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

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

Let’s write


Let’s write.

Even though you are in a fight.

Fight with the people or with inner self.

Writing helps in discovering yourself.

Difficult to forget the period of turmoil.

Either present or future, better not to spoil.

Be ready picking up the pen and the paper.

With words just paint the paper.

Come and begin a new journey of writing.

Instead of just sitting and relaxing.

Let’s write.

Even though you are in a fight.

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

Is the time right?



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Want to write,
Is the time right?
A question which often comes.
Better this should be overcome.
How can you stop a writer from writing?
Stopping from doing the right thing.

                   Hey! Dirty mind.
                   Don’t deviate the focused mind.
                   Let the mind work properly.
                   Allowing it to write frequently.
                  You be seated in corner.
                  Take rest and stick to corner.

Culprit is not the time.
But it is our own mind.
Don’t think much.
Just write and write.
As…
You want to write.
But..
Again the question arise.
Is the time right???

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– Ashish Kumar