Alok Mishra, 4 sierpnia 2013
The Rainbow
‘My heart leaps up when I behold’
‘A rainbow in the sky’
Filled with seven colours, the story untold,
Hanging there still, so high,
‘So was it when my life began,’
‘So is it’ now I am insane,
‘So it be’ when I shall grow demon
‘Or let me die’ in my insanity, my venom.
‘The child is the father of man’
And how could I wish my days to be
‘Bond by each to each in natural piety,’
If I could not check my desires,
When I could not hold to the truth
That every father is the child’s prey!
Alok Mishra, 26 marca 2012
Love is
blind, they said so
Love is disaster, they
told so
Love is wasting of
time, they thought so...
But I have decided, Let
me go
On my way to my
beautiful beloved
O' arrogant
world.
Now see
the arrogation and will of a love
And let we both unite
Together against the
world
Now we will fight!
Alok Mishra, 6 marca 2012
HIR Will Come!
Standing with my weary heart
That prays for you always dear Love.
I breathe with your name
My soul knows, and know you too!
Chaos of my thoughts
Can never break my ultimate faith
In you, what my heart has.
I listen the scorns
I bear the hatred of my owns,
Still my dear love
You take the place of most above
You are the superior in my life!
Here in your name I swear
Every moment here on the earth
I will spend, will be of yours
If I come with any rebirth
Each will be yours!
Though you do of your heart
Love me or do despite
I will not say any wrong or right
But all my life, I will wait
Bearing all the pains, with a faith
One day
“My HIR will come… HIR will come!”
This is the 1st Poems of my new series. "The Pain of Being Apart". This poem is my dedication to my beloved.
Alok Mishra, 3 marca 2012
Your Smile
I am unaware of me
Unknown to my own self and strayed
Before I found you smiling
With me, my life had played!
Your smile cheered me, healed me
Your words showed me the path of light
And I am luckiest you took my hands
Walked with me… Will walk until
We reach our Horizon! That we always insight!
I came out of crooked thoughts
Those hollow and astray perceptions
And all I owe to “your smile”!
Your smile that springs me up and says
To come and hold you in my arms
My love… I will walk to the thorns of hell
To the heaven or be that any ways!
Alok Mishra, 28 lutego 2012
Love… That’s True!
Some say I love you madly
Others tell I’m in your love so badly.
Persons known to me
Are envy of my passions for you
To your beauty and our profound love…
But my dear love,
Here I clarify the truth
And utter that, within
My heart which deep lies.
Yet I know once again
Controversies will do arise!
I love you, though not madly,
Neither a lunatic I am
In love of you, as others blame…
I hold my senses alive
O’ dear love of me!
I control my wits. To down-come
Each dreams that we use to see.
My love to you, is my life
With you in my sight
Dear love! My emotions come alive!
To spend my life in your arms
Dear love! I’ll do thrive…
Alok Mishra, 28 lutego 2012
My Life- You!
Not a love-letter this is
What you are reading.
Neither a ballad nor a love song
With my words I am singing.
All I want is to tell you
How I feel, what I think
And what my being really is!
Hope to your heart my emotions reach.
My world, life and myself
Revolves around you… Hir
My asset, my aim, my life’s hope
I found in you… Hir.
You are the life in my hollow body
You make me breathe in your luxury,
Knows God and the whole earth
Only to love you, I get all my birth!
Alok Mishra, 28 lutego 2012
Night of Love!
Tired of the day
After long longings for hours
Here in your arms I lay.
When near you I breathe
And get my hairs touched
By your hand
To the God I pray
Let the day not happen…
Be merciful to us O’ mighty lord
Change the law of yours
Permit me to live in the luxury
And let me be near
My dear love!
Alok Mishra, 14 lutego 2012
Alone Is The World!
In the world
Moving in rush, being pushed
Made compelled to work without choice
I did never get a chance
To be free as childhood and rejoice!
That time was mine
Cry once and mother will run
Make a face
Father will cherish… will love.
But now
Cry and keep crying
Your heart will echo
Your soul will say you
Cry more my dear
Whole world is lie! It’s true!
Some meet you, talk to you
With love, show you they care.
But after some times
Will leave you alone in this fair!
At last I decide with my wit
I came alone in this world
Will go alone… No one will come
In my grave to be fit!
Alok Mishra, 14 lutego 2012
Me and My True Self!
When I stood alone in gloom and sadness
No one came to console my breathless heart
I could not see any path to which
I would walk for a new start!
Darkness and deepening darkness
All round I could only see
Every single hope
I had set free…
I felt a force of attraction
Suddenly I felt a relief!
I could not stop my steps
Walking to the eternal light
Coming in a silent ray
Very away from me, from that sight.
Amazed! When my eyes saw
Either my wit or my seeing
One of them must have a flaw!
Standing some steps within
My replica, my own form
My mind was very keen
To pacify my curious storm.
Same in everything
Except the gesture of face
I was in deep sorrow
He had calm look full of grace!
I was dejected of me, very sad
He was content with him, very glad!
Before I could initiate the talk
He showed his hand,
And said, “Dear, stop”.
“I am not someone else
In fact no other than you!
I am not what is,
I represent what can be.
I will mingle in you,
But if you promise, you determine
You will leave the cover of gloom
You will break your relation with
discontent.
In trouble, in joys
If every time you learn to rejoice
I will come with you, without any choice!”
Then my eyes I open
I learnt my dream has broken!
But a lesson it has taught
And with life, I always fought!
Alok Mishra, 14 lutego 2012
How to Love?
Why you hurry in love decisions
When you know world is selfish
How true be you and your determination
Mark it! One day it’ll perish!
I don’t say it out of gloom or sorrow
No any broken heart to mourn for morrow
But a realization
A self-search within me
And I found out the fact
What you desire, you never see!
So should not we love?
Or not let your heart feel?
Or just be a stone form
From your head to heel?
I have the quest resolved
Though in love,
I am self-involved!
Love, but love the Love
Not let you melt in possession…
When your life is not your
Then how for the others
We can be so sure!
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