All is not well…


Left in the uncertain condition.
There was no hope of desirable situation.
Thrashed by a sudden thunderstorm.
I have no strength to fight the storm.
Body collapsed and mind became rest.
I was left behind with the bloody fest.
Soul cried and heart broke.
Everything vanished at a sudden stroke.
I cried but tears didn’t fell.
Made me realize, all is not well.

Mind stopped to think and perform.
Started moving in the path of thorn.
Collecting the pieces of my hopes and desire.
Buried all those in a burning fire.
Life may not go the way I want.
I need to start from the scratch to grow a new plant.
Bleeding from inside and outside.
There was no reason to live any life.
I cried but tears didn’t fell.
Made me realize, all is not well.
I smiled and smiled.
Leaving behind the darkened nights.
Left searching for any hope.
Now its time to create a new hope.
Building from the base one more time.
Let the life play with my time.
I won’t give up.
Remembering those moments gives me sensational feeling.
As that time…
I cried but tears didn’t fell.
Made me realize, all is not well.
All is not well.

 – Ashish Kumar

Your presence is felt everywhere…


Your weird look is also cute.
Compelling me to salute.
I wonder how you make such expressions.
That buries all my tension.
Your presence is a motivation.
Allowing me to move in your direction.
Whether you are here or there.
Your presence is felt everywhere.
I know you too feel the same.
Not showing because of shame.
I am there for you always.
You are there for me always.
I never expressed my feelings.
You never disclosed your feelings.
Residing away you feel your presence.
Miles away I feel your essence.
Trust and understanding binds us together.
Residing in each others heart we will live forever.
Your problems are mine.
My happiness is yours.
As of now, we are not here.
But…
Whether you are here or there.
Your presence is felt everywhere.
Your presence is felt everywhere.

– Ashish Kumar

Why do I write?


Why do I write?
A question of which I never got an answer.
It gives satisfaction and pleasure.
Gives a chance to talk in leisure.
Even many think poets are mad.
They are not able to judge is it good or bad.

Why do I write?
I write as I love to do so.
Have no specific reason in doing so.
Walking in the streets of life.
I have found a good reason to survive.
Writing has the potential to change.
Requires the authors to manage.

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Why do I write?
No real reason.
Still an unanswered question.
I write to talk to myself.
One can convey his feelings to himself.
Writing power is infinite.
Rather than to remain finite.
It requires one to explore inner and outer world.
Once done, it can change the world.

Why do I write?
People say I am mad.
Yes I am mad…
Mad about writing.
Passionate about to think out of the academics.
Writing gives me inner satisfaction.
That requires giving no explanation.
Why do I write?
I write as I love to write…

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– Ashish Kumar

Hi to Good Bye…


You came suddenly in my life.
Giving me a reason to survive.
I always enjoyed your presence.
Neither of us gave a sign of negligence.
I always scared to express my feelings.
Losing you will have no meaning.
You are the strength for mine.
Either in day or night.
You are mine.

Your expression always offers a proposal.
Not aware whether is this my proposal?
I have accepted you from bottom of my heart.
Praying always I should not get hurt.
Your lips always murmurs to say.
Let it come out, please convey.
You are the strength of mine.
Either in day or night.
You are mine.

One day I said “Hi.”
You ran away blinking your eyes.
Murmuring something you came back.
Suddenly said me ,“Good Bye.”
I was shocked and surprised.
As there was no reason to rise.
Neither me nor you thought to express.
That landed both becoming depressed.
Your eyes were watery which I never desired.
For you I always cried.
I never came to know what was my deed.
From inside and outside.
I did bleed.
Thought of having an infinite journey.
Again I landed in a tragedy.
Time changed.
You were the strength of mine.
But now you are not mine.
“Hi” turning into “Good Bye.”
Heart cried and tears fell.
Without you.
How can I be well?

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– Ashish Kumar

LET’S BEGIN THE JOURNEY…


There was a time when we used to neglect.
A random change made each of us to select.
You were before and I was present.
But the affection among us was absent.
Neither me nor you cared for each other.
It was just  hate that binds  together.
Time passed you went away.
Leaving behind me on painful way.
I never expressed how much I cared for.
How deliberately I waited for.
What you thought I never came to know.
What I thought you never came to know.
But one thing was clear.
We were knowing each other very well.
Despite of me never being well.
The hatred feeling among was our love.
We were each of our beloved.
Time passed and we got separated.
Leaving each other neglected.

It was a sudden surprise when we met again.
The buried hate came to born again.
We were never made for each other.
That’s what we thought.
The mouth and heart spoke different.
Leaving each of us in silent.
Silent for quite a time.
In order to begin a new time.
You gave indication for end of cold war.
Being together we will fight every war.
Hugging you in distress.
Will you become my Mrs?
I know you know.
What else do we need to know.
We are each of ours soul.
Coming together we will achieve our goal.
You have suffered and I have suffered.
Now its time for each of us to prefer.
Holding each other we will cry.
Solving each others pain we will try.
Gone are the time when we were in vain.
Together we will burn all the pain.
Each of us are made for each other.
The journey of eternal love starts here.
You are my dear and I am your dear.
There is no need for any sorts of fear.
Let’s begin the journey of millions miles.
Let it take the desired time.
Slowly and slowly we will move forward.
Igniting a new flame we will never look backward.
So let’s begin the journey of millions miles.
Let it take the desired time.

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– Ashish Kumar