Fragile Silence 

Speaking herself out was “Feminism” she assumed. 

Silence was the key to peace he figured.

The battle won. Silence conquered arguments! 

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Pools that colour RED ! 

Etched deep within the soil

Trembling to seek attention

Out came a pair of hand

Pushing away the covering sand. 

The fumes were too intense 

Buried deep within she could still sense

Hues and cries all over

The more the little hands try,the more sand does shover. 

She lay in, Alive yet half dead

Left with not much energy to shed,

Many a screams heard, Siren sounds ring,

Hopes of survival now take to a string.

She tries to shout help, to no avail

Wondering where in this world did love prevail?

Too tired to scream she let go

Watching the drama of cry and woe.

“Make love not war” her teacher had once said,

Before her were the words worn and dead.

Here they made war and bombs did rule

Shattered were families in many a red pool.

Her little hands could fight no more

Whilst her little self getting sore

She fought till her last

Wondering when her teachers words would come to a forever last ! 

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Love vs Fairytale romance..

Life is exactly how a fairytale describes it. That’s how most of us assume until the truth hits us hard. Fairy tales showcase love as a romantic beginning and a happily everafter ending. The rest of the story is how the reader sees it to be. 

“Romantic moments”- Ah,how much i looked to it ? Alas, it took me years to understand what real romance in a relatonship was. Unexpressed love is still felt by the other in ways one could never imagine. 

There is love in every little thing that we take for granted and we miss to cherish those special moments. Tip toeing while the other is asleep, Lying you had your full to let the other have the last piece of the dessert, having the first sip of coffee to make sure it satisfies his buds,silently turning the air con on when sweat blooms in her forehead. There’s love in every action, romance in every smile and enough compromise in little everyday fights.

Life aint a fairytale. Neither can it be one. Relationships get better with age. Unexpressed love gets better understood and accepted with age. Then love becomes romance and being loved becomes a blessing sought after. 

Backstabbed Gossip .,

The fit was perfect.,The colours bright,

She knew the choice to be just right.

The flabs peeked and she knew “They would judge”

Leaving behind wat seemed the perfect attire, she walked away.

Though he tried so hard,

Numbers made him each day retard

How much he wanted the career of his dream,

Mom’s words flashed “They would judge”.

It was a costly tag,

Yet she had to afford the bag

Worries in and smiles aloud

She had to do this cos “They would judge”.

The pain was intense and she pleaded “mercy killing”

The pug was old enough and he was willing

How much the couple wanted to kiss her a final goodbye

A decision that had a run over only cos “They would judge”.

“They judge” anyday, everyday

They judge not cos they are perfect

They judge to hide a life too imperfect

Flaws hidden, hapiness madeover

Backstabbed gossip, and it holds too much power!

Poetry Copyright © The Nerd Blogger 2017

Yet another Silent puff!

Peeking to make sure he wasn’t noticed,

Stood the young and dynamic squire

Lighting yet another fire,

The craving seemed too much a dire.

Satisfaction too intense to put to a word,

Too much an advice he’s heard.

How he wished the fag a let go

To keep away from further woe.

His hands too often spoke the fag’s presence,

The mind too often a said a word of penance

With another puff, he let pass the warmth to the inner self

Allowing himself to a fag engulf.

Coughing loud & spitting out a red blob,

He peeked yet again to make sure he wasn’t noticed.

Poetry Copyright © The Nerd Blogger 2017

 

 

 

 

Kick out Happiness ! 

He kicked her so hard,she felt immense pain

Feeling her baby bump she thought “He sure is one strong fellow”.

Nanotale Copyright © The Nerd Blogger 2017

Technology Clutches ! 

After battling for long, mom set her hands free of the clutches,

Within minutes,she chose to get them entrapped within the clutches of her smartphone.

Nanotale Copyright © The Nerd Blogger 2017