Poetry Blog by Ankita Srivastava

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Happy Mother's day

Happy mother's day


To my grandma

who gave me unconditional love and pampering,

introduced me with cooking and our culture,

whose love was like shade of tree in sunny day,

and the warm sunshine in chilly winter morning,


To my mother,

who filled my life with dreams and aspirations,

teaching me the value of being strong and independent,

supporting me at every toug...

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Move on

Move on


The word she heard the most,

but never knew it's true meaning,

unless she implemented it.


Move on

The suggestion she got the most,

for her broken soul or abusive relationship or broken dreams or the betrayal.


Move on

The easiest two words said by others,

yet difficult to implement for self.


Move on


But the day she really moved on,


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Gift of sky.

The sun which was once loving,

danced with fierce rage,

burning up the earth,

with the torturous heat,

turning ambience dry and burning,

making the earth to scream for gentleness.


Her heart was burning,

so her surface,

The cracks on her lips

and streaks of dry leaves,

her charm was evaporating in the air.


She just wanted to be like what she was before,


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Triumph of prejudices

Unmasked or masked? 

Prejudices or truth? 

Shield or the sword? 

Judging or understanding? 

Choices or the one? 

Ego or circumstances? 

Weakness or strength? 

Negativity or positivity? 

Lies or truth? 

Doubt or trust? 

Past or present? 

You or us? 

Distance or closeness? 

Aspirations or responsibility? 

Book-cover or content? 

Superficial or deep? 


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Wings of my dreams

I just want to fly,

high and high in the sky.


With the wings of my dreams,

stepping on the cloud of hope.

tasting the breeze of freedom,

floating in the lung, caressing my soul.


I just want to fly,

high and high in the sky.


Breaking all the stereotypes,

Or taboos limiting me,

Relishing my eyes with gorgeous views,

free from all the frame of reference...

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The Bright side

Today is the 72nd Independence day of India. One day I was thinking how the soul of freedom fighters would feel when they look at India from sky. Is this the country what they ever had dreamed for. Then I saw my reflection in the mirror, a common Indian girl dressed up in the cloth of her choice , outlined with the kohl of dreams in her eyes , with heart  free to travel and live life on her own te...

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An article over 72nd independence day of India

A good girl

A good girl, a nice girl, a perfect girl,
One who is the best,
scores the highest grade,
best in sports,
not just good, 
but the best in everything, 
she is smart, 
but not outspoken, 
she lightens up everyone, 
and never gossips, 
stays away from bad influence,
and always busy serving others. 

No matter how late she slept
but wakes up early with perfect hair and gorgeous face. 

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Hope and heartbreak

I thought you were a ray of hope,
after long chilly dark winter night,
carrying the warmness of affection,
over the shivering soul of mine.

But the night was not over yet,
attacking me with fierce darkness, 
not just the hope for warmness of sunshine, 
you hid the stars and moon light too. 

You gave me the illusion of warm sunshine, 
and attacked me with hailstorm,
sweeping the floor...

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The city and the river

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Once upon a time,
There was a city, 
a blue river was it's veins,
whose water was sweet and pure,
fishes merry and dance in it.

Cool and breezy air pampers the river.
Trees dancing over the celebration of nature, 
accompanied by the laughter of kids, 
who were sometimes playing
or swimming in the river. 

The river was a beautiful heaven, 
Yes, it was heart of the city. 
Near the ri...

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The Grass

Dwarf,  feeble, 
insecure and vulnerable, 
suppressed and injured by every passer-by.
Dies every day by  draught, 
flood and even in sunny day.

The misery of her  life, 
her struggles to touch the sky, 
yet staying few inches above the earth,
and struggling to stay alive. 

Whenever she grew few inches more, 
was either grazed, suppressed or cut. 

Hopeless she was once flowing with...

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The Dawn

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The cool breeze coming from the window, 
touching my cheeks, 
like soft touch of mother, 
calming, soothing and loving.
The melodious song of
chirping birds, 
that woke up before me
and are ready to start hunt for meal. 
The joggers started jogging 
in the park, 
which I can see from my window. 
Smile, laughter and greetings
welcoming the first ray of hope
in the horizon,
after a lon...

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The splash of darkness

Just like every other day,
She woke up and adorned herself,
She glanced at her reflection
in the mirror,
She outlined her sparkling dreamy eyes with kohl
and wore mesmerizing smile
over lips painted with pink lipstick.
She dolled herself and
left her home with hope.
She walked down the street murmuring the lyrics of latest song.
Hope, faith, dream and smile
accompanied her on the way to...

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Tax- I don't have problem.

I don't have problem, 
when you deduct tax
10%,20% or any percent.

From the hard earned salary,
after working from Monday to Friday,
sometimes including Saturday and Sunday,
From 9 to 5 or any shift including night shift,
9 hour or 10 hours maybe 12-14 hour job.
The over time or weekend. 
Leaving my kids alone, 
feeling sorry for not giving them enough time. 
Sacrificing vacations

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The Doll's smile

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Dolce and beautiful,
Smiling and enchanting,
Alluring the world,
Queen of a kid's heart,
Her smile allures the kid
disappearing the loneliness.

The gorgeous innocent smiling doll

She never complained,
just smiled and smiled,
She was the companion
of Solitude.
She was a friend,
a best friend indeed.
who was a giver
 and just a giver.

She was played with, 
Twisted and rolled, 

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I wish.. But

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I wish

I wish if i could swirl the time to past,
and delete all the shoddy reminiscence, 
Omitting all the rendezvous which hurt later.
Ah I wish and can just wish,
Because I neither have Genie nor Aladdin's lamp. 

If only I could turn back time,
immaculate the errs of the past, 
which tormented me over the years. 
Subtracting all the time when I just daydreamed, 
and added the void ...

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Smile- the facet curve


Pain and sorrow, 
Grief and glumness, 
Solitude and ignorance,
Concealed by smile. 
The smile. 
Ah the infectious beautiful smile. 

Embellishing the grief, 
Pushing it in the deep sea, 
of expressions and heart, 
Leaving the facet curve
The smile 
Ah the monalisa's beautiful smile. 

Wailing tear-drops of Mermaid, 
Precious pearls in the sea, 
as said in the legend. 

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