The Tree Ultimately Fell…


A building made by immense struggle and effort.
That collapsed due to a sudden storm.
Collecting the pieces of the collapsed structure.
I lost my own mind and the body structure.
The language and gesture all went in vain.
At a sudden surprise, I was left in pain.
I didn’t cry but tears fell.
The tree I planted ultimately fell.


In the narrow passage of my heart, there was a hope.
Searching for the way to convert that hope into a scope.
Loads of loads of trouble were in the queue.
Not aware whether this was a never ending queue.
The journey which I started from the bottom of my heart.
That came to an end which left my heart with loads of hurt.
I enjoyed that moment a lot.
As I have to build another plot.
The plot with more immune capacity.
That is capable of holding any tragedy.
Hoping to get all is well.
I didn’t cry but tears fell.
Because…
The tree I planted ultimately fell.
The tree I planted ultimately fell.


Ashish Kumar

The Lost Battle…



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An unexpected situation came in life.
Leaving no choice except to fight.
Life was giving some deadly moments of curse.
It was an invitation to battle, of course.
There was no support from inside and outside.
It was a playground with devils every side.
The bloody battle playground was set.
As there was no option to reset.

The battle started without any planning and strategy.
It was surely going to be a tragedy.
Not being afraid of the outcomes, gave the best.
No worry even though if I may not rest.
Sort of fear and tension surrounded.
Body, mind and soul, all were wounded.
There were no supportive and motivating noise to hear.
My face was flooded with red tears.
Left in the place of pain and void.
It ended by losing as it was a failed try.

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The lost battle which gave me a lesson of life.
Result matters and so does the attempt in life.
Attempt gives a chance to know the flaws and fault.
As no one is perfect by default.
Rectification of flaws are important to rise.
Not a wise choice to remain in disguise.
Battle still continues…
Some won and some lost.
Enjoyed the won and introspected the lost.
Learning from the day to day battle as well.
Deep diving the life which is indeed a “well”.
As…
The lost battle which gave me a lesson of life.
Result matters and so does the attempt in life.

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– Ashish Kumar

Coming Tornado


Miffed with the unexpected battle.
I landed in the path of unrealized trouble.
Nature was cool with its weather.
I was facing the breeze of debacle.
Moving in the no man’s land.
I reached the land of sand.
No ray was able to motivate.
It was difficult to plant and cultivate.
Challenge and trouble came back to back.
Nothing was left while I looked back.
I didn’t cried but tears came slowly.
I started to make new path of my journey.
Barren land doesn’t give fruitful results.
Life is full of twisted results.
Challenge lies in the heart and mind.
Accept it and don’t mind.
Life may be sometimes barren.
Convert it into a terrain.
This is what t I realized from the fiasco.
I started with full dedication…
And didn’t stop from the coming tornado.
Didn’t stop from the coming tornado.

– Ashish Kumar

मैं रोया तो नहीं …


मौसम के अलग अलग मिज़ाज़ मे.
ज़िंदगी के हर उतार चढ़ाव मे.
औरों के घाव को मरहम लगते हुए.
और खुद के घाव पे नमक छिड़कते हुए.
मैं रोया तो नहीं पर आँसू निकल पड़े.
दिल ऐसा टूटा की टुकड़े भी ना मिले.

राहों मे अंधेरों का सामना करते हुए.
औरों के दुखों को मिटाते हुए.
खुद को खेलने का प्रयोगशाला बनाते हुए.
सब धोखों को झेलते हुए.
मैं रोया तो नहीं पर आँसू निकल पड़े.
बनावटी इस दुनिया मे हम अकेले पर गये.

शोर के इस वातावरण मे.
ज़िंदगी ने ज़हर ऐसा उगला.
मौत भी मुँह मोर कर चली गयी.
पर उस वक़्त मैं ना पिघला.
आँखों की लालिमा करती है कुछ इशारे.
दफ़ना दो उन ख्वाबों को जो नहीं हैं हमारे.
आवाज़ों के बाज़ारों मे खामोशी पहचानता कोई नहीं.
जो होना था वो हो गया बस अब और नहीं.
रह गया उस मंज़र और इस मंज़र मैं, अकेला.
चलो बनता हू इक दुनिया जो होगा रंगीला.
पर उस वक़्त…
मैं रोया तो नहीं पर आँसू निकल पड़े.
हम दिल पर पत्थर रख , किसी और दिशा चल दिए.

Ashish Kumar

Trying to paint the paper…


Living in the piece of a paper.
I am trying to paint the paper.
Left in the curse of time.
I am trying to build a new time.
Shattered with the sudden storm.
I was left in a beach of thorn.
The pain was unbearable and immense.
Like someone put an iron rod in the chest.
Tears came and heart wrenched.
Wondered how I got the bloody drench.

Shame acts and broken trust continued.
I stood and fought till I can continue.
During the midst of day and night.
Life gave me tremendous fight.
Sacrificed everything which I had.
Only thing left was the time which was bad.
I lost the battle with a brutal end.
Tried a lot to avoid that end.

Loved the fact that I still survived.
Even though I had no reason to survive.
I left the world which was never mine.
Building a new world which will be mine.
Life is such of twisted events.
Tackling them is prominent.
It takes time to forget and forgive.
Hence life must be lived.
Some time is required to move on.
As…
Living in the piece of a paper.
I am trying to paint the paper.

– Ashish Kumar