Born Player…


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During the golden period of life.

We normally enjoy being survived.

Even though we are not good.

We pretend to act being good.

The question arises…

What is good and when it is good?

Trying to find the answer.

We are trapped in our own mind.

Why this happens?

Answer is yet to be found.

A simple try to go…

Deep inside the heart.

Where we need to interact.

Diving the midst of our soul.

We should try to burn all memories which were foul.

Life has several layers.

We are a born player.

Sometime lost and sometimes won.

Losing does not ends the zeal.

Life is real and not a reel.

Good and bad memories will come.

Introspection too needs to be done,

to find the real “me”.

Residing inside “me’.

As nothing lasts forever.

You are a born player.

We are a born player.

  • Ashish Kumar

An Incomplete Poem


One day I thought of writing a poem.
After a big gap of many months.
Thought came and so do words.
I tried to pen down my words.
Mind was full of feelings and emotions.
I was trying to portray my inner situation.
Blurred in the midst of day and night.
I was writing the journey of my life.

Moving the pen slowly on the paper.
I started to describe my feelings on paper.
The journey which was belligerent and haunted.
Made me to write which needs to be trusted.
I gave my all effort to depict the suffering.
Slowly tears came while recalling.
During the course of the ups and downs.
I did have nervous breakdown.
Relationships became trading port.
I was left without any support.
Recalling those memoirs while writing.
My hand and brain were shivering.
I took a break for a while.
Hoping to smile while I write.

Couple of hours passed and I sat again to write.
Moving into deep of my heart to portray that drive.
Powerful emotions and strong words were chosen.
Unable to phrase the sentence, the poem was left open.
The poem was incomplete and I was shocked.
Made me to realize, I entered the writer’s block.
Feelings, emotions and scenes everything I have selected.
The poem which I started to write never completed.
I look towards my literary piece of work.
Hoping to complete that work.
As I started to write and complete the poem.
Made me to feel, it’s an incomplete poem.

 – Ashish Kumar

Waiting for arrival…



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Heart wrenched, soul cried.
Tried to normalize but it was a failed try.
You left me in the time when I needed you the most.
Leaving the heart in pain I cried for you the most.
You and I both were happy with each other.
A sudden storm separated each other.
The happiness which I saw on your face.
That was enough for me to win all the race.
The joy coming from your heart and face is still refreshed.
With me you were always happy and fresh.

I remember the day when you kissed my soul.
Burning all the memories which were foul.
I saw you the day when we separated.
Your eyes were watery and face was red.
Unable to control myself, my tears became bloody red.
I understand you are not well.
Praying for you so that all should get well.
I feel your presence and you feel the same.
Unaware why god is playing this game.
I know you are in residing in disguise.
Without you dear how can I move and rise.
Hugging you in distress.
I will burn all your problems and stress.
Hoping for that day to come when you smile again.
Burning all the problems and pain.
You are willing to be with me forever.
I am waiting for your arrival.
My arms are stretched to catch you forever.
I am just waiting for your arrival.
Waiting for arrival…

waiting love quote

– Ashish Kumar

Walk forever


Weather is cool and the breeze is smooth.
Moving with you is always smooth.
Although hesitation of interaction is clear.
But how can I leave you my dear.
The expression coming from your eyes.
Allow me to go to your side.
Leaving the haunted memories forever.
Holding each others hand we will walk forever.

The first day interaction is still fresh and alive.
You said something which gave me reason to joy.
You talked and talked and I just listened.
The way we met, it just happened.
Your facial expression has something to offer.
Just wondering, is it my offer?
Leaving the rest and coming together.
Holding each others hand we will walk forever.

walk together

You have suffered and I have suffered.
Its time for each of us to offer.
The dark side will never be the same.
Together, we will ignite a new flame.
The joy on each of our face is clear.
You are my dear and I am your dear.
Situation never remains the same.
Nothing lasts forever.
Good or bad.
Happy or sad.
Either the pain is light or severe.
One thing is clear…
Holding each others hand we will walk forever.
we will walk forever.

– Ashish Kumar

…LIFE TEACHES US…


Life teaches us to be persistent.
Without losing patience.
That is why it always gives us a challenge.
So its our work to manage.

Good and bad memories comes.
Bad one should be dumped.
Some moments gives us pain.
Although we don’t want to be in vain.

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Hard times are difficult to carry.
We need to have strength to marry.
Having thorny moments aside.
We bleed from inside.
The moments either good or bad.
Will never remain always on our side.
It will go one day.
The other will come next day.
Life is a cycle of mixed moments.
One has to choose the moment.
The moment which makes joy.
The joy which will enable to fly.

Life teaches us to be self confident.
That is why it tries to break our confidence.
It depends on how we face the situation.
Despite of having too much tension.
It wants us to never give up.
So it tries to break our speed up.
Life has an expectation from us.
Turning unwanted to wanted.
Sad to happy moments.
Cry into smile.
Because…
Life wants us to enjoy.
Wants us to fly through the sky.

happy-life

– Ashish Kumar