to do when all I see is you.

But something changed so suddenly 

You said you had something to say to me

You took my hand,like in my dreams you do

and said those 3 words

"I LOVE YOU".

Now we don't have to hide 

just how we feel inside 

I know exactly what to do because

ALL I SEE IS YOU!!

Life is an Illusion | English Poem| Abhinav Jain

Life is an illusion,
Always ardous,
leaving the faintest of intuitions.


Days are it's propellant,


They are what on it feeds,
It steals them from the departed,
Only to allow others a little longer to breathe,
No one knows whether they will see the morrow,
Or lament for their loved ones,
But still they fight the fear,
And live it through and thorough.


Time passes by and people die,
But the mystery of life is solved by none,
Bewildering is what some men consider,
Others remain astound,
Some say its exulting at times,
While others grumble about its affliction,


Life is a delusion,
It tests the noble as well,
Passes only the perseverant,
While the lesser flunk,
It hunts us down with all it's skills,
Demanding audacity and bravura,
to let it's prey live,
The diligent get their share of joie de vivre,
While feckless curse the sour grapes in sadness sheer,


Life is an Illusion,
Alluring and new,
Still remains
Unsolved,Untamed
and still full of hue.

"The Unforgettables in Red…" | English Poem

The Bhuj earthquake

Reminds the Republic Day dawn,

With the dreadful breakdown

And the whole day dreary and brown.

No one could forget that hydro morning

That day of a million killing;

Our life, our water turned to turmoil,

The tsunami when caught all in its death coil.

Of the gas leak from the tank of curses,

That gaseous night of Bhopal in 1984 was never forgotten.

The tears and sorrows on the frightened faces:

They checked a thousand dead, fully rotten…

9 years later then, was bombed Bombay…

Scared vigorously, there wasn't a thing to say…

It was…

The month of March; the day of deaths;

The time of blasts, the stopped breaths…

Then came the boon of monsoon rains

But actually rained the blocked drains.

Danced now the plight of cursing polythenes.

In water, 

People drowned like the light fishery beans.

It was July 26th, the day of water utter,

Or rather the night to flutter.

Still not convinced, the fate of Mumbai changed,

The 26/11 blasts are very recent and strange.

Uncountable dead, giving a split sorrow on head..

So, the most unforgettable, are actually these moments in Red…

An Orphan | English Poem| Abhinav Jain

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Clouds in the sky, the sun up high,

Give me a reason to live one more day...

The chirping birds, red leaves going dry,

Taught me how to be happy and gay.

I but a lonely soul,

Circumvented in this world edacious,

With agony and affliction imbued,

Fight for my meal two square,

Hardly evading the grasp of death, 

To confront it the very morrow next.

Born to no one I sneaked in this world,

And tried to suppress my hunger every night,

With the delirium of prevailing, and killing my lust,

Bits and crumbs were a distant bliss,

I subsisted with the canines,

Who shared their share with no hitch,

Still I made it this far,down the road called life,

Abandoned and forlorn,yet I live.

Friends and family are things like love,

For either of them,I've had none but none, 

Talking has been prejudiced for me,

As I've heard swearing plethorian not some,

I see other kids playing with their fathers at the park,

They shoo me away,seeing me bedraggled and vile,

I want to be that way too,but lucky they are,

As they are cherished and born to someone.

People ask me to do some work,

But they are the ones who disdain me the most,

For not a penny they have for me, to spare ,

Perhaps thats why they don't pay me

a good days rightful fare,

But thats not what daunts me now,

As thats a regular thing,

But love and kindness is all I search and need.

In pursuit of happiness ,

And chase of love I live quitting dismay,

I learnt to forget the heartache,

Seeing the silver line and light so bright,

Clouds in the sky,the sun up high,

Give me a reason to live another day,

The chirping birds,red leaves going dry,

Have taught me how to be happy and gay,