Hidden Words

!!! Testing!                                                Again Testing By putting my nerves on fire Life wants me to play A Game That always proves The innocence of liars. Why? Again it's me What if? I quit The Game That never belongs to me. Granted! Don't take me granted If I break You never peddle yourself Out of the lake. Spring! I am a Spring That gives dead His wings.                                                                                                                   Smriti Thakur              ...

    Don’t dare to narrate ‘My Story’ Don’t dare to give voice By moulding ‘Unheard Stories’ Who you are? What is the source of your existence? THINK! So, Don’t dare to show me Power, that is unmanly. Don’t stare! When I don’t want to entangle Don’t touch! When my soul belongs to heaven What you think you are? Just open your eyes And see You are just a small egg If I don’t dare to carry you For NINE You are not able to Question Who am ‘I’ I am a Wo man Even the three alphabets of you Need  my womb [W0=man] To come out.                                                                                         Smriti Thakur

Belongingness hurts more, when Drop compels to flow alone In the Middle of One may afraid to come close To see the glow Reality! it is an abandoned piece of stone Lingering memories fail to console One enters In the Love war                                                                Smriti Thakur                                                                                    

A Call Nature calls you And cupped you in a beautiful way No matter! How much appealing The delicacy wear by You destined to be crush By passersby They enjoy the innocence ‘surrounds you’ But desperate to tarnish The existence, alive you You survive even in The seasons of trials That had uprooted your life's wires. Here! These ignorant beasts are Looting their own life, they think How powerful they are Considering the silence, a weakness Inviting an unforeseen cast.                                  Smriti  Thakur  

Shadow                                           Moving Shadow  Drained completely in its shine. Is it lonely? or is it confine  I see her entangled in different lines. I wish I could release her Whatever hold her tight Could feel the pain That makes her smile Is it broken affection Or just a lapse of time Soul forgets the body Where it is used to lie                                                  Smriti

    YOU !                                                                                                                       You!  Is  it  you  more Or  left  the  part Dear  to  me. Not  Complaining Want  to  know Are  you  still  carrying? ‘The Pictures,’   bind  us  together Beyond  Infinity. Difficult  it  might  be For  You !  To  accept     I  AM The   Climax  of  your  story That’ll  decide The  end of you. You! Tear  me  apart As  ...

A Tribute You may not see Me But I can see you all After feeling the love of my friends I wish I could have Life, One more. My life maybe a Drizzle But I had love my friends Like a Rain Pebble, I might be I just gave them One step to move No matter! Today rain has turned into a storm That cheerful smile You not see anymore Just remember Me and the time Where I walked with my friends Playing basketball Teasing them sometimes. Now what all I needed is Your Hugs Which was so dear to me Please switch your fuse faces on That will help me to move Into the world, next to me.                                                                                                       ...

       Click! Even click, an uneven beauty Holding the pen light I unveil That was not so juicy.                                         You question the essence of mine I am the shadow Where light seeks A pleasurable time.                Smriti                            

In the memory of . . . Suddenly people enquire about ‘You’ When you alive nobody cares about ‘You’.     A wandering soul ‘You’ are at once Now seek escape in a place Unvisited! By the living ones.   May ‘You’ find peace in that unnamed phase Whose description is beyond Any time and space.                       SMRITI                        

        [WHO] Who’ll solve the mystery? Dreading humans so long Joining hands, give solutions no more Waiting for silence to whisper Is a tradition so old. Now the dead wakes from their graves Portraying pictures By giving withered A vibrant face.                                                                                                  Smriti

Crossed A reflection of the Window On the floor And I just crossed                          That 'Door'. A brighter Future Waiting on the other Floor And I envision it With my pure 'Soul'                                                                      Smriti