Submissions by Shailendra (Shail)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
My verses are destitute beyond measure,Tortured soul ad infintum,they once catered to it's pleasure.You read this,and you would've already missed valediction's bus,So,if I follow sado-masochism,about what,then,is the big fuss?
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
12th Aug 2013 2:49pm
12th Aug 2013 2:49pm
Imtihaa
Kaarvaa jo chal pade khayaaloan ke safar ke sang,
Sawaal leke raahoan mein jo dhoondhtein nayee umang,
Jo bhaavnaaoan ke bhavar mein bhi rahe thoda judaa,
Seemaayein jiski khatam na ho, imtihaa ye kaisa hai khuda?
Beeta jo bachpan saaye se maa ke woh kitna door tha,
Parwaah na ki shikayat ne jiski, duniya ka woh dastoor tha
Bhartey rahe hum siskiyaa magar, khaamoshiyoan ki chaadar tale,
Aur chhord kar jazbaat saare, manzil ki raahoan par chale.
Guzre thhey lamhey kuch magar maa ke aanchal ki chhaon mein,
Kehtey huey “amma amma”, aatey...
Sawaal leke raahoan mein jo dhoondhtein nayee umang,
Jo bhaavnaaoan ke bhavar mein bhi rahe thoda judaa,
Seemaayein jiski khatam na ho, imtihaa ye kaisa hai khuda?
Beeta jo bachpan saaye se maa ke woh kitna door tha,
Parwaah na ki shikayat ne jiski, duniya ka woh dastoor tha
Bhartey rahe hum siskiyaa magar, khaamoshiyoan ki chaadar tale,
Aur chhord kar jazbaat saare, manzil ki raahoan par chale.
Guzre thhey lamhey kuch magar maa ke aanchal ki chhaon mein,
Kehtey huey “amma amma”, aatey...
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ANGER POEM
Published
19th Jan 2013 1:12pm
19th Jan 2013 1:12pm
Inconceivable Loss of Amanat
When the throbbing heart ceased to sustain the flow of life,
And the entire nation was thrown in to a moment of strife,
Regressive albeit ‘Incredible India’ embraced another incentive,
To strive and seek flimsy pretexts for its faults to forgive.
The distress, agony, and the plight that Amanat had to endure,
Is ironically inadequate for it still is at a loss to cure,
The malady that besets the inveterately venal statesmen,
While the malefactors savour the shelter of the lion’s den.
An eye for an eye will make the whole world blind,
Thus comes...
And the entire nation was thrown in to a moment of strife,
Regressive albeit ‘Incredible India’ embraced another incentive,
To strive and seek flimsy pretexts for its faults to forgive.
The distress, agony, and the plight that Amanat had to endure,
Is ironically inadequate for it still is at a loss to cure,
The malady that besets the inveterately venal statesmen,
While the malefactors savour the shelter of the lion’s den.
An eye for an eye will make the whole world blind,
Thus comes...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
27th Dec 2011 4:48am
27th Dec 2011 4:48am
PROCLIVITIES REVERSED ON TENTERHOOKS
Huddled up impressions,when they actuate your appetite,
Only to discover diligence,short of being erudite,
Still kindred predilections strike a symphony and discord,
Albeit,to me obsequious, for I am their sovereign lord.
There might be some, teeming with appellations,
For others,value judgement,seems to settle the equations,
And though we merely have the opposite of what we sought,
Yet,I cannot forbear,to serve your food for thought.
Normative it is, with no rival thus far,
In earnest none,while in farce,a few, there are,
When...
Only to discover diligence,short of being erudite,
Still kindred predilections strike a symphony and discord,
Albeit,to me obsequious, for I am their sovereign lord.
There might be some, teeming with appellations,
For others,value judgement,seems to settle the equations,
And though we merely have the opposite of what we sought,
Yet,I cannot forbear,to serve your food for thought.
Normative it is, with no rival thus far,
In earnest none,while in farce,a few, there are,
When...
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SELF POEM
Published
24th Dec 2011 6:48am
24th Dec 2011 6:48am
EASIER SAID THAN DONE....
Live this moment as if it were your last,
Resist thoughts on future and dwellings on your past,
Endeavour to savour both the sob and the smile,
For only change is constant;rest everything is,but,for a while...
Don't get dampened by the mere clouds that you see,
Soon they shall be dispelled and light there will be,
Learn the essence of life to find ecstasy in sorrow,
Live for today;for who knows there may be no tomorrow...
Resist thoughts on future and dwellings on your past,
Endeavour to savour both the sob and the smile,
For only change is constant;rest everything is,but,for a while...
Don't get dampened by the mere clouds that you see,
Soon they shall be dispelled and light there will be,
Learn the essence of life to find ecstasy in sorrow,
Live for today;for who knows there may be no tomorrow...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
24th Dec 2011 6:41am
24th Dec 2011 6:41am
A CAMARADERIE NONPAREIL...
Of two cronies, I intend not to speak for that is anything but true,
And yet the ones I mention here can be deemed likewise,
So while the father remains the oasis for beatitude to accrue,
The girl,her daughter and the lighthouse, comes indeed as a surprise...
Their camaraderie, the like of which,has never been seen before,
Is full of mirth and jape for undermining parental and filial lore,
The coarse and vulgar banter that finds a dearth in shame,
The "Oh, my God!" becomes what I dare not name...
The innumerable challenges have only...
And yet the ones I mention here can be deemed likewise,
So while the father remains the oasis for beatitude to accrue,
The girl,her daughter and the lighthouse, comes indeed as a surprise...
Their camaraderie, the like of which,has never been seen before,
Is full of mirth and jape for undermining parental and filial lore,
The coarse and vulgar banter that finds a dearth in shame,
The "Oh, my God!" becomes what I dare not name...
The innumerable challenges have only...
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SELF POEM
Published
22nd Dec 2011 2:34pm
22nd Dec 2011 2:34pm
My Take On An Epitaph...
When alive, a corpse,in death now I shall live,
The only few things I wanted,that life could never give,
Gave everything else,gracious that it was,
To me an anathema,at best a lost cause...
Parody,travesty and derision of what I desired,
Of the opposite banter,I had indeed grown tired,
So away from sorrow,misfortune and the affront I received,
I embraced death for being perpetually well deceived...
The only few things I wanted,that life could never give,
Gave everything else,gracious that it was,
To me an anathema,at best a lost cause...
Parody,travesty and derision of what I desired,
Of the opposite banter,I had indeed grown tired,
So away from sorrow,misfortune and the affront I received,
I embraced death for being perpetually well deceived...
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SELF POEM
Published
22nd Dec 2011 2:30pm
22nd Dec 2011 2:30pm
THE LENT WITHOUT EASTER...
When the world converged all in to one,
There could I find sweet repose and delight,
When again I could see the morning sun,
The stultification and ennui ceased to fight...
However, the lighthouse is too far away,
To keep all and sundry forever at bay,
And little did I know that Easter was precluded by the Lent,
Behold how my life got what it never meant...
Was this,then,Accursed Maker, the sheer travesty of life,
Where Cupid's misdirected dart shall never win,
If it be so,I am dead already with this strife,
For outwardly do I live but I am dying...
There could I find sweet repose and delight,
When again I could see the morning sun,
The stultification and ennui ceased to fight...
However, the lighthouse is too far away,
To keep all and sundry forever at bay,
And little did I know that Easter was precluded by the Lent,
Behold how my life got what it never meant...
Was this,then,Accursed Maker, the sheer travesty of life,
Where Cupid's misdirected dart shall never win,
If it be so,I am dead already with this strife,
For outwardly do I live but I am dying...
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